"So how was school? I heard you came home pretty late. You didn't go to that party, right?"

Elsa sighed, neatly laying her fork down on her plate. "Sorry mother, I had to go meet my counselor to fix my things up with my schedule."

Of course she hadn't gone to that party. What would she have done there? More importantly, who would have invited her?

Anna. Anna might have. If only Elsa hadn't been so-

No. It didn't matter. What would she have done at the party anyways? She wouldn't have belonged.

"Alright. That's good. Just remember, even though it's your senior year, you still can't start slacking off."

"Yes, mother."

Elsa set her backpack by her door and headed for her bookshelf, grabbing her Walkman and headphones from her desk. All through dinner, she had looked forward to putting on her headphones and drifting away in the music, forgetting and escaping everything that had happened that day.

Her fingers traced the spines of her CDs. She desperately wanted to just get lost in a happy song. Maybe one of her Taylor Swift albums? Or Ingrid Michaelson? Her finger settled on the album "Be OK".

Elsa was tempted to just put it on repeat and take a nap. After all, it would probably do wonders for her mood. Plus, there was no reason she shouldn't. None of her teachers had assigned any homework on the first day.

Except for, of course, the science project.

Elsa paused, the sky-blue CD halfway out of the stack, Ingrid's face already peaking out, smiling at her. Why had she been so mean to Anna? Seeing as Anna had also made it into the Independent Research class, she was probably at least a decent, albeit talkative, student, even if all the rumors suggested otherwise.

She had simply wrongfully prejudged Anna, and she had to accept it. Elsa decided that she would definitely apologize tomorrow. Maybe she could even offer to buy Anna some coffee to make up for it.

But what if Anna didn't like coffee? Maybe she was more of a hot chocolate person. Or worse, Elsa winced, maybe Anna simply wouldn't accept her apology.

All she could do was try her best and hope for the best.

Elsa sighed. Today really wasn't a day to Be OK. She needed something darker, something more melancholy. Her finger pushed the album back amongst the others and reached to the left, pulling out Born to Die instead.

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Knock knock

Anna blinked, rubbing her eyes. Gosh, had she fallen asleep again? She had been planning on what she would say to Elsa today during Research and how she could prove that she was as good a partner as anyone else, but Mr. Stromboli's voice was just so dry.

Of course, it didn't help that he was droning on and on about the German conjugations that had already been covered they year before.

Wait, wasn't there a knock?

Anna looked up and was shocked to see Elsa standing at the front of the class, handing a slip of paper to Mr. Stromboli.

What's she doing here? Is she an office aide?

Mr. Stromboli looked up at the class and announced, "Alright everyone, Elsa was supposed to be in our class yesterday but only just transferred in because of a scheduling mistake." Turning back to Elsa, he continued, "That back corner's pretty empty, so take a seat there for now." As Elsa nodded, he turned back to the board and continued his monotonous spiel.

Wait, what? She's in this class now? Wow, I spend all of yesterday trying to find her and now that I don't—

No, I'm in the back corner! No no no, I'm not ready, I haven't planned out what I'm going to say yet!

Desperately trying to hide from the blonde making her way to the back of the class, Anna snapped up in her seat, snatched up a textbook at random and stuck her head inside it, accidentally mashing her nose against the pages in her haste.

Oof! Ouch, what can I say? Did Kristoff recommend anything yesterday? I can't remember! Should I just tell her that I can work? That I want to work? Maybe—

A soft tap on her shoulder brought Anna out of her reverie. Anna peeked out of her book. Elsa's finger was still raised, apprehensively paused next to her shoulder.

Elsa blushed and stammered, "I- I'm sorry that I was so rude yesterday. A- and, I get that you're mad, seeing as you're hiding behind that upside-down textbook. You have every right to ignore me and be mad. But, I guess, well, I just wanted to apologize. So, I'm so sorry."

Wait what? Was this real? Elsa was apologizing? What happened to yesterday?

"No, wait! I wasn't hiding behind the textbook. Well, I guess I was hiding, but it wasn't because I'm mad. I'm not mad! Really! It's just that I didn't want to see you."

Waitwaitwait. Wrong, wrong, WRONG. Gosh darn it Anna!

"What I mean is, I didn't want to see you yet. I'm definitely not mad at you about yesterday because, well, you're probably scared I'll mess up and blow up our experiment or something crazy like that, right? And I get it, 'cause that's probably going to happen."

Nonono wrong again, Anna.

"So I was trying to make a plan to show you I'm serious about working with you. And I don't have a plan yet. So, well. Like I said, it's not that I don't want to see you, I just don't want to see you yet. Just because I still need a plan first." Nice save… I think?

"Oh! And I definitely forgive you. One-hundred percent!" Good thing I remembered that bit.

Elsa, whose expression had grown more and more worried as Anna's tirade went on, visibly loosened up as she finished. "Ah, erm. Thanks so much."

"So we're all good now?" Anna smiled expectantly at Elsa.

Instead of smiling back, Elsa suddenly jerked her head back, her eyes wide. Biting her lips, she began to blush even more furiously than before.

Anna frowned. "Wait, what's wrong?"

Elsa cleared her throat and hesitantly began, "Sorry, I still feel really bad, so, could I possibly treat you to some coffee sometime? As an… extra apology?"

Anna grinned. Wow, that's what Elsa was worrying about? It was kind of weird, needing an excuse just to hang out and get a drink, but then again, who was she to turn down a free coffee? "Sure! But just so you know, I'm more of a chocolate kind of girl, so get me a hot chocolate instead!"

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Author's Note (3-13)

I got a review on that last chapter! My first review ever! Thanks guest! :D (lolI'msuchanewbie)

This second chapter was much harder than the first to write. Talking about Elsa and trying to give a glimpse as to what she was thinking was pretty hard from Anna's point of view. Writing it was still plenty of fun, though!

Again, any tips and criticisms are absolutely welcome. Thanks for reading!