Note from the author:

Thank you so much for reading. Please leave comments and any thoughts you might have. I aim to write a good story and please the readers. This is my first fanfic, so I'm always looking to improve. Please also note that Elsa and Anna are not sisters in this story. Enjoy!

Elsa brought her hands up to her hair and started to weave them into a neat, braided bun. In the comfort of her own room, all alone, she liked to keep it down in a simple braid, draped over her shoulder. But she was going out, and that warranted a more elegant hairstyle. She gathered little wisps of platinum blonde hair with her slender, pale fingers. When she was satisfied with her work, she stood up and looked at herself in the mirror for any stylistic flaws in her wardrobe that day. She wore a fitted pale blue blouse and white shorts that hugged her curves in all the right places. Her feet were dressed in ballet flats that matched her blouse. When she found no apparent wrongs in her clothing, she bent down and slinked her arm through the loops of her shoulder bag, then opened the door to leave the quiet confines of her room.

As soon as she stepped through the door, she nearly bumped into her freshman roommate, Rapunzel. They had lived in a cozy double together in North Hall. Elsa found it was nice to see a familiar face already so early in the year.

"Hello, Rapunzel." She gently greeted her old roommate.

"Elsa! What's up?" Elsa never really knew how to reply to that question. It wasn't like a how are you, where she could just reply well, and you?.

"Just heading to Oaken Library." She replied truthfully. She was itching to find herself something to do, and there was no better way to pass time than to engross herself in a lovely novel, all curled up on one of the library couches.

"Reading again are we? You sure love books!" Rapunzel opened the door to her own room, before calling out, "Well, have fun! You'd better watch out on the way over though, tons of freshmen noobs excitedly running around!" Elsa smiled back, indicating her gratefulness at the little tidbit of advice. She wasn't really in the mood to run into a crowd of freshmen. She told herself to just walk quickly and directly to Oaken, and all would be fine.

The scenery outside the window changed, and old looking buildings cropped up. As the car rolled on, Anna pressed her nose up to the glass on the passenger side. She could see people playing Frisbee in the quad, students moving boxes on little carts, and fraternity guys helping each other move sofas and other various sorts of furniture. She could barely contain her excitement, and so indulged herself by letting a little squeal peep out. On her left, a blonde haired man gave a quiet, deep laugh. It was her best friend, Kristoff.

"I'll drop you right up there in front of your dorm," he said, pointing to a quaint building that looked like it could house around seventy people. Her building was called North Hall, she remembered from the orientation packet she received in the mail several months prior. "I'll help you unload, if you help me?" Anna turned to her friend and gave him a grin.

"Sure, but I'm not helping you move that humongous couch of yours, you hear? How do you even know if your room has space for that monstrosity?"

Kristoff laughed again. "Don't call it that! You can't start college off without a good, comfy sofa. Besides, I'm sure there will be space…" He didn't seem sure of himself. "Anyway, here we are!" Kristoff put on the brakes and shut off the engine. He heard Anna squeal again, along with the faint sound of her door handle popping open. Out of the corner of his eye he thought he saw a figure walk briskly towards them. But of course, Anna wasn't even watching to be careful. "Wait, Anna!"

Anna jumped out of Kristoff's old pick up truck, not hearing her friend call out for her to watch out. Her enthusiastic exit prompted the car door to quickly swing open. With a loud thud, the dark-green and heavy metal whacked a poor, unsuspecting pedestrian right in the knees. Kristoff and Anna heard a quiet groan. The strawberry-blonde haired girl gasped and turned around to apologize, only to have her heart drop as she watched the messenger bag she was carrying hit her victim again – this time in the face. The girl had bent over to clutch her knees, so her head was in direct line of Anna's bag when it flew around. Anna felt blood rush to her face, mortified that she had managed to perform not one, but two, clumsy actions that directly injured a fellow Arendelle student, and on her first day no least.

Anna blubbered out an apology as Kristoff smacked his palm to his forehead. This awkward girl was always the direct opposite of elegant. "Oh! O-oh my gosh! I'm so sorry! A-Are you alright?!" She reached forward to help the girl she had just hit, who was doubled over in apparent pain. Anna couldn't help but notice the girl had the most beautiful hair color she had ever seen – striking platinum blonde, and weaved into an intricate, tight bun. Elsa rubbed a sore spot on the side of her temple with one hand, while the other gingerly touched the bone of her right knee, already feeling a bruise forming. Anna grabbed her by both elbows and half-hoisted her up to a standing position. After she was upright, the blonde slightly jerked her arms out of Anna's hands.

"I-I'm fine." she spoke quietly, turning her head away so that the hand to her temple was half-blocking her assaulter's view of her. But Anna didn't hear her. She didn't hear over the nervous rambling that just sort of started tumbling out of her mouth. Still red in the cheeks, Anna was turned away from Elsa, and half-breathed a rushed string of sentences that the blonde had to strain her brain to understand.

"I am so, so, so sorry! I was just so excited to get out of the car, I mean that's no excuse at all for hitting you, well I mean, I know it wasn't really me that hit you, but really it was more of the car door, but it was my fault. And anyway, like I was saying I was so excited to get out and you know, start really looking around..."

Elsa lowered her hand from her head, and turned her head ever so slightly to glance at the rambling ball of nerves in front of her. A hint of amusement tugged at her lips as she watched Anna animatedly throw her hands around amid explaining.

"...I mean, I've been here before but I'm a freshman and it's my first day and it's move-in day, but obviously you know that already, you're probably moving stuff into your dorm already, or maybe you don't live in a dorm, I know people can live off campus or whatever, and I realize I'm babbling right now I should really stop but I'm so embarrassed and I can't believe I just hurt such a pretty-haired girl… wait, what?"

Elsa stifled a giggle by bringing her hand up to her mouth. "It really is fine, please do not worry about it." Her words were calm, collected and almost regal-sounding. Her voice was like music to Anna's ears. The thought made her face warm up even more.

Anna had looked away from the girl, avoiding her gaze due to utter humiliation. But she took a peek and found the most beautiful blue eyes watching her. Along with those eyes were her beautiful pale skin, impeccable eyebrows and gorgeous pink lips. Both Anna and Elsa looked away the instant they realized their eyes met. The blonde brought her hands up to her chest and started nervously wringing them.

Meanwhile, Kristoff had watched their whole awkward exchange. He tried not to laugh at Anna's predicament. Her face was completely flushed, her hands clutched in small balls, her teeth biting her lower lip a bit. He decided to save her, despite being amused by her situation.

"Anna, help me unload your stuff?"

His voice brought her out of her daze. "Y-yeah sure!" Anna turned toward the Elsa again, fighting her nervous jitters. She wanted to sound normal. "I'm really sorry, again! Um, well I have to go." Anna gave a small wave, and was relieved to find the recipient give her a small, warm smile.

"Goodbye," the blonde gently replied.

"Bye! You should probably get your head wound iced! Wouldn't want the bruise to muss your pretty face!" As Anna turned away to grab boxes and such, she inwardly groaned. Did I really just tell her she was pretty? ...Again? Smooth, Anna, smooth.

Anna ducked into North Hall with Kristoff behind her, not realizing that Elsa's eyes were on her retreating form the whole time, a soft smile on her face. Anna is such a beautiful name, she thought.

TBC