Probably the worst thing in the world is seeing someone who is sad and not knowing why. In this instance it was a girl. From the back seat of the car Elsa peered in to the coffee shop and saw the small red head inside, she had a face as clear as water, but dotted around her face ever so slightly were freckles placed perfectly just around her nose and under the eyes. It was a face Elsa would not forget.
The car drove away and Elsa's uncle, who was driving the car, looked back at her. "What were you looking at?"
"Sorry?" The young girl said, snapping out of her trance. "Say that again?"
"You were staring at something outside the car."
"Oh. Just this girl. She looked like the sweetest thing ever, so delicate, and she was sad and obviously crying for her face was puffy and had vague eyeliner marks."
Her uncle took a minute, breathed through his nose and spoke. "I wouldn't spend to much time looking at these folk, they're all poor workers who don't deserve our pity. Besides you have better things to worry about, like which dress to choose for your brothers birthday."
"We could've picked one at the store… you didn't have to buy 10 of them just to choose at home." Elsa replied with a hint of irritation in her voice.
"Ah, I don't mind spending a few thousand on my lovely daughter. It will be an important celebration anyway, your brother is turning 21 after all."
Elsa turned her head away from her uncle and continued staring outside. She hated that he called her his daughter. Just because he had raised her from an 8 year old to the Queen of 18 that she was now, did not give him the right to take the place as her father.
Once the two arrived home they stepped out of the car and a servant got the dresses from the trunk. Every time Elsa looked at the house her uncle owned she felt so small. It was about 20 minutes from downtown. The land itself was many acres and was walled off from other residences. Everything inside was shut out from the rest of the world, including Elsa. The only outside human contact she got regularly was when her tutor came to school her four times a week.
This made her an incredibly awkward person, especially around strangers.
"Well hey Blondie!" Elsa heard the deep voice from behind. She barely had enough time to turn around before she was engulfed in a tight hug.
"Hello Kristoff." She managed to mutter despite the fact all the air was being squeezed from her lungs.
"I was wondering where my baby sister had wandered off this morning," Kristoff said with a cheery tone. "You're so sweet going out shopping for my birthday!
It's not like I had much of a choice. Elsa thought to herself.
"Ah, Kristopher," her uncle said from behind the siblings, startling them. "Your birthday is two weeks away, don't think we are done preparing yet."
Kristoff glared at their uncle. "I know what I want for my birthday."
"Do you now?"
"I'd like to be called my real name. It's Kristoff." The boy said with a pleading tone of voice.
"Ah but that's a child's nickname! You're a man now Kristopher!"
The man gave no time for Kristoff to respond before he was running back in to the house where the servants had finished bringing in the dresses.
The siblings remained outside. They laid down on the pavement and took in the air. Kristoff was eventually the first to speak.
"Anything interesting happen today blondie?"
"Well no-yes, kind of but… I mean…not really." God you're such a spaz, just respond normally. "Depends on what you call interesting."
"The boy took no notice of her awkwardness and responded, "Enlighten me".
"I saw this girl in a coffee shop today."
"Oh wow! A young girl in a coffee shop! That never happens…" he replied sarcastically.
Elsa glared at her brother. "No, shut up, she was crying. Or had been. However she was absolutely the cutest thing in the world and all I could think of was who on this earth would hurt such a darling creature and how can I find them so that I can destroy their ass." For the first time Elsa realized how bizarre that all sounded. It had sounded better in her head.
'Well someone has a crush." Kristoff said, rolling on to his side so that he was looking at his sister, eyes now paying full attention.
"Hush I don't even know her." Elsa replied a tad harsh, responding to her brothers joking attitude.
"So?"
"So what?"
"Go find this girl Elsa, if nobody is going to be there for her then maybe the universe is trying to tell you something. Go help this girl."
So that's exactly what Elsa did.
