She was on vacation for heaven's sake. 278 miles from home and yet trouble still seemed to find her. Except this time, it came packaged in a blonde-haired beauty. A stunning, drop-dead gorgeous blonde-haired beauty. A stunning, drop-dead gorgeous platinum blonde-haired beauty with an icy cold demeanor. Okay, so maybe she hadn't exactly been paying attention to where she was going. Maybe she shouldn't have ran. And maybe she shouldn't have grabbed that cup of popcorn on the way to the lounge, but it was free… and a quick trip to the ice cream bar to add a douse of chocolate syrup was sure to chase her demons away. Chocolate was always a good idea. Except when it was streaked all over the front of another person.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Anna said as she tried to wipe off the syrup, only for it to smear more on the cerulean blue jacket. "I wasn't watching where I was going and–"
"Maybe you should have!" An angry voice lashed out. Elsa grabbed some tissues from the bar and tried to wipe off the brown smudges, grumbling under her breath as it clung on to her clothes stubbornly. As if her day couldn't get any worse. First her laptop burnt out, causing her to lose the countless hours she spent mulling over her application essay, then there was that phone call informing her that she didn't get into the internship program she wanted, and now she had chocolate all over her brand new riding jacket. Things just didn't seem to turn out right for her anymore. At least not since her parents told her they were getting divorced.
"I'm really sorry."
A few weeks prior, Elsa may have brushed it off with a wave of a hand but sleep deprivation, frustration, and pent up sorrow had taken its toll. The blonde drew herself up to her full height, ready to give her assailant a piece of her mind. Yet all thoughts vanished when she met apologetic teal eyes. Her gaze flickered over to the peppering of freckles then to the flaming red hair that hung down in twin braids over tanned shoulders.
Anna gulped under the scrutinizing stare. Boy, she looks angry. The redhead warily eyed the flush of the blonde's pale skin. Perfectly pale skin, might she add. Soft and smooth as cream. And those lips, glossed with chapstick and currently set in a thin line. She wondered how they would feel against her own. Gee Anna, get a grip. You spill chocolate covered popcorn all over someone and all you can think about is kissing her? You should really get your brain chemistry checked.
"You should pay more attention to your surroundings." Elsa said, mentally cringing when the words came out more harshly than she intended. She opened her mouth to say more but words failed to come. Before the other girl could make a comment, the blonde turned away to rush back to her room, dashing up the stairs once she rounded the corner in attempt to drown out the pounding of her heartbeat.