you all can relax, now. chapter twelve of my current fanfiction about all the characters from within Disney's 'Frozen' from 2013, and even with a few original characters, is finally here after such a long while. and I just gotta say that this chapter is so long, I couldn't fit all the words I wanted to put into it in this chapter, alone. so, I hope you're all ready to expect some extra words from chapter thirteen, too. I think that I could use a vacation, though not from my stories because they are more than just my hobby. they are all my livelihood, even the ones I can't write on FanFiction. anyway, this twelfth chapter is a whopping three-thousand-ten words of plotline long, give or take a comment from yours truly disguised as an author's note and hidden away within said plotline. I'll dare you to find any of them. the plotline doesn't, however, include this explanatory headnote, right here, nor does it include the surprisingly (mandatory) disclaimer which makes up the paragraph following said headnote.
disclamation: I do not own Disney's 'Frozen' of 2013 in any way, shape, or form unless owning the film on Bluray and DVD would count for that. although, I can't help but find that doubtful. I also confess to not even owning this fanfiction's own storyline. the storyline is actually owned by another blogger on this website under the penname of classicdisneyFTW. their fanfiction is simply titled 'Face Down'. I just hope that I'm not copying off too much of their storyline. at least, I'm admitting to it and confessing to it has to count for something, doesn't it? ahem, I welcome your comments as long as they are in no way negative. the only things in this fanfiction which I truly own is my OC limited to this fanfiction, itself, Freya Nigari, Anna's only friend from her time as a high schooler.
Anna and Freya entered the room in which their tutor had told the both of them to meet him through a small wooden door with the number 'nineteen' marked across the front of it. "Are you sure this is the right place, Anna?" the raven-haired, ivory-skinned girl asked her semi-blonde redheaded high school friend.
Anna then reached into her backpack for the scrap of paper that was from the girls' tutor just to be sure that they were in the right place like Freya had originally hoped the two of them both were. "Yep, Freya. We are definitely in the right place," Anna confirmed to her high school friend, Freya. "Barnum Building, Room nineteen at five-fifteen p.m.." The only problem with that very room was that all the lights were off. "OK, Freya, you wanna…" Anna began.
"Feel around for the light switch? You can bet that I do, especially considering I wanna see in here for when we discuss everything with the tutor, or even at all," Freya finished off for her friend Anna.
The two friends felt around for the light switch when Anna made an alarmingly fascinating discovery about the room in which she and her high school friend, Freya, were meeting their tutor. "I think I've found the light switch, but it's kinda odd for a light switch," she told her ivory-skinned, raven-haired friend from her days in high school.
Freya, however, did not care much that her semi-blonde redheaded high school friend, Anna, had found the light switch a little odd. "Well, who the hey cares if the light switch is a bit odd. Turn it on so we can actually get some light in here," Freya told Anna.
Anna turned on the lights, though it was done with a certain amount of struggling to get the lighting in the room at the correct degree for both herself and Freya. It was then and there that the two of them both realized that… "Oh my goodness," Anna said to her best friend from her high school days.
"What do you know? It's a dimmer switch," Freya finished off Anna's expression of surprise. "Radical, ain't it?" the raven-haired, ivory-skinned girl asked her semi-blonde redheaded high school friend.
"I guess it would be pretty cool if it actually made up for the fact that this room is completely empty except for us and the furniture, Freya," Anna told her friend. It was then that Freya looked even further around the room. True to what her high school friend, Anna, had told her, there was nothing around the room's premises except for a few or more old-looking tables and several banged up chairs lying on their sides around both of the girls.
"Ugh, this is where we're supposed to meet our tutor for our trouble with math, whoever he is?" Freya asked her friend since high school, Anna, before looking at the clock while Anna just looked at her watch.
"Well, it's not like he is even hear yet, Freya," Anna told her best friend since high school. "And it is technically just four minutes past five-fifteen. So, should we just wait a minute or two for whoever our tutor is to show up?"
"Now, I'm not saying that I particularly agree with you, Anna," Freya told her semi-blonde redheaded friend from back since their joint high school days. "I just think that we should at least wait for a bit if only to see if this is actually where we really are supposed to meet our tutor here in this room."
Upon Freya's agreement with Anna, more or less, the two high school friends set a couple of chairs up right just before sitting on them. Anna spoke up first if only to break the silence in which the room had wrapped their presence. "Boy, is it quiet in here? Kinda bare and eerie, too," she told her ivory-skinned, raven-haired high school friend, Freya.
"I'll say," Freya told her high school friend. "For one reason or another, this room kinda reminds me of the way I once saw the idea of solitary confinement from within jail on television as a child from before I'd even met you and Elsa. Only this room doesn't come with the kind of walls, floor or ceiling that you'd find in a padded jail cell."
Anna suddenly grew worried for both hers and her friend, Freya's, safety. "Did you just tell me that this room reminded you of one of the rooms in an asylum?" Anna asked her ivory-skinned, raven-haired high school friend.
"Yeah, I guess I kinda did," Freya told Anna nervously.
"Still though," Anna told Freya. "It barely provides too much cause for concern."
Ten more minutes had passed and still nobody else showed up for the two of them. "I'm beginning to wonder if I'd heard him wrong when I talked to him over the phone," Anna said.
"You were kinda busy with cooking our dinner while talking to him at the same time," Freya said, responding to her semi-blonde redheaded high school friend's concerns. "You could've probably misheard what he told you at the time."
"You're right, Freya," Anna told her ivory-skinned, raven-haired high school friend. "He/she could be waiting for us both in a completely different room on campus altogether, because why would any tutor wanna meet their cases in a room as lonely and depressing as this one, here?"
"Alright, Anna, let's try calling him again in case you actually did mishear him when he talked to you," Freya told her semi-blonde redheaded friend from their joint days in high school.
Suddenly just as the girls were about to pull out the cell phones which Anna's wealthy parents had gotten the both of them for Christmas the prior year, the two of them almost instantly heard the door open up. It was then that a tall and quite bulky blond guy walked through said door wearing a black coat and beanie hat. He held his head down towards the floor as though he did not wish to be there at the time. The minute he had finally looked up at the two of them, Anna and Freya had near instantly recognized him as the very same guy who they had both seen in English 101 when they were with Olaf at the time who had been thrown out of the class that day along with his own friend for him and him alone hating on fairytales.
He did not smile at the girls he had been hired to tutor even once. "Anna Fjordsen and Freya Nigari, I assume?" was all he had to say to the two high school friends.
Anna was the closest between her and Freya to the guy at the time, so she was the one who needed to answer him… by default, no less. "Um, yeah," She said. "Kristoff, was it?" she asked for his name.
The blonde guy from their English 101 class, this Kristoff, only nodded at the both of them to the question Anna had asked him while Freya was too timid to talk to the guy in question at all. Then, he walked over to both girls and set himself up across the table from them both. "Let's get down to business, then."
While Freya was too shy to even look at him, Anna just did not move at all as the semi-blonde redhead amongst the two girls in need of a tutor was studying hers and her friend's joint tutor like he was their next exam for the foreign language classes they were both taking with one another, Italian, German, Spanish and Mandarin Chinese.
A/N: Italian, German and Spanish are foreign language courses they offered at my old college. Spanish was the only one I'd ever taken. Mandarin Chinese was one of MANY foreign language courses I wish they offered at my old college. the list of foreign languages I wish was offered at my old college is a long and incredibly extensive one. you wouldn't even wanna know just how long and extensive it is. I went to American River College in North Highlands in the Sacramento area of California for college, by the way, should anyone wanna know. wish I'd gone to Folsom Lake College instead. they've a much more extensive foreign language program than any other college in my area. OK, enough ranting from me. back to the story, now.
Anna found it slightly hard to believe that a guy like Kristoff got a scholarship in a subject like Math, she was so puzzled. He did not look much like the book-smart type of guy. By the size of his muscles and his build, he looked a lot more like an American football jock than the scholarly type. The truth was that Kristoff really was quite large and stocky. He even had the attitude that one would have normally expected from a basic jock stereotype from television, what with the show he made out of himself and his brunet friend, Sven, in English just the other day when the two of them were kicked out of class.
Kristoff then gave Anna a look of some sort. "Is there a problem you two have with me that I don't know about?" he said, rather intimidatingly.
Anna just looked at the expression on Kristoff's face only to realize that she had been caught staring at him as she studied him like an exam. "Oh, no. Nothing's wrong with you tutoring us. I'm just wondering…" Anna began before Freya took over.
"Why do we have to meet in here, anyway? Shouldn't we have met in the library or something?" Freya finally finished asking Kristoff for herself and for her friend, Anna.
"I was actually gonna ask that, myself. Why aren't we meeting in the library? I mean, don't most tutors meet in the library? But I suppose I could go with my friend's questions for you, too," Anna asked Kristoff further on the subject about meeting in such a place as where they were at the time.
Kristoff only sighed in exasperation at the two gal pals' questions about tutors like him usually meeting their tutoring assignments in the library. "Yes, they do. I'm not most tutors, though," he informed both Anna and Freya, not exactly wanting to discuss the subject with the two of them at the time, or any other time. "If you gotta know that badly, though, I just like to meet my tutoring assignments here, because it's a lot closer to my home apartment."
"Don't you like to walk… at all?" Anna asked Kristoff for both herself and Freya.
"No," Kristoff told the semi-blonde redhead flatly.
Freya finally decided to talk to hers and Anna's tutor about the library where most tutors met. "Are you sure about that? I mean, you could meet a ton of interesting people at the library," the ivory-skinned, raven-haired girl concluded for her semi-blonde redhead of a high school friend to their shared blond tutor with quite the attitude for anti-social behavior and causing several other kinds of trouble.
Kristoff only responded to Anna and Freya by rolling his eyes at both of the girls he had been sent to tutor in Math. "Right," Anna whispered to her friend, Freya.
"Apparently, this guy's not exactly much of a talker, is he, Anna?" Freya whispered back to Anna.
"We'll just have to think of a way to go and change that much about him, won't we, Freya?" Anna whispered to Freya with a ton of conviction in her words about such an idea of turning their shared tutor's personality around one way or another.
"That still bakes the question about what that brunet friend of his with the messy hair is like beyond just getting kicked out of class just through his association with this guy, alone, though," Freya whispered back to Anna about Kristoff's shaggy-haired brunet friend, Sven.
There was a small silence as soon as Anna and Freya were both finally done whispering as quietly as they could about their shared tutor, Kristoff's, anti-socialism and his personal life. Both girls were just about to give up on even trying to get him to socialize with the both of them in any way when Anna suddenly thought of something to break the ice between him and them.
"So," she started. "What Year is this for you?"
Kristoff only raised an eyebrow at Anna. "Why do you wanna know that?" he asked the semi-blonde redhead.
Anna was not very prepared to answer such an unprecedented question from a surprisingly anti-social person as Kristoff was, but it was progress, nonetheless. "Well, the thing is that… I don't know if my friend, Freya, wants it, but I, myself, just wanna know how much more advanced our tutor is than the two of us," Anna told Kristoff, also explaining her condition to Freya.
Luckily for Anna, Freya caught onto Anna's effort to make Kristoff talk about himself quickly enough to know that it was about finding out more about their shared tutor. "Oh, right, Anna! Good call," Freya told Kristoff to help her best friend since high school's claim. "All we really want from you is only to know just how much more advanced in his studies at this school our tutor, Kristoff, is than we are," the raven-haired, ivory-skinned girl finished her claim to back up her semi-blonde redheaded friend, Anna's, words to the guy.
Kristoff only responded to Anna and Freya's collective questions with yet another eye roll before he finally told both of his tutoring responsibilities just what they had wanted to hear from him. "Fine, if you two ladies gotta know that badly, I'm a junior at Arendelle University," the slightly grumpy blond guy told both girls he was assigned to tutor in their mathematics class for the two ladies' shared college life.
Of course, Anna was more than willing to give hers and her ivory-skinned, raven-haired friend's shared tutor a response. "Oh, really now?" Anna asked Kristoff.
Just as her semi-blonde redheaded girl friend had responded to their shared tutor's answer to their questions, Freya also sent hers and Anna's shared tutor, Kristoff, her own response to the two gal pals' questions. "You don't say, dude," Freya commented to the slightly grumpy blond guy.
Then, Anna responded further to hers and her friend, Freya's, shared tutor, Kristoff's, answer about what year he was at Arendelle University. "My sister, Elsa, is actually a junior, herself. Maybe, you'd met her before. Last name Fjordsen," Anna finally finished with her end of their 'attempted' conversation with Kristoff.
Kristoff just murmured before responding again to the ladies who were both his tutoring assignments. "Highly doubtful," the slightly grumpy blond guy told the semi-blonde red head and her ivory-skinned, raven-haired friend, both of whom were his tutoring assignments for that very day at that specific time, even if he, himself, was a little late to his own tutoring session with the two of them.
Of course, Anna was a little put-out by hearing that her sister, Elsa's, own isolation expanded to the whole school and not just to her and their shared foster sister, Freya. "Oh, yeah. I guess that makes sense when talking about her, after all. I'm pretty sure Elsa takes all her classes online ever since the day she kinda dropped right off the map during her sophomore year at Arendelle University," the semi-blonde redhead said sadly.
Of course, Freya was just about ready to save their conversation with this guy if it was the last thing she would ever do for her best friend and eventual foster sister, Anna. "Obviously, we just thought you might've known Elsa before all that," the raven-haired, ivory-skinned girl amongst their little group told the slightly grumpy blond guy further about her other foster sister who pretty much left both the two of them and her own parents right in the middle of her sophomore year. Like Anna, Elsa's surprisingly vague reasons for basically dropping off the map from even her own direct relatives were something that Freya wished she, herself, knew anything about.
Of course, ever the apathetic grump, Kristoff only responded back to both the girl friends with a flat 'NO!' and with no such thing as empathy for either one of the two lady friends, Anna and Freya.
Not to be put out any further by this guy, however, Anna just tried harder to make hers and Freya's joint conversation with Kristoff interesting in any way to the slightly grumpy and brooding blond guy. "Freya and I, ourselves, have already met lots of awesome people since we started here just a few weeks ago," Anna told Kristoff for both herself and for Freya to which the blond grump just gave yet another eye roll. 'Just what exactly was it with this guy even doing that?' Anna thought to herself in her head.
Meanwhile, Freya tried at her own attempt to brighten the mood since it had clearly been needed. "Yeah! My friend, Anna, and I actually made a new friend on our first day here. His name's Olaf, and he's just a little guy who quite possibly loves everyone. It's just so cute and pure!" the raven-haired, ivory-skinned girl amongst the two girl friends told the blond who was apparently quite the pessimist.