Jelsa Running with the stripper

Chapter 1

<<<ELSA'S POV>>>

RING RING RING

It's 6:00am, I yawn loudly and stretch. I turn my alarm off. I walk over to my walk in wardrobe to prepare for another long day. Oh! I'm so rude, I haven't introduced myself!

Hi, I'm Elsa! Elsa Amelia Arrendelle. I'm 20 years old in 3 weeks time. I'm the eldest. I have a little sister called Anna Isabella Arrendelle. She is perfect! She has the perfect life! I don't despise her or anything, but Anna is free to do anything she wants. My life is controlled by my father, Adgar James Arrendelle.

I'm picking out what to wear for today. I pick out my light blue wedges, black pants and my long plain sleeved light blue jumper. I take a nice, cold shower.

I get dressed into my outfit and dry my hair. I can't decide how to have my hair today! Should I have it down in curls? Up in a bun? A French braid? Straightened?

In the end, I curled my hair and left it down, it's hip length size. I quite like my hair, it's a unique platinum blonde. Anna adores my hair colour, but it's strange no one in our family has platinum blonde hair.

I walk downstairs to the kitchen. Oh, did I tell you I live in a huge mansion? No? Well, now you know! I make myself some Nutella on toast. I grab my car keys and head to the garage. I jump into my blue Lamborghini and drive to Arrendelle Inc.

I walk into my office and Anna is there. She smiles at me and hugs me tightly. I hug back, of course!

"Hey, sis!" Anna smiles.

"Hey," I smile back.

"Dad wants to talk to you," Anna says.

"Do you know what for?" I ask.

"Not a clue," Anna shrugs.

"I will be back," I smile.

Now, I'm in the elevator going to the top floor. My Dad is sweet, but I want to rule my own life! Next thing you know, he's going to put me in an arranged marriage! I better not say that, because he would! I'm not actually joking either. I knock the door.

"Come in!" I hear someone shout.

I sigh heavily and put on a fake smile. He can't see through my fake smiles nobody can, not even Anna sometimes! I walk in and close the door.

"Dad? You wanted to see me?" I ask.

"Ah, Elsa! You're here," Dad smiles.

"Is there a problem, Dad?" I ask.

"No, not at all!" Dad smiles.

"Sit," Dad says.

I walk over slowly. He has a sweet smile on his face. It's almost too sweet...oh no. What now?

"What is it, Dad?" I ask politely.

"You have an arranged marriage!" Dad says.

"Wait! What?!" I exclaim.

"You have an arranged marriage!" Dad repeats.

"Dad! I've had enough! This has gone too far!" I shout.

"Stop shouting at me, young lady!" Dad warns.

"No! I want to be free! Why can't I?! Anna can and I can't?!" I rage.

"ENOUGH! YOU WILL DO AS I SAY!" Dad shouts.

"I hate you..." I cry.

His face is quite shocked that I just said that. He reaches out for me and I slap his hand away. I run out of his office and Anna sees me. I run straight past Anna.