Author's note: Before I say anything I want to scream… WHAT THE HECK, 33 FAVORITES AND 55 FOLLOWS? ARE YOU FOR REAL? AND YOU'RE JUST SO AWESOME, ALL THE COMMENTS, GUYS REALLY, YOU'RE SUPER COOL.

SECOND OF ALL, I WAS GOING AROUND TUMBLR AND I A FRIEND TOLD ME THAT MY FANFIC WAS BEING TALKED ABOUT ON ELSANNA HEADCANONS' BLOG? NO, GUYS, I'M NOT WORTH ITTTTT. Oh my god, really, thank you so much, you're giving me hope to keep doing this ;v; So, here you go, second chapter! Hope you like it!


The bell rang, putting an end to the class, and Elsa raised her eyes, setting her book aside and coughing lightly. "Please, leave your papers in the desk, I'll try to read every single one of them tonight." As that was said, a bunch of sheets collapsed into the corner of the table and Elsa had to gather them with her both hands. "I'll see you guys on Thursday." Most of the students reply to her, except for Anna, who threw her paper basically at herself and then ran away into the hallway. She sighed… It was just the first day, of course everyone was nervous, it was normal. She had to stop thinking about a girl who tripped over her feet and then almost threw her work into her face. Maybe she wasn't very good making relationships with some other teachers, yeah, it had to be that.

Her schedule had the next period free, meaning she had some time to herself, and since she knew nobody, maybe she could look at at least some of the sheets in her desk. She took of her therm of coffee and skimmed her eyes over the words. To her disappointment, and bad luck, some of her students weren't really interested on reading, and, most of the girls had listed 'Twilight' as their favorite book. Not that Elsa had a problem with it, but after reading the first six chapters, she knew that she was going to hate it. She was mad about the fact that the myth about vampires was so changed. Vegetarian vampires? They shined in the light and lived in the woods? They were basically fairies. And, she wasn't really a big fan of romantic novels, they were predictable, boring. She was about to threw the papers in her bag when something caught her attention. 'Anna Prince, favorite book: Water for Elephants.' Elsa raised an eyebrow, she had heard about the book, well, about the movie, with Robert Pattinson and Reese Somethingspoon, Olaf was totally crazy about it. Her eyebrow twitched, and in an impulse, she got out her phone and sent and quick text, trying not to think so much about what she had just done.

[ To Olaf: Hey, I know you're probably working, I was just wondering if you had the book Water for Elephants? I kinda want to read it. I'll see you at night, xxx. ]

She closed her eyes and bit her lip. Was she really going to read a romantic novel? It sounded nothing like her, however, there was something about Anna… Something that made her curious. Maybe it was the way her braids fell in her shoulders, or how she blushed whenever they made eye contact, or how her freckles shined up when she was at the contrast of the sunlight. She wasn't really sure what was it… But she wanted to know her better, as better as a teacher could know a student, of course. It was just something that she felt in the inside of her chest. And, if getting closer to Anna meant she had to read something that wasn't really her favorite thing, she'd do it. After all, how bad could it be?


Anna got into the History class almost pale, her hands shaking as she passed the front door. Kristoff raised a quizzical eyebrow about that, most of the time, she'd get into the class singing some Spice Girls' song or the theme of Game of Thrones, but now, her stare was blank, and she looked like she had just seen a ghost. The blond sighed and when she passed next to him without even noticing him, she pulled her to sit down next to him. She shook her head and her eyes returned into a pretty much normal state. He licked his lips, and when he was about to ask what was wrong, teacher Elinor entered the classroom, already bossing around, telling them to get their History III book out. He did as he was told, but barely payed attention to the class, more worried about the strawberry blonde current state, she barely breathed. The class went by normally, and Kristoff had to almost drag her to the next classroom, and then after that, she had to drag her once again to the lunch table.

"Okay, cut the crap, you're being weirder than usual." He said as he picked up a chocolate pudding and placed it in front of Anna. "What the hell happened to you?"

"Freaking long legs and platinum blonde hair, that happened to me." Anna said, finally after being quiet for about ten minutes. "You would think that after Mr. Triton was fired, another old teacher would came along, but oh, no! Let's just hire the girl who seems like a lingerie model to distract the lesbian! Good job, Principal Weaseltown."

"Weselton." Kristoff interrupted.

"Whatever! Like… Seriously, she looks like a fucking model, what is it with the tight skirt and the button up blouse? Why isn't she dressing up like a normal teacher?! With baggy clothes and no make up, this isn't fair."

The blond sighed, giving a little bite to his apple. "Come on, I mean, the picture sure was nice, she looked attractive, but she can't be that hot." Kristoff just found it hard to believe that such a woman could be in their school. "Maybe you're just overreacting, I'm sure she's just an average girl."

But, the words were caught in his throat when the cafeteria door opened, revealing ivory skin, a french braid over a shoulder, perfect make up and a killer body. His eyes were now wide, comically wide, and his mouth was almost hanging open as he watched how the woman walked over to get a bottle of water and a chocolate pudding. His eyes met up with Anna's, who was almost drooling all over the table (along with some other students that looked like they had never seen an attractive woman in their lives.) But, to be far honest, she was a freaking treasure, Kristoff was almost sure he was dreaming.

"Dude, I think I'm straight now." He said, leaning against Anna just a bit. "Are you for real?! That's the new Literature teacher? Okay, you weren't overreacting, she is too attractive for our own good."

"I told you! You just never listen to me!" The ginger sighed, refusing to look at her teacher for one more second, and instead, she started to eat her pudding, not focusing on anything else. "This year is going to be terrible, I can feel it, it's going to suck major ass." Her mouth was full, and a blob of chocolate was dropping on her chin. "Like, no, fuck no. I'm gay, you shouldn't put a hot teacher in front of me."

"Okay, first of all, that is not attractive at all…" Kristoff said at the time he grabbed a napkin and cleaned up Anna's chin. "Second of all, no biggie, it's totally normal to have a crush on a teacher, just… Don't get your hopes up if she smiles at you or says something nice, she's your teacher, after all." When Anna nodded, Kristoff felt himself growing calmer. "Okay then, finish your chocolate pudding and then let's go outside, the football team is on practice right now."


"Oh! You must be the new teacher, right?" Elsa smiled sweetly at all the teachers that were seating on the teacher's lounge. She wasn't really good at making friends, people often told her that outside the classroom she was introverted and not really a talker. Maybe it was because she always had a reduced group of friends and she didn't knew what to talk about aside from books or the TV show she was currently watching. "Oh, honey! You're so pretty, your name is Elsa, right?" She nodded once again, taking a seat beside the raven haired woman. "My name is Elinor, I'm the History teacher! It's wonderful to see a new and fresh face in here! You're teaching literature, right? The boys don't really like to read, but of course with someone as good looking at you, they will be motivated!"

"Gee! Forget that! They're going to fail the class just to see her again next year." A rather big man with a nice white suit and a really good looking mustache interrupted. "If I were you, I'll watch my behind, but hello there! Eli La Bouff at your service, I teach Social Studies." Elsa smiled at him, opening her chocolate pudding to gave it a tentative lick with the spoon. "Mr. Triton was such a nice guy, I loved him, really! But, as Elinor said, maybe it's better if we have some fresh flesh to look at, I bet you are already one of the favorites."

Elsa left out a nervous chuckle, a blush covering her cheeks. "Oh, no, of course not. I mean, all the guys are amazing, they're really awesome, but I don't think I'm going to be a favorite, most of them really liked Mr. Triton, too… So, I don't think I'll be able to fill his shoes."

"Nonsense, darling! I'm sure they love you already." Elinor interrupted, now. "As long as you don't have Björgman and Prince together, you'll be fine."

Elsa frowned at hearing the last name, they could be talking about Anna, but of course, maybe she wasn't the only Prince in school, after all, it was a pretty popular last name. However, curiosity ran in her mind and before she knew what she was doing, her eyes skimmed over the cafeteria tables, looking for strawberry blonde hair picked up in braids and freckles. The girl was sitting next to a blond guy, muscly and really handsome, gorgeous smile and chocolate eyes that were as big as a tennis ball, a husky nose, and pink lips that shined whenever he licked them. And of course, her first thought was that he was Anna's boyfriend, of course, a young and appealing lady like Anna had a boyfriend, maybe he was the quarterback of the football team, or the hockey player star in the team. Elsa felt something in her spine and chest, like she was being oppressed, why was she even bothering to look over at Anna? And why did she felt betrayed and… And, rather uncomfortable looking how the two exchanged glances and laughed together like there was nobody else on the room, it made her feel, weird. She didn't even knew what was she feeling, she couldn't find a word to describe what was the thing that made her chest hurt.

"I have them in the next period, God. I hope my lab is free of disaster." Mr. Possible voice distracted her from her thoughts, and she stopped looking at the pair, smiling sweetly.

"Anna Prince and… That guy?" Elsa asked, trying to be subtle, and when all the teachers in the table nodded, she sighed. "I see… I had Anna in my first class, she seems like a really great girl, however, I don't know that guy, are they a couple or anything?"

"Couple?" Elinor's voice sounded all around the cafeteria before she, and the other couple of teachers exploded in laughs, leaving Elsa wondering what was so funny about asking that. "Oh, dear! No, no, of course not. Kristoff is gayer than a bottle of glitter, and I believe Anna came out on sophomore year?"

"Yes." Mr. La Bouff interrupted. "Don't you remember how both of them replaced the School flag with a Gay Pride flag on Mr. Weselton's office?" Once again, the table laughed harder than she expected. "They're the terrible duo, Elsa. They pull pranks, and interrupt class with jokes and puns, they're lovely, just… A little bit messed up."

"Yes, last year, they glued Mr. Oaken's pants into his chair. Oh boy, it was a travesty."

Elsa smiled a little, now feeling a little bit more comfortable, even happy, with the idea of Kristoff and Anna just being friends, they seemed close and apparently were the amazing gay friends, which made Elsa return her stare to the table where they were sat, now empty. So, Anna was gay. And another feeling began to rise at her chest, a feeling that was quite confusing, and she didn't know how to explain it or how to even call it. What was about Anna that made her so interesting? She sounded like a perfectly normal teenager, maybe a little bit more awkward and a trouble maker, but, there was a thing… A thing that… Attracted Elsa. And then, her face went blank. She was, in fact, attracted to the young girl. Attracted to Anna. Her face was stoic, she couldn't just believe what her mind was telling her, almost shouting at her. She gulped, a knot on the end of her throat, she was engaged, engaged and happy with a man that was probably her soulmate, a man that loved her like there was no tomorrow, a man that was perfect, and yet, there she was, thinking about a senior year girl with braids and how her hair shined with the sun, she inhaled deeply, it couldn't be… Maybe it was another thing, a thing that was just curious to know Anna a little more, she couldn't be attracted to another woman, much less, her student. Her underage student, that was illegal. Plus, she was not gay, she had that college experimental phase where she had slept with a few girls and, she was sure she didn't liked it… Or, she told herself that she didn't. No, the sexual orientation crisis couldn't come up now. She had a fiancée, a nice life, friends, money, a career. Not that someone gay couldn't have those things, but Elsa couldn't allow herself to feel another thing, for another woman. She struggled in the past with fitting it, she struggled with several social anxiety during high school, she struggled when she saw how her brother was kicked out of her house when he told their parents he was attracted to both girls and guys. She couldn't allow to feel anything that was different. She was not attracted to girls, she was straight, and she didn't had an attraction towards her student. She didn't.

"Elsa?" She shook her head once again, noticing how everyone was already leaving the cafeteria, and when she looked over at the clock, she stood up in hurry, realizing that the lunch time had ended a few minutes ago. "Are you okay, dear?" Elinor said with a concerned look in her face. "You seem, pale."

"Oh, I'm fine, really…" She lied, trying to give the older woman a sincere smile. "I just got carried away with my thoughts. Uh, it was nice meeting you, but I should head to my classroom, my students are probably there already." The raven woman said yes before giving Elsa a little bump on her shoulder before walking away. "Come on Elsa, a few more hours and you're free. Just few more hours." She told to herself before breathing in and start to walk towards her class, her palms sweating and the image of Anna still on her mind. She was thinking too much, way too much and being too dramatic over things. Maybe she was just confused because all the things that happened in the morning, or maybe she was tired. It had to be a logical explanation for all. She wasn't gay, she knew… She was sure.

Or maybe, not so much.


"Class dismissed."

Elsa said closing her book and seeing how all the students got quickly out of the classroom, she knew she could go to her house now, she was free, and she was starving, however, she sat on her chair for a bit, and closed her eyes, massaging her scalp slightly. Her head was hurting, and she felt like crying out of sudden, the thoughts of Anna and the whole being gay business had messed her up, a lot. She didn't even payed attention, to her own class. She was feeling confused, sad, angry, a lot of emotions that were really hard to deal with all at once, she just wanted to sleep for the rest of the evening. And that, was just the first day of school… If a senior girl could confuse her to no end in a one hour length class, a whole year with her, was going to be horrible, terrible, God, no. She felt her phone buzz in her jacket, and at seeing 'Hans' in the screen, her breath became more steady and her muscles relaxed.

"Hello?"

"Hi, gorgeous." His voice calmed her, it always did. "I'm already outside, okay? I'll wait for you here."

"Wait! Don't hang up, not until I see you." She begged, and she could almost feel Hans frowning in the other side of the line.

"Okay… Elsa, are you alright? Did you took your pills today?"

"I did, I did… I just, had a busy day, I'm tired and I just want to go home." She said at the time she was gathering her things and then running away in her heels to the parking lot. "I'm fine, Hans. I just have a headache."

"Did you ate something? Maybe it's because you're hungry."

Elsa smiled softly, and when he saw a blue Kamaroo parked and a tall figure with red hair and sideburns leaning against it, she ran towards him. "I see you." She said once she was behind her fiancée, whom at hearing her voice, threw his cellphone into his pocket and turned around to hug Elsa lovingly. "I missed you." She whispered into his neck and she felt how a breathy chuckle left his lips.

"I missed you too, baby." He kissed the top of her head before looking right at her eyes. "What was it? Rebel students? An asshole teacher?"

"No, I think I was just…" She stayed silent, trying to look for an excuse, or whatever that distracted her mind to say 'A seventeen year old girl confused my sexuality and now I think I might be having a panic attack because I don't want to be gay.' She bit her lip, and looked at Hans in the eyes, who was just staring at her, waiting for a response. "Too loud, that was it. Everyone was so nice, the teachers were amazing and the students were lovely, I think I don't really remember how loud a high school hallway can be, it threw me out, but I'm fine, really… I'm just hungry." She shrugged it off, and when Hans smiled again, she knew he had believed it.

"Well, you seem tired, what do you say if we go back to your place, order Chinese food and watch a movie?"

"I prefer pizza today, to be honest."

He opened the car door for her and licked her own lips, trying to suppress his smile. "Then pizza it is, pepperoni?"

"Extra cheese!"

"You know me too well." He said before getting in the car and start to drive slowly, he knew that Elsa didn't really liked to go fast on the road, she was paranoid of having an accident or worse, so he learned how to drive not too slow, but not too fast. "I'm glad your first day went well, really… You were excited for this job, you deserve it."

"I am excited, it's a huge thing that they finally accepted me." She giggled, opening the car window to let the air flow into her hair while she was undoing her braid. "How about you? Did the important guy signed the order to start the building?" When Hans shook his head, Elsa gave him a little quick peck on the cheek. "Don't rush things, I'm sure he's going to sign, the idea it's incredible."

"I hope… Everyone's excited in the company, and my dad keeps saying that he's the happiest man alive… Talking about families… Have you spoken to your parents yet?"

Elsa sighed, turning her stare into the window, watching how they drove away from the trees and the children with bikes. "I did, I talked to them about a week ago, I didn't told you because, well… I really didn't told anyone. They say, that if invite him, they're not coming." She bit her lip once again, and waited for Hans to say something, but when there was no response, she kept talking. "What am I going to do, he's my brother! I love him, I can't just… Ban him from my wedding, but, what am I supposed to do if my parents are acting like five year olds, saying that if he goes, they're not. It's just… Stupid, it's their son, they're going to have to talk to him sooner or later. It had been ten years."

Hans parked next to her neighbor's car and looked at her while he was unplugging the key. "Your parents are being assholes… Have you told your brother about that?" Elsa said a weak no, and he opened the door. "You need to tell him, Elsa."

"All of them are adults! They can talk by themselves!"

"They adults, acting like children, you said it yourself. Your parents are not going to talk with him, they hadn't asked how he is after ten years, do you really think it could be different now?" She knew, he was right. "I don't know, Elsa… You should talk to him, maybe he can come to the party and with all the guests your parents won't even notice him, I don't know, honey… You should call him."

"Okay…" She sighed while she opened her apartment's door. "Not today, though. I've had a difficult day already, my brother can be left out of the subject for a while. Can you ask for the pizza, please? I really need to get off these heels and skirt, it's killing me."

"Sure thing, is Olaf going to be home soon? I'm just asking to know if I should ask for an extra large one."

"Ask an extra large!" She shouted when she was on her room, kicking off her shoes and unbuttoning her blouse. "I'm sure he's going to get home hungry, we'll just save him some slices."

When she heard how Hans was dialing the number, she closed her door and looked for her phone, looking everywhere around her just to make sure there wasn't any cameras in her own room. She locked the door and went to sit next to the bed in the corner, trying to muffle her sounds as much as she could. If there was one person in the world who would listen to her with these stuff, it was obviously Olaf, and she seriously has hoping for him to pick up the phone, it was an emergency. She pressed her lips together while her cellphone tried to connect to the other number. 'Pick up, pick up, please.' She said to herself, wanting to rip her own nails off just because of the waiting, and then, a cheery voice made her sigh in relief, there he was.

"Hello, Snowflake! Oh, you caught me in my break, things are awesome! My boss, Marshall, he is like the kind of guy that goes to the gym and seems really though but do you know what's his speciality? Desserts! You heard me, a guy who is above six feet tall is an expert in pies and soufflés. He is adorable! Blond long hair that is picked on a ponytail, and he got big arms, and oh, his smile! He has the most beautiful dimples I have ever seen, ever. And you know I've seen a lot of dimples, yes, yes… Also, I cooked with the sub chef today, and he told me I was amazing, apparently one of the customers liked my roast beef! Can you actually believe that? I'm starting to think that you're not really appreciating my cooking… Oh, by the way, about the book that you asked, I got it in my room, you can pick it up whenever you want, you know what's mine is yours, but really, Elsa? I didn't thought that was your kind of book, you're always reading Agatha Christie and Bram Stoker, it's kind of shocking that you want to read something roman—"

"Olaf!" She screamed but few seconds later she lowered her voice. "You can tell me all about your fantastic day at work when you're home, right now, I really need you to shut up and listen to me."

"…Okay, sounds pretty serious, what is it? Is it about your brother?"

"No, no! It's not about him… It's me…" She breathed, trying to gain enough confidence to say the words she wanted to say. "I want you to listen to me clearly, okay? Please, don't say a thing, just… Listen."

"Listening…"

"There is, a girl, in my class… And, I don't know why, she caught my eye, you know? But, like in a professional way, however, I was talking to the other teachers in lunch today, and I was told that, this girl, was a lesbian… So, I thought, oh cool, she's a lesbian, she likes girls, she is happy with her sexuality… And something, formed in my chest, oppression, sadness, yet, happiness, and relief, something like, I'm not even sure, Olaf…" Her voice was cut mid-sentence.

"Snowflake?"

A muffled cry.

"Elsa? Snowflake? What is it honey?"

"Remember what I told you once? When we were having a video conference when we were both in college?" Her voice was now steady, almost shaking. "About me… Being confused?"

"Yeah… What is it? Elsa you're starting to freak me out, are you okay?"

"Remember how I told you that… I was curious… About, kissing girls?"

"Yes…"

"And remember that I told you a few weeks later, that I was definitely straight? That I was actually not appealed by the idea of… That? That I was sure I wasn't attracted to girl, that I was… That I was, not like my brother."

"Yes…"

"I—I… I lied." There was silence in the other side of the line, and Elsa had to bit her lip again to suppress a tear. "I liked it… Girls are so different… They're… Soft, and tender, sweet, gentle… They're just, perfect… Olaf… I am gay."

"Elsa…" He breathed out, trying to interrupt her, but once again she talked.

"And I don't want to be gay. I hate being gay…" By that point, she was crying, tears rolling down her face, her voice shaky, full of sadness. "I don't want my parents to hate me… I don't want to be gay…"

"Elsa, you can't do anything about that… It's natural! It's completely normal, you're just, scared, thinking way too much, maybe you're not gay, you can be bisexual, or pansexual, there are a lot of gender identities out there, you don't have to put a label… You're, you're engaged for Zeus' sake. You don't love Hans?"

"Of course I do! I l—love him, I truly do… But, what if I'm making a mistake? What if I wake up one day realizing this wasn't the life I wanted? I love him, I do, I swear… I just…"

Then, there was a knock on the door.

"Elsa, honey? Are you okay?"

She panicked.

"I—I'm fine! I hit myself with the edge of the bed, I'm fine, honey!"

"Are you sure? Do you want me to come in?"

"No, no! I'm fine, really. I'll be out in a second, okay?" She heard footsteps fading away and she returned to the line, now whispering. "What am I going to do?"

"Elsa… If you loved Hans… You wouldn't doubt about your future together, you wouldn't even think that you're making a mistake… Look, in two more hours I'm going home, you should totally clear your mind up, you're too stressed, drink up something, eat a chocolate and lay down with Hans in the couch. When I'm home, we can talk, okay?"

"Okay…"

Olaf hung up, and Elsa cleaned her tears and makeup with a wet cloth, then changed into her pijamas and walked to the living room where Hans was already without shoes laying on the couch, zapping in the channels of the TV. He looked over at her, and smiled, in a bright and sincere way that made Elsa feel a pinch of guilt. She sat down in his hips, leaning her head into his chest, making his arms held her strongly, firmly. He kissed the top of her head, and murmured something that she didn't heard. Or, pretended that she didn't heard. Something that sounded like 'I love you.' She closed her eyes, trying to fight the tears forming in her eyes and breathed deeply, trying to turn off her mind for a while.

'I'm not gay… I'm not gay… You love Hans, you love him…'

She repeated to herself again and again, trying to affirm to her own mind that she knew what she was feeling, she was a grown woman, and she was engaged to a perfect guy, she loved him…

'Really? Do you?'

And she pressed her eyes together until they were almost burning, she wasn't really capable of answering that question. Because, she didn't even knew the answer.


I SWEAR THIS WAS GOING TO BE A NICE CHAPTER, I SWEAR. I DON'T KNOW WHAT HAPPENED. ELSA, BABY I'M SO SORRY, I'M AN ASSHOLE.

Please, don't hate me… Or well, hate me, this was horrible, oh God. Once again, I'm sorry for the typos or mistakes! Also, I think I will be posting new chapters either on Fridays or Saturdays, because, I'm starting to work… And well, you know. Anyways, thank you, I love you all sooooo much 3 Talk to you later!

—Charlie.