Chapter one

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Elsa's POV

BEEEEEP!!

My alarm clock startles me as I awake. I stare at the picture of me, Anna, my dog Olaf, and - my parents.

I felt like I needed the picture there even though it made me sad. With my parents gone, I felt as if it were only Anna and I against the entire world.

I dragged myself out of bed. School was sort of fun to me. I enjoyed learning but I had no friends. Like at all. Besides Anna, there was nobody that I could depend on. Maybe this year will be different...

It was the first day for me at this new school. I decided that I would wear a pair of longer jean shorts and a sky blue tunic that matched my large blue eyes. I put my platinum blonde hair in a coiled bin at the nape of my neck and tied a ribbon around it.

"ELSAAAAAAAAA," my rambunctious 16 year old sister Anna yelled.

"What is it Anna?"

"Breakfast"

"I'll be right down!"

I brushed my teeth and went downstairs. My foster father, Kai, was in the kitchen making eggs.

"Elsa! Finally! I thought that you would never come down!"

I laughed. "Well that would be strange considering I don't even spend 10 minutes in my room anymore."

Anna looked sad for a moment. After my parents had died I went into a depression. I stayed in my room for months. I worried and crude and knew that I wasn't healthy. I drove myself to the doctor's and my doctor was Kai. He gave me some anti-depressants and led me through counseling. He eventually met Anna and decided to adopt us. I was cured for the most part. I am still extremely anti-social.

Anna soon brightened.

"At least I have you back."

"Yes you do."

Kai eventually came in with eggs and bacon and soon after, we were off to school.

--------time warp!!!

After getting off the bus, Anna and I stared at the high school.

It was one of the largest buildings that I had ever seen!

We looked at each other.

"Let's do this"

Anna walked at little ahead of me with her head held high and attracted a lot more attention than

invisible me. I walked with my head bent downward and plowed through the crowd.

I ran into someone.

On my first day.

Way to go Elsa.

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