"I heard that his family left him because of how mean he was."

"Really? Well, someone told me that he nearly killed a kid. I mean look how big he is!"

"I could see it, seeing how quiet he is and everything. It's always the quiet ones you know. Plus, he has the muscles for it." Kristoff chuckled to himself as he listened to the people talk behind him as he stood at his locker.

He was completely used to hearing people talk about him, it was an everyday event at school. He caught on to it the first day he transferred here his freshmen year. They would pretend to talk as quiet as possible but in reality, they said it loud enough just for him to hear it.

Over the past two years, he had gotten used to it. At first, he would have to grip his locker to control the anger that would boil in him over comments about his real family, his new family, where he came from, his clothes, his friend Sven; the stories never ended.

"They just don't have anything else to do, Kristoff. That's all!" His mother had told him the first time he had overheard them. Eventually, Kristoff just decided to brush them off. He found them quite humorous to talk about him all the time. Like his mother said, they really just didn't have anything else to do.

"Well, I feel bad for his girlfriend then. I mean, he has to be forcing her to date him."

"Oh most definitely! Who would want to date some brute like that?"

"I heard he threatened her last boyfriend, making him break up with her so he could have her."

"See I heard different, I heard he punched the guy and then just ran off with her. She really didn't have a choice but to date him."

"I could see that happening for sure!"

Kristoff couldn't help but smile to himself. Though his life was and had been crappy from the start, one thing had changed that recently: Anna. She came into his life his sophomore year, when he knew no one. Being the kind and gentle soul she was, she had offered him her friendship and he had happily accepted. They had been friends ever since, Kristoff hiding his true feelings for her the entire time.

At the time they had met, she was dating some senior named Hans. He had been kind to her, or so Kristoff thought. It turned out that Hans had been using her, and cheating on her on a regular basis. Sadly, Anna had been too excited at the idea of dating someone so cool and older to notice; but Kristoff had. So when the day came when Anna called him saying she needed him, he knew what had happened.

Sure enough, Anna had spied Hans cheating on her with some other girl at the mall. They had walked around, hand in hand, kissing each other without a care in the world; and Anna had seen it all. Heartbroken, she had hid herself in the bathroom. She had cried for God knows how long before she called Kristoff, asking for him to get her.

Kristoff had immediately jumped in his truck and floored it. Running through the mall, he had searched desperately for the right store and finally he found it. He stood outside the closed door and knocked softly. After a moment Anna opened the door, her eyes and cheeks red from tears. Seeing her like that because of that low life jerk had made his blood boil. He held her close, hugging her tightly as she began to cry again. They had stayed there until she had gotten out the last bit of tears and was ready to go. But, Hans had made the mistake of walking right into them and didn't even flinch when he saw Anna.

Without even hesitating, without even letting Hans say a word, Kristoff had punched him square in the nose. Sure, Hans was older but he was shorter and not near as buff as Kristoff; even at his young age. Kristoff had ignored the girl's screams and Han's taunts as he escorted Anna out, who had been quiet the whole time. When they had made it out of the mall and to his truck, Anna had surprised him. After helping her into the truck, without saying a word, Anna had leaned in and kissed him. He had stood there like a fool for a moment, not entirely sure what to do. But then, it just all came together. He pulled her in close, deepening the kiss. She had wrapped her arms around him, running her fingers through his hair. Inside he was smiling and his head was filled with fireworks at the moment he had wanted for so long. When they had finally pulled apart, both were smiling and both couldn't help but turn red.

From then on, their relationship had bloomed. Though Anna had been understandably cautious at first, taking everything nice and slow, it was still perfection in Kristoff's eyes. Every moment they had shared now, every kiss, every hug, meant so much more to him. She was now his and he couldn't be happier.

"Well, I mean she isn't exactly the brightest. It probably wasn't too hard to fool her."

"You got that right! I mean, how could she not see that Hans was cheating on her? Everyone saw it!"

"Yeah, her sister was the smartest one in school when she was hear. I don't even think Anna is in the top fifty of the class."

"Guess there can be only one in the family. Plus she is a total dork and so freaking clumsy, it's ridiculous."

"I KNOW! I saw her the other day and she completely tripped on her own feet."

"What an idiot!" They all laughed.

Kristoff slammed his locker, preparing to turn and knock their lights out. But something caught his eye and a small whimper reached his ear. There standing but a few feet from the chatty group was Anna, hands clasped over her mouth and tears forming in her eyes.

He may have been used to the rumors and comments, but Anna wasn't. His anger escaped him, his mind focusing on Anna and Anna alone. He didn't care about the group silently watching him with confused looks. He didn't care that his books had completely fallen out of his hands. All he cared about was Anna, and right now she was about to break. She met his eyes and she took off.

"ANNA!" He called, shoving one of the chatty jerks out of the way. He ignored the snarky comments coming from them and headed after Anna. He followed her, realizing where she was going as she reached the door to the parking lot. He watched as she stopped in front of his truck, the one they had rode in together that morning, and pulled hard at the handle. Kristoff got to her as he watched her desperately pull at the door, trying so hard to open it.

"Anna." She kept pulling and he placed a hand on her shoulder. She didn't notice.

"Anna." Tears were running down her cheeks, she whimpered as she continued to struggle with the door.

"Anna!" Kristoff said finally as he cut in front of her, placing both hands on her shoulders. She looked at him, breathing quickly. He cupped her face, wiping away a tear. She collapsed into him, putting all her weight into his chest and she squeezed him hard. He grabbed hold of her, squeezing her gently as she began to cry. He placed his chin on her head, rubbing her back to try and calm her.

"Is this how you felt? When they first started?" a voice came from his chest. He sighed as he stared back at the school. She had actually done better than him. She didn't say snarky comments back, she didn't nearly break her locker everyday by slamming it with anger, she didn't wear a look of anger on her face all the time. No, she had stayed quiet and simply ran; something Kristoff never did. He looked down at her. He had gone home so many days with tears of frustration and sadness to his mother. She had held him while he cried, asking her why they were such horrible people and what he was doing so wrong for them to hate him so much. If it weren't for his mom he wouldn't have been able to handle it all.

But Anna didn't have her mom, dad or sister around anymore to help her. Elsa was off at college and her parents were gone. He was all she had here. With that thought he looked down at her.

"Yeah. I felt just like this." A whimper caught his ear and he squeezed her harder.

"I've heard people say things about me before. Horrible things and rumors but I always heard about them from a friend or something. I never actually heard someone talk about me like that." She whimpered again and Kristoff could feel knots in his stomach. "I don't understand why people could hate someone they don't even know. Why are they so horrible Kristoff, why are people just so mean and cruel?"

He held her as she sobbed and as he pondered the question.

"Anna," he said quietly and she pulled back to look at him. Her face was red from tears and her sad eyes nearly made his heart break in two. "You're going to find people in this world that just can't enjoy life without hurting others. Why? Who knows? Maybe it's because they hate their own life, maybe they are jealous of what you have, and maybe they just can't stand to see people happy when they aren't. But that doesn't mean everyone is like that and that doesn't mean what they say is true."

For a moment, he thought he had gotten through to her. But her expression turned to anger.

"Yes it is!" She said looking away. "I'm such an idiot and I'm not the smartest in the class and I am so dang clumsy." She released her grasp on him and put her hands in her hair in frustration. "I always get stared at for laughing too hard at a little joke. I try to help someone and they give me the weirdest looks. My honesty gets me nowhere but hate and I just can't get people to like me for me. Why am I not good enough? Why can't I be perfect? I just want people to like me but I can't be myself because I'm not the perfect little princess everyone wants. I'm not my sister, I'm not my mother; I'm just me. But me isn't good enough." She kicked the tire as more tears fell down her cheek in frustration. She was breathing hard and Kristoff knew he had to just let her get it out. She covered her eyes with the palms of her hands and let out a sob.

"I hate myself." She said silently, but Kristoff had heard her. Sighing deeply, he walked to her and grabbed her hands. Slowly, he pulled them away from her face. She looked at him,

"Don't hate yourself and don't ever say that you do! I don't care what anyone says. I don't want you to be anyone else. I want you to be you. I love how clumsy you are, I love that you aren't perfect. I fell in love with a girl who laughs too loud, who trips on air, who cares too much, who is kind to everyone even if they don't deserve it, and wears her heart on her sleeve. I fell in love with Anna, and I don't want you to change just because someone said one little thing. You are perfect to me Anna. Isn't that enough?" Her breathing slowed and he didn't see any more tears coming. There was a moment of silence as they just stared at each other. A smile then formed on her face and she jumped up to kiss him. He held her there, kissing her back. Her grasp was tight on him as she kissed him with what seemed to be everything she had. She pulled back and he looked into her blue eyes,

"It's more than enough." Her smiled faded a little, "I'm sorry I didn't think it was before." He smiled at her, cupping her face.

"It's ok. Trust me. I didn't think I was enough for anyone till someone proved me wrong." She giggled a little as she placed her hand on his.

"I wonder who did that?" Anna said as he leaned back into him, resting her head against his chest. Kristoff wrapped his arms around her, smiled and whispered in her ear.

"No idea."