Arendelle Academy [high school AU mericcup jelsa RotBTFD Big 8]

Chapter 5: Elsa

"Oh, hey Elsa!" Anna chirped happily.

"Hi Anna, sorry I bumped into you. I wasn't really looking where I was going." I apologized.

I was kind of thinking about how I totally tricked that jerk Hans back there.

"Oh, it's ok Elsa, at least be happy it was me and not Ms. Works or Mr. Disney," she said, lightening the mood.

"Ha, yeah, that would have been bad. Oh, about that, what's the deal with the two vice principals, instead of one head principal?" I asked curiously.

"Well," she began, " with the research I've done, which, let me tell you is a lot; I've figured out that Walt Disney used to be the founder of his own high school. Ms. Works did the same thing but she had to close hers because there weren't enough students and too many teachers. Funny 'cause this school is pretty much an even split don't you think?" She rambled.

I'm beginning to think that she does that frequently, but I just started seeing her more often so I could be wrong.

See, I'm the eldest, heiress to my father's well-known Mauricedottir ice company. I'm expected to be perfect. She's expected to be normal. She never has to worry about her gloves slipping off and freezing everything within range of her power. Besides, her power is pretty much harmless. If anything, it's good for everyone. It's also kind of cheesy, so I've been teasing her a lot for it ever since I . Don't worry though, I do it playfully. Alright, here it is, she-has-the-power-of-making-people-happy-when-she-talks-or-sings.

So while I was making living snowmen, Anna was singing with birds and butterflies. First we great friends, but then we got really distant. That's because when we were both really little, and I couldn't control my powers nearly as well as I can now. Well, one day we were playing, like most five to seven year olds do, and I lost control. What's worse is that I hurt her, my only sister and I still regret it.

Suddenly everything changed. Our parents told me to stay inside and constantly practice controlling my powers. So I stayed inside, but with all the time I had on my hands I thought. I thought about my powers. I thought about my parents. But most of all, I thought about how I wasn't the big sister that Anna deserved. She wasn't safe around me anymore. So I stayed away from her as much as I could. She says that I ignored her and pretended she didn't exist. And I sorta did. But if anyone bothers to ask me, she didn't seem to miss me when she was smiling at rainbows, and I was living in a world of frozen chaos.

She wasn't very persistent either; I feel like she could have at least tried to do more, she could have knocked down the door even. I don't think I'd have cared what she did as long as it showed me she loved me. Whatever, it doesn't matter anymore anyway. We're gonna go to the same school this year, so I'll finally be able to catch up with my long lost sister. That's all I'm gonna say about that. Anyway, back to the present.

"So, Anna the guy that was giving me a tour of the school wasn't a very good tour guide. Heck, Hans was-"

"Hans!" she yelled, interrupting me.

And by the looks of it, she was totally star-struck. Hmm, I guess that movie star smile actually works on some girls.

"Oh, isn't he gorgeous?" she gushed.

"Incredibly handsome, more like incredibly idiotic." I muttered under my breath.

"What was that?" she asked innocently.

"Nothing." I replied.

"Umm, by the way, would you mind, maybe giving me an actual tour of the school? I didn't really learn anything when Hans was giving me the tour." I said sheepishly.

Why was it this hard to ask my sister for a simple favor?

"I know right. When he's around, its like you can't focus. It's almost like a movie where time slows to stop, classical music plays in the background, and everything around you blurs until you can only see him."

She sighed.

"I think it's love at first sight."

"Oh please," I breathed, obviously exasperated, "you've only known this guy for less than one day, Anna. Do you you know his power? Do you know his personality? Do you know his friends? He could hate chocolate for all you know!"

"No," she gasped, "not chocolate!"

"Yup," I replied, hanging my head.

"The truth is," I continued, my voice shaking as if I was crying, "some poor unfortunate souls just don't comprehend such greatness that is chocolate. Sad as it is, their feeble just contain the knowledge that there is something better than ice cream or donuts."

Anna leaned her head down and fake sobbed.

After that, I couldn't help myself. Soon enough I was crying too, but I cried because my sides hurt from laughing so much.

Anna snorted and I laughed even harder, but after maybe ten minutes of giggling on the floor, our laughter finally died down.

Silence.

No laughing.

No talking.

Awkward . . .

"So how about that tour I was gonna give you?" She asked.

"Oh, yeah, the tour," I repeated.

But as we began to make our way down the hall, I could've sworn I saw a little boy in the hallway looking at us like we were the weirdest kids on the planet.

And maybe we were.