Don't worry, my other crossover is still going, I just wanted to get the ball rolling for this one, I will try updating each one every other day.

Kate was still reeling from her brief encounter with Anna. How much she had grown. Her fiery temper still remained. But, with Anna, brought thoughts of Jack. It was their dream to go here, and Jack had always been exceptionally good in sports. Kate kept an eye open for him, but orientation wasn't even until tomorrow.

Jack probably wouldn't even recognize her. And that was the point, right?

She pressed her hair flat, smoothing her coat. Whatever. She would just settle down, deal with her past life later.

Once the first suitcase was unpacked, she brought the rest of them up and laid them down on the empty bed. The dorm room wasn't too bad. It was plain, with white washed walls, places open for decoration, a nice enough bathroom with decent counter space, even a mini fridge and small kitchen with a microwave.

Kate only had one more suitcase to bring up, so she plugged in her laptop and went downstairs.

The boy who she had previously ran into, Jack Frost, was huddled by a mixture of boys (probably other sports enrollments) and fangirls drooling over him. She scoffed to herself. How pathetic. She didn't think that BPAA would be separated in popularity but she was often wrong in these situations. She sighed heavily, remembering her plan. Study, study, study, get good grades, scholarship, so she could finally pay off Catheryn and Bob Hope for everything they did for her. A sense of grief washed over her when she thought of her adoptive parents. It made her miss her real parents.

Jack glanced at her, but didn't give her a second thought. Good, the last thing I need is someone like him bugging me. I do not need a replay of the last three years, she thought.

She remembered how lots of boys would try to woo her over. She wasn't terribly beautiful, in her opinion, so she didn't see why they would even try.. This year, she mainly just wanted to fly through the year invisible. A wallflower, as it would be described in a community like this.

No, there Kate went again, judging things before she even settled. But then again, she couldn't ever really settle. Not with things the way they were.

She got her suitcase, ignoring Jack and his posse.

The next day, people were running through the corridors with their uniforms on, racing to get a good seat at orientation.

Kate put her uniform on. She quite liked it. BPAA's uniform for girls consisted of a white collar blouse with a navy blue tie, navy blue blazer that Kate folded up to her elbows, a navy blue skirt that just reached her knees, white mid-length socks, and platform shoes of the wearer's choice. Kate, herself, had black ones with a nice buckle fastened at the toe. Plain and simple with a certain elegance and grace.

Kate had only brought three pairs of shoes with her, the first were the black flats, then the white heels, and some tan leather boots with a small heel.

She didn't need too many things. Even her clothes were simple. Mostly, she had shirts much like the black long-sleeved shirt she wore now. She had her white trench coat and her favorite turquoise blue leather jacket, and she had various skirts, leggings, and jeans.

She made sure her bun was perfect before heading out the door.

"Katrian Hope," She told the girl at the front desk, after waiting in line for twenty minutes.

The girl said nothing and rummaged through some files before handing Kate one. It had a treble clef with the words: Musician Study.

Kate stepped to the side, going through her schedule. The first sessions were the mandatory, math, science, English, things like that. Kate had all advanced placements. Then, she had basic choir(required, it was that or band and band would bring too much attention), a private piano instructor for an hour, artist industry, orchestra to further improve her violin skills, advanced choir, and finally, a free period, which she would mostly use in the practice rooms.

Kate smiled with memories of her and Jack (Overland, of course) learning to play the piano. Jack was good at it, but he was more interested in sports, which flawed his technique and voice. Kate was always interested, and she was rarely ever flawed. She shook her head, pushing out the thoughts of Jack. Why was it so hard to focus now? She could clearly shut those memories out back with the Hopes. Of course, she never even had a chance of seeing Jack there...

She needed to focus. Her fingers twitched, yearning to fly across some keys. She absentmindedly tapped her fingers to the melody of a symphony, waiting for the announcements to start.

She was so wrapped up in thoughts, that she missed the introduction, and eventually, the whole speech entirely.

The whole student body erupted in applause at something. Kate snapped to attention, only to find Jack Frost walking up to the podium.

"Hello," He started very easily. "I'm Jack Frost, if you don't already know, and I am your student body president, looking forward to another great year here at Burgess Performing Arts Academy."

Kate sneered to herself. How corny. And just when she thought that this Jack Frost couldn't get any worse.

She expertly toned him out for the rest of his speech on...hm, she wasn't even paying attention.

"So, guys are now free to go to your studies, checking out what you are going to be doing here."

The students all filed out of the bleachers, and Kate slipped away. She wasn't going to waste time listening to the tour of the music department. She'd already heard it. No one would come to the practice rooms, so she gathered up her shoulder bag and headed there.

When she got there, she settled down gracefully at the grand piano, fanning out her skirt so it didn't get in the way. Kate straightened her tie, and set to playing a simple but beautiful melody. The practice rooms were designed to be soundproof and echo the sound back around the room, so Kate marveled in the beautiful song that filled the room.

When she finished, she started humming a popular tune, figuring out the chords for the song. When she did, she started humming, and eventually, singing, with the melody, not thinking, simply and only playing the song that she felt described her life at the time being.

Hmm, hm, hmm, hm, hmmmmm,

I can do it, I can do it, I can do it,

But I'm only human!

And I bleed when I fall down,

I'm only human,

And I crash and I break down!

Your words in my head,

Knives in my heart,

You build me up and then I fall apart,

'Cause I'm only human

She didn't finish the rest of the song, cutting it off. She wished that Anna was there. Even more, she wished that Jack was there. Kate hugged herself, furiously cursing the tears that were slowly building up.

She took a deep, shaky breath. Kate didn't cry. In fact, she didn't ever remember crying in her whole life. As a baby, yeah, but when she was aware and in control of her tears, never. Not even when her parents died. Or when she found out that Anna thought that she had died. That had come close, but she had held them back. In the crash, she woke up. When the doctors told her that her parents had been killed, she had sat there completely devoid of all emotion for five minutes straight. The words that she had uttered afterwards were, "Where's my sister?"

That had been a painful day. It was even more painful when the doctor said that she would have to stay at the hospital since she had no living relatives. She had argued against it, at thirteen, she could handle herself home alone, but how would she get to school? She couldn't ride the bus, it was a private school. The doctor then gave her a decision; help Anna recover or be willing to be put up for adoption. (Quick A/N: yes, I am aware that this probably wouldn't happen in real life. There are a lot of things in this story that probably wouldn't happen in real life. But it's my AU so don't question it just read it) So Kate stayed with the doctors until everything became official for Catheryn and Robert Hope to take her home.

She couldn't face telling Jack what happened, so, when she left, she told him that she was moving. It had been sad, but she was pretty sure that Jack had assumed that was why she had completely ignored him for the past two weeks. She couldn't bring herself to tell him in person, so she wrote a letter explaining everything, (except her plans to completely reform herself) and left it for him in his mailbox, which he always checked when he got home from school.

It also said something about how Kate had started to develop feelings for him. Ever since middle school started, she couldn't help herself from seeing him as more than a best friend. But she knew Jack, he would never like her back. Jack had started getting noticed because of his sports in school, so she didn't think that he would be too upset when she pushed him out. He was even talking to other popular kids. Kate had felt a little left out then, but she was happy for him.

Now, she just needed to compose herself. Sure, it had been hard to settle in at a new school when the school year had just started back in Burgess, but she managed with flying colors, earning her the attention of her dream school.

And she made it here, after a long time of convincing herself that Elsa was gone and that she could handle going back to Burgess.

But now that she was here, she wasn't so sure.

Meanwhile, Jack had skipped out on the tours as well, heading back to the boys' dormitories. Hiccup was also there.

Hiccup wasn't his real name, it was a nickname. As he mentioned before, the scrawny kid was here studying technological things. His real name was Harry, but no one called him that. Hiccup often stuttered when he got nervous, and he got nervous a lot, earning him the nickname 'Hiccup' from one of the seniors, Snotlout (that was the kid's last name, he was also a sports study). Who, also happened to be his cousin.

Hiccup was often picked on by the jocks. Ironically, his best friend was Jack, the captain of nearly every team.

"Hey Hiccup," Jack greeted.

"Hey," he said grouchily, turning back to his video game.

"What stepped on your tail today?" He teased.

"Band," he replies curtly. Jack formed an 'o' in his mouth. BPAA required at least one musical participation, and the choices were basic choir or basic band. Hiccup couldn't sing so he was forced to learn an instrument. Jack didn't join band, the two instruments he could play were piano and guitar. In choir, he rarely ever had to worry about the memories playing piano brought, and he could always get extra credit for using an instrument (guitar) on his performances. He was actually a very good singer, and it bought more fangirls for him. He knew at the beginning of the year, they'd have to perform a song, and he had chosen one that he claimed had been stuck in his mind for a while, but he really chose it because he felt he could relate to it. The song was Me and My Broken Heart by Rixton. Okay, he admitted that deciding to erase Elsa hadn't worked (for the thousandth time) and that this new song described his mood.

Jack had dated at least half of the girls in his grade, and he knew of not one girl who didn't have some sort of crush on him. What could he say? He was irresistible, but those relations had never lasted longer than a month. He kept thinking that someone eventually would fill the gaping hole Elsa left in his heart, but again and again he was mistaken. How pathetic. All of his fangirls wanted to be the one he wuld keep, as cliche as that sounded. He wasn't about to stop him, but in that hole, he knew that the one person who could refill or even mend that hole was gone for-probably-ever.

"I told you that you should've signed up for choir," Jack said.

Hiccup snorted. "Yeah, you know I can't sing."

Jack liked how Hiccup would only be comfortable around him. It was tiring hanging around with people like Flynn and Snotlout, even if they did think that they were his friends. He was secretly disgusted with how they would look at girls like they were something to eat. Maybe Jack had dated a lot of girls, and maybe he had used them, but he wasn't ready to grab a random girl in the halls if she was hot enough.

Speaking of which, that girl he had ran in to. What was her problem? She seemed nervous when he had said his name. Maybe he made the wrong impression, which was strange, girls always fell head over heels for him.

There must be something wrong with her, he concluded.

There were so many maybe's, and Jack just went over to his bed and flopped on, turning on his ipod so that music was blaring in his ears.

"Trrn...dn!" Something buzzed. Jack took an ear bud out.

"Sorry, Hiccup, what?"

"I said, turn it down. Sheesh, I'm across the room and I can hear it."

"What can I say," Jack shrugged. "I like my music loud."

When he said that, he cringed. Luckily, Hiccup didn't notice.

The memory behind that saying filled him with yet another pang of sorrow.

"Elsie! Hey! Earth to Elsa!" Jack had called.

She didn't respond, just hummed along to the tune, tapping her fingers with the song like she always did. Jack and Elsa had been fourteen, actually jjst days away from the incident that left Elsa broken and Jack without a clue.

They had been really happy.

Jack had eventually gone over and ripped the ear buds off.

"Jack, hey!" Elsa had protested. He had smirked.

"You're gunna be deaf by high school," he retorted.

She glared at him, responding, "I like my music loud," and shoving the ear bud back in her ear, resuming her tapping.

She drove him crazy, but he loved her.

Jack sighed. Then cringed yet again. Elsa would sigh often and over anything.

You have got to be kidding, snap out of it you pathetic lowlife! He scolded himself. But honestly, he couldn't help but feel miserable every time Elsa came to mind. Some friends left, that's just the way it went. You get sad and move on. So why couldn't he?

Probably because Elsa had been the one person he could trust in his life. His sister depended too much on him to be able to worry, and his mother was dru k half the time. With Elsa, he could just be himself. He thought it was vice versa, but Elsa was so strong. He didn't remember her crying once as as kids. He wished he had always been strong, like Elsa. Then, maybe kids wouldn't have bullied him as much.

Moving here, he wanted to not be...Jack Overland. Plus, his father was abusive and brought nothing but unfortune to his family, and Jack didn't want anything to do with him. Nick had been the real savior. Frost was his last name, and hardly anyone called him 'Overland' anymore.

Hiccup was lucky. Sure, his father had unrealistic goals for his future, but at least his life wasn't broken, and if it was he had someone to confide in. Not even Jack's best friend knew about Elsa. That was a story untold.

Hiccup's father ran the military base, and General Stoic Haddock was very talented at his job. Hiccup was extremely unfortunate, for he was born scrawny, no muscle whatsoever, and never thought like his father. He was different, since almost his entire family was in the military. His father barely even acknowledged the gifts that Hiccup had.

But Hiccup was happy, for the most part.

Jack, meanwhile, deserved an Oscar for acting. No one had ever even suspected a thing when he moved here, and that's the way it would stay.

Unfortunately for him, that was all about to come crashing down very, very soon.

Next chapter, SONG TIME! And this story will have a bunch of song lyrics, but I'm wondering what song Elsa should sing for the opening. Some songs are reserved for later, so I will choose depending on things. Any ideas? Suggestions encouraged.

Love it? Hate it? I would like to know. Jk about the hate part, respectable criticism is always welcome, but please keep hate messages to yourself. See (you get the picture...) you guys next chapter! ;P