Today is the day. I want to get it over with, but I also don't want to leave. My mansion, more specifically my room, has been my home for years, and now...I'm being thrust into a new world. A world that has always been there. A world I don't want to be a part of. I know it's not forever, just ten months, but ten months is still a very long time.

Which is why I am currently standing outside on my balcony, taking my last few pictures of the scenery below. I had already taken pictures of everything else hours before. I saved the best, the garden below me, for last, and now as I stare at the picture...I can see that it's nothing compared to the real thing. I'm going to miss it.

I looked at my surroundings one last time before I turned around and walked back inside my bedroom, closing the balcony doors behind me. As I did this, I heard a knock on the door.

"Miss Elsa?" A maid asked from the other side. "Your bags are packed in the limo, and your parents are waiting for you."

"I'll be right there." I say and watch her shadow from under the door walk away. I look around my large room one more time before walking to my door. I grip the doorknob, and take a deep breath in.

You can do this, Elsa. You can do this.

I open up the door and made my way downstairs. At the end of the staircase, I saw Anna hugging mama and papa. They hugged her back and said their goodbyes and love. I wanted so desperately to be a part of that hug, but knew it would be too weird. I haven't hugged my parents in so long. I don't even remember the last time I hugged them. I wish I never pushed them away like I did with Anna, Rapunzel, and Olaf. I haven't seen or spoken to Olaf in six years. I hope life is treating him well.

When I make it to the bottom of the stairs, Anna was done hugging our parents and was heading out the door, sneaking a quick glance at me. I thought nothing of it as I greeted my parents. "Mother, father," I say in the formal tone I've always greeted them in.

"Elsa," Papa greeted with the nod of his head.

"Do you have everything?" Mama asked. Her eyes were red with tears, which made mine begin to sting. I already cried earlier. I do not need to start again, especially in front of them. I need to be strong. I need to conceal my emotions. Conceal, don't feel.

"Yes, I do," I reply, and without meaning to, I blurt, "Do I have to go?"

Mama and Papa both sigh, and it was mama who answered me. "Elsa, this'll be a great experience for you."

I never talk back unless I'm desperate...which I am. "But I'm not so sure this is such a good idea. I mean, what if-"

"You'll be fine, Elsa," Papa interrupts, reassuringly. "Try to be more like your sister. This is the most I've ever seen her excited." Mama nods in agreement.

But I'm not her. I can't even try to be like her.

I knew there was no point in arguing. The time has come, and there's nothing I can do about it. With pursed lips, I nodded in 'understanding', and walked out the door without saying 'goodbye', 'I love you', or giving them a hug. One of our butlers was holding the limo door open for me and I hesitantly climbed inside. Anna sat in front of the food bar, munching on some snacks, while I sat right next to the door I entered from. She said nothing to me as she munched away, and I said nothing to hear as I listened to her loud crunching. It hasn't even been a minute yet and things are already awkward. Great.

I look outside the window as the limo starts and watched as mama and papa stood on the marble steps of our porch, talking to each other. They then turn their attention back to the limo as it drives away. I then suddenly jump out of my skin when Anna suddenly shouts.

"Bye you guys!" She was standing now, her upper bodysticking out of the sunroof. She was waving frantically at them and I couldn't help but smile.

I watched them wave back, and I even noticed mama wipe away her tears. It was then that I was hit with a pang of guilt. I should have told them goodbye. I should have told them I love them. I should have hugged them. I should have done what any loving daughter would have done.

Before the guilt could really sink in, I shook it all away. I need to get a hold of it before I start crying in front of Anna. It's not like I'm never going to see them again. I'm just being emotional due to my stress and nervousness. I plug in my earphones to my phone, put them in my ears, and played my music for a much needed distraction. I then close my eyes and leaned against the window.

When we get to the airport it's gonna be a long flight to Burgess. I'm not ready, but...I guess all students feel that way when the school year begins. But then again, not every student knows what it's like to be me.

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The plane ride from California to Pennsylvania lasted six hours, and the limo ride to the house lasted another hour. For the entire seven hours, Anna and I didn't speak to each other at all. Granted, she did sleep for the majority of the time. The sun was setting when we make it to the Corona Mansion, and as we pulled into the driveway, Anna sticks her body out through the sunroof again. She cheered as the limo drove up the hill, and cheered even louder when we approached the house.

"We're here!" She exclaimed. "Elsa, we're finally here!"

I was taken aback when she said my name, but still smiled. "I can see that." I say, speaking to her for the very first time this day. "It looks exactly as I remember it." I haven't been here in six years. Holiday gatherings were always held at our house after the accident. I've never been hit with such a strong wave of nostalgia before. The memories are pleasant, but also sad.

Anna looked down at me and smiled. "I know, right? I wonder if the inside is the same."

The limo circled around the fountain that stood in the center of the main driveway and parked in front of the large mansion doors. A Corona butler was already waiting outside, and he opened the limo door for me before I could even touch the handle. "Welcome home," he said, smiling.

"Thank you," I say as I exit the long vehicle and ignored the homesick feeling I felt when he said home. It hasn't even been a day yet, and I'm already homesick. As the butlers gathered our bags, I walked towards the stairs, but dared not to walk up to the doors. If I did, then that would mean that this really is happening. I just need a few more moments. Just a few-

I jump when the doors suddenly fly open and my cousin came into view. She gasps when she saw me and grins. "Oh my gosh, you're finally here!"

"Rapunzel!" I hear Anna exclaim from behind me, and next thing I know she's running fast me and skipping up the stairs. My cousin meets her halfway and they both embrace each other in a tight hug. I couldn't help but smile at the adorable sight.

"Oh my gosh," Anna said, "I haven't seen you since the fourth of July."

Rapunzel giggles. "That was literally last month."

"Oh shush! August is nearly over, so technically it's been two months."

"Whatever you say, Anna."

Just then, Aunt Arianna walks through the door with a huge smile on her face. "Well, if it isn't my favorite nieces."

Anna squeals in delight and removes herself from our cousin to embrace our aunt. "Aunt Ari," she said, "the aunt who I was partially named after. It's so good to see you again. Where's Uncle Fred?"

"He's still working," Aunt Ari answered. Her eyes then connected with mine and her smile widens. "Wow," she said as she and Anna pull away from each other, "I still can't believe how much you resemble your mother. You're like her twin."

I smile, suddenly feeling shy under Rapunzel and Anna's stares. "So I've been told," I then gesture to Rapunzel. "Your daughter looks exactly like you too."

Rapunzel grins at me as she pulls her ankle-length golden blonde braided hair to her front, over her shoulder. "The only thing that sets us apart from our moms is the hair color. I find that weirdly cool."

I nod in agreement. "Indeed."

"Well," Aunt Ari starts without missing a beat, "let's get you girls inside. The butlers will put your bags in your rooms. You two also made it just in time for dinner. You're probably starved."

Just then Anna's stomach growled, making Ari and Rapunzel burst into laughter. I laughed too, but it was quiet and was covered up by the laughter of my cousin and aunt. Anna giggled before saying, "Yeeaahhh, I could definitely go for an actual mean and not snacks."

And I could seriously go for a long nap. However, not wanting to be rude, I decided to pull through with the dinner. I am a little hungry anyway.

I feared the dinner was going to be extruciatingly awkward, but luckily Anna and Rapunzel spoke the entire time. I'm glad they're bond is still intact, but sometimes...sometimes I can't help but feel jealous of Rapunzel. She was there that night. She went to therapy too. She was also sworn into secrecy. And yet she recovered quicker than I did. Hell, I think I'm still trying to recover.

"So Elsa," Aunt Ari says when dessert was brought out. It was the first time since dinner started that my name was mentioned, "Are you excited for school? It's yours and Rapunzel's Senior Year. How exciting!"

"I'm more nervous than excited," I confessed. "Anna and I have been homeschooled all our lives. When I was told that I'd be going to an actual school for the first time in my entire life for my last year of high school, I honestly felt like I was going to throw up."

"Did you?" Anna asked, genuinely intrigued.

"No," I answered. "But I almost did. Many times."

"I felt the same way when I started high school as a Freshman," Rapunzel said, joining the conversation, "but I was more excited than nervous. Try not to worry, though. It really isn't that bad. Nothing at all like how the TV shows and movies portray them to be." I completely forgot about Rapunzel being homeschooled. She was homeschooled up until a few years ago.

"So no high school parties?" Anna asked, pouting. "Or love drama?"

Rapunzel giggles. "No, there's parties, and there's definitely drama, but it's not as extreme as it is in show, movies, and books. However, maybe that's because I don't associate myself with those who always love drama."

"Which is good," Aunt Ari joined in, "Drama is...pointless." She sighs and her eyes seemed to glaze over as though she was having a memory.

"So Rapunzel," Anna began, jumping into a different topic, "How many cute boys are at the school?"

Rapunzel burst into a fit of giggles, while Aunt Arianna merely shook her head. "Oh Anna," my aunt said, trying not to smile. "Education before boys. Maybe sending you to a public school is a bad idea."

Anna pouted again and threw herself backwards against the dining chair. "Oh come on! I promise I'll be good."

"To an extent," Rapunzel teased, smiling as she sipped her drink. "But to answer your question, there's a lot. I think I'm going to have to give my guy friends a warning about you."

"No! Don't do that!" Anna pleaded then giggled.

"Just promise not to rush into a relationship, okay?" Aunt Ari said to Anna. "And remember: Just because he's cute, handsome, sexy, whatever it is you kids are saying these days, it doesn't mean he's the one. There's so much more to love than just appearance."

Anna rolls her eyes teasingly. "You're a stinker."

Aunt Ari laughs. "No, my dear, I am a concerned aunt."

Their words continued on, but I zoned them out as I began to lose myself to my thoughts. The thought of Anna having a boyfriend doesn't settled well with me at all. She's only 15. She's my little sister. She doesn't need a boyfriend, especially at this age when hormones are at their highest, specifically for the boys.

I can already tell I'm going to have a lot of trouble with her and the boys she's interested in. I just don't know if I should intervene or not. I want to protect her, to be the overprotective older sister, but...do I even have the right to? After all, I lost that right as a sister the day I pushed her away.

"Well," Aunt Air says as she stands up, snapping me out of my thoughts, "it's starting to get late and I know you girls are exhausted. We have a big day tomorrow, so get as much rest as you can, okay?" Anna and Rapunzel start to get up, but I remained in my seat, confused.

"Wait," I say, "what's happening tomorrow?"

Aunt Ari's eyes go wide. "Oh my gosh," she said in disbelief, "I can't believe I forgot to tell you. You three have Open House tomorrow."

"Open house?" Anna questioned.

"It's when you meet the teachers and get the list of supplies you'll need for each class," Rapunzel answered. "You also get to look around the campus, which is something you'll definitely need to do. Wouldn't want you to get lost on the first day."

I couldn't stop the grimace that appeared on my face at the thought. Anna voiced my thoughts. "Ew," she said, "I'd hate that. Talk about embarrassing."

Rapunzel and I both nod in agreement. "Exactly," my cousin said.

After that, we all leave the dining room and head for our bedrooms. Aunt Ari's bedroom is on the bottom floor, but she walked with us upstairs to our rooms. Rapunzel's room was the first door in the hallway to the left, mine was the second one in the middle, and Anna's was the very last one. Each door also had painted designs in our signature colors. Rapunzel's was light purple, pink, and yellow. Mine was light blue, medium blue, and dark purple. Anna's was magenta, dark blue, and green. Our names were even painted at the very top.

I knew before I even walked inside my room that I would love it, and I was proven right. Everything about my new room put my old room to shame. Periwinkle rosemaling wallpaper covered the walls and a gorgeous violet rosemaling rug was placed on the center of the wooden floor. To my left, on the wall, hung a giant flatscreen tv, and next to it, in the corner was my walk-in closet. On the right corner of my room was a large white fireplace. My bed was a couple feet away from it, placed along the wall in the very center so it could be right in front of the tv. On the other side of my bed, was my desk with a large mirror attached to it. However, what really caught my interest was the large triangular window that came with a window seat.

It wasn't until I walked toward it that I noticed the two handles. The windows open up. When I peered outside, I noticed a very large balcony. "It stretches from my room to Anna's," I hear Rapunzel say from behind me.

I could hear Anna and Aunt Ari laughing in Anna's room, so when I turned around, all I saw was my cousin. "Anna and I have the same window and window seat, " she continued as she slowly made her way to me, "and since it's one large connected balcony, we can all sneak out in the middle of the night to star gaze or whatever. Have you ever slept outside on your balcony before?"

"I can't say that I have," I reply with the shake of my head as I sat down on the window seat.

Rapunzel smiles. "It's awesome. We should do it sometime."

"Maybe," I say, and quickly went on before an awkward silence could greet us. "So...did you paint the designs on the doors?"

My cousin nods. "I did! Aren't they pretty?" She did a little twirl and giggled.

"They're gorgeous," I correct.

"I even helped out with your room," Rapunzel continued as she took the liberty to sit next to me. She did it so casually too. As if it's something she's never stopped doing. "Your mom and dad, of course, picked everything out. They picked things that they knew you'd like, hoping it would make your stay here more comfortable. More...at home."

"They did?" I asked, surprised.

Rapunzel nodded and pushed a few stray strands of hair behind her ear. "Yeah. They're definitely good at what they do."

"Yeah," I smiled fondly, "they are. Papa designs the buildings, but mama decides what everything on the inside should look like. They make quite the team." My smile turns into a sad frown. I should have said goodbye. I should have hugged them. I should have said I loved them.

"Hey," Rapunzel said, bringing my attention to her. She took me off guard when she wrapped an arm around my shoulders. "I know you're sad and scared, but...it's not forever, okay? You'll see them again. I'm sure they'll call or skype whenever they can. Plus, I have a feeling they're going to come home early to see you at our graduation. God, can you believe it? We're finally Seniors!"

I flash her a weak smile, only half-way cheered up. "Yeah...it's crazy."

"Everything is going to fine," she said, reassuringly. "I promise, and when I promise something I never ever break that promise. Ever. Right, Pascal?" She looks at her shoulder, and it was then that I noticed her green chameleon. Rapunzel giggles at her pet and says to me, "Pascal agrees." She surprises me again by hugging me.

For a moment, I did nothing, too frozen in shock. Rapunzel sensed my discomfort right when I decided to hug her back. She pulls away before I could and sends me an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry. I just...I haven't hugged you in such a long time. We see each other during the holidays, but we haven't hugged each other at all these last six years since you...since you always distanced yourself. I thought...well I thought you really needed a hug since that was such a deep moment and-"

"It's fine, Rapunzel," I interrupt before she could start rambling, "I...I liked it. It brought back memories."

Rapunzel's worried features soften. "It did," she said, smiling. "Hopefully," she nervously tugged at her hair, "we can make new ones?"

"We...we can try. I'll try." And I meant it. All these years, I feared it was too late to rekindle my relationship with my family. But now, after having this touching moment, perhaps I was wrong.

Maybe moving here won't be so bad after all. Maybe...maybe it's not too late to fix what I've broken.