Heavy footsteps, something jingling, and a little bit of whistling.

Those are the things that interrupted Mrs. Allen's relatively quiet third period bio class that Thursday afternoon. The noises got closer and closer until they sounded as if they were a few feet from the door, and then stopped. Anna was one of the only students who kept their noses in their book when the owner of the noises entered the classroom. She continued taking notes on the periodic table as Mrs. Allen introduced the new girl to the class, not taking any interest in this Elsa girl.

It was only when the noises picked up again for a few seconds, then stopped near Anna did the red haired girl finally look up to take in her surroundings. Towering over her was the new student. This girl looked as if she ate nails for breakfast and people for lunch, decked out in all black with the exception of the logo of some rock band on her shirt, those monstrosities in her ears about the size of nickels that surely left huge, unflattering gapes in the cartilage when taken out, and a look on her face that could make a grown man cower in fear. Anna herself was slightly frightened by the creature, but tried her hardest not to let it show too much.

The girl twirled a set of keys in her hands and gave Anna a little smirk. ″Can I sit here?″ She asked, gesturing towards the empty seat at her table. Anna nodded, watching the girl as she set her book bag on the ground and descended into the chair with a certain air of elegance which quickly depleted when she pushed the chair back and propped her feet on the black tabletop. Elsa twirled the keys in her hand once more before she leaned over to put them in her bag. She took out her phone started messing around on it. Anna, setting her pencil down in slight frustration, glared at the girl until she got her attention.

″You're not really supposed to do that.″ She informed the new girl who obviously didn't know the rules.

Elsa cocked her head at the girl as if she had never been told what was acceptable and not acceptable before. She threw up her hands in mock defeat and made a production of putting her feet back on the ground. Pretending to clean off any scuff marks she might have made on the table with her shoes, she said ″Sorry ma'am, didn't realize getting comfortable was against the law nowadays.″

″Excuse you,″ Anna retorted ″It's common sense that you're not supposed to do things like that in a classroom. It's not professional.″

Elsa scoffed and slid Anna's text book away from her and in front of herself. Grabbing a pen and a notebook from her bag, she looked as if she was going to start taking notes on the text in front of her, much to Anna's surprise. Instead, she started doodling some nonsense in the textbook, in her notebook, on the table, etc. At one point she attempted to make some markings on Anna herself. She was able to manage a one-eyed angry face before the frustrated girl snatched her hand away and grabbed the textbook back from the new girl that was quickly getting on her nerves.

″Okay, we're getting off on the wrong foot here.″ Elsa said, glancing over at the teacher to make sure she wasn't paying any attention to the two of them. She stuck her hand out towards the redhead. ″Hello, my name is Elsa and I would very much like to finish the beautiful piece of artwork I was putting together on your hand which you obviously are not very appreciative of. That was very rude, by the way. You never disrupt an artist at work.″

Anna, even though she was annoyed by this Elsa character, accidentally let out a little laugh.

″Aw you see, I'm a good person, I knew you'd like me. ″

Anna rolled her eyes and went back to looking at her text book and taking more notes. Naturally, she was the first one to finish up for the day. She closed the book and put her finished notes into a folder and put it in her bag. She leaned back in her chair, watching the clock as it ticked and tocked. There was still about twenty minutes left of class before lunch and she had nothing to do. Apparently neither did Elsa because all she did for the remaining twenty minutes was poke Anna, trying to start a conversation, even though Mrs. Allen shushed her several times. Every now and then Elsa would say something funny that would make Anna giggle. Hearing that soft noise that would come out of her whenever she did filled Elsa with a wave of pride that could only be refueled once she was able to do it again. Though after being hushed about five or six more times by the biology teacher, she finally took the hint and settled into her chair, almost mirroring the way Anna was sitting.

The punk girl periodically glanced over at Anna, taking her in. She looked her up and down, Anna trying to pretend like she wasn't noticing it. She watched as the smaller girl licked her thumb and started rubbing at the drawing on the opposite hand in hopes that it would disappear, knowing well that it wouldn't. Elsa smirked when she groaned at the one-eyed angry face that only turned into a dark smudge when she tried to make it go away.

When the bell finally rang for lunch, Anna hurried out of the classroom as fast as she could, hoping not to get caught up in Elsa. But, to Anna's surprise, Elsa actually made it out of the room before she had. The taller girl hadn't even glanced at the girl she had been pestering the entire period, she just left. She wasn't exactly sure why she was so offended by it, but she was.

AN okay so this is something that's been jumping around in my head for the past few days and I just wanted to get it out before it drove me crazy. It's not starting out too good and may seem a little rough right now, but I promise it will get better. Also, it's pretty gosh diddly dang late where I am right now so even though I've looked over this for any errors, if there still are any, I swear it's because I'm so tired and just didn't notice.

I hope you enjoyed this, thanks for reading!