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Chapter 7
Anna's cheeks were blazing red. She had been enamored with Elsa since the night she had pretended to trip and fall on her. She had been looking forward to being out with her since the same night when they had spoken on the phone together. And, now here she was living her fantasy.
Anna tried to speak. Her voice caught in her throat and her words came out in a mess. "Are you how?" She shook her head. "Uh, mean, you how are, I?" Damn it, Anna! Stop being nervous!
Elsa giggled. "I'm doing well." Her voice was soft and it was a pleasure to Anna's ear. She swooned. "How are you?"
"Fine, I am."
Elsa giggled again. "I'm going to call you Yoda."
Anna blushed. Damn it! I don't even like Star Wars!
"So, Yoda-" Elsa couldn't help but giggle at referring to Anna as the Jedi Master "-have you ever been here before?"
Rather than speak, Anna decided to keep her mouth shut. She nodded her head. Heather brought me here once. Of course, she invited me and I had to pay for the meal - our meal.
"It's a beautiful place," Elsa said. Anna looked around. It was very spacious and the lights hung low from the ceiling. They weren't very bright which caused the restaurant to appear dim inside, but it also set the mood for people who were on dates. Every table came with a candle and Anna's and Elsa's table was no exception. The wick was lit with an orange and yellow flame that danced at the top of the candle. The restaurant itself was very quiet even for the amount of people currently in it. Anna focused back on Elsa and melted as she stared in to those crystal blue eyes.
"You're beautiful," Anna whispered.
Elsa blushed. Anna's eyes widened as she realized she had finally spoken correctly. Then she realized what she had just said. Oh, God, I just told her she's beautiful... in person!
Elsa's lips went up in a smile. Her pearly, white teeth showed through the cracks of her lips and gleamed in the candlelight. "You're beautiful, too," Elsa whispered. She reached across the table and stroked Anna's braid. "I like your hair," she said softly. Elsa grabbed her own hair which was up in a ponytail and brought it over her shoulder. It hung over her right breast and Anna couldn't help but stare at the breasts she had already felt in her hands. She wanted to feel them again, but there was always time for that later after they were well-acquainted. "It's so tight and nicely woven," Elsa added.
Anna's hands were clammy. They rested in her lap and her breathing had become shallow. Elsa was still stroking her hair. Oh my God, she's touching me. Oh my God, she's touching me!
Elsa giggled. She noticed Anna's breathing wasn't normal. Her cheeks were flushed and she was chewing on her bottom lip. Elsa lifted her hand and placed her index finger under Anna's chin. "Hey," she said gently, "just relax."
Anna's heart skipped a beat as her finger touched her skin. "I want to kiss you," Anna said without any thought going into her words.
Elsa lifted her hand slowly and caressed the side of Anna's cheek. "What's stopping you, then?" She whispered.
Anna stared at the blonde across the table in awe. She had just given her permission to kiss her and now Anna couldn't move. She had to tell herself to breathe just so she wouldn't pass out. She gasped and shook her head. "I can't move," Anna replied, frustrated that her body would betray her at such a pivotal moment.
Elsa laughed. "You're so funny, Anna. I'm glad we met." She dropped her hand from Anna's cheek. No, Anna cried out in her mind, bring your hand back. Touch me. Feel me. Caress me!
...Love me...
Elsa brought her hands back to her side of the table and she opened the menu. "What sounds good?"
"You," Anna murmured.
Elsa slowly lifted her head. Her eyes were wide in shock. That's when Anna knew Elsa had heard her. Oh, no. Oh, no. Nononono! Anna shook her head. "I'm so, so sorry," Anna said, panic prevalent in her voice. "I didn't mean that. I... I... I just really want to eat you. No! Kiss you. No! Oh my God!" Anna's eyes lined with tears. "I've ruined this!" She lifted her menu and buried her face in it. She finally sighed and with a quavering voice she said, "I'll just go..."
Anna began to get out of the booth. Elsa stood up and grabbed Anna by the shoulders. They locked eyes. "Please," she whispered, "don't go. I like you. I want to get to know you." Elsa smiled. "Please, sit back down."
Anna's jaw trembled. She sat down slowly. Elsa sat down beside her. Anna glanced at her and then quickly lowered her eyes to her lap where she was rolling her hands together. The scared butterflies and the overly excited puppy returned to her stomach. "I'm really bad at this," Anna admitted. "I had a girlfriend once and she devastated me. She took my virginity and then left me. I haven't had a girlfriend since and I haven't been on a date since she used me, either."
Elsa's jaw hung agape. "You poor girl..." She wrapped Anna up in her arms. She pressed her head against her breasts. Anna listened to Elsa's heart beat. Her lip quivered as she reread Heather's text message in her head. Tears threatened to spill from her eyes.
'Last night was fun and all, but I think we should see other people. I just wasn't feeling the chemistry with you and your boobs are too small for my taste and I'm not really that into freckles. Sorry I had to bail, but I have other things I need to do today. '
Hot tears rolled down Anna's cheeks. How could I have been so stupid? Why couldn't I have just listened to Rapunzel? She warned me not to get involved with her and look what happened! And, now look at me. I'm dumping my problems on Elsa - this girl I've barely met. She's going to leave, too, if I don't pull myself together.
Elsa stroked her hand through Anna's hair. "Shh," she whispered as Anna whimpered against her breasts, "you're okay now. I'm not going to hurt you." SHe pulled Anna away from her chest and gently lifted her head with her finger under Anna's chin. Her crystal blue eyes met Anna's red, puffy eyes. "I promise," she said softly.
Anna sniffled. "I need to stop dwelling on the past," she said. Her voice still quavered. "It happened and I can't change that now. I can only learn from the mistake. I don't want to throw my problems at you. They're not your problems to deal with." She sniffled again and wiped her eyes.
Elsa rubbed Anna's back. "Sounds like whoever this girl was is a real bitch."
Anna did her best to chuckle. "I refer to her now as the Auburn Bitch, actually." Realizing that made no sense without context, Anna added, "Her hair is auburn in color."
Elsa chuckled. "The Auburn Bitch, huh? Well, if I ever see her I'll be sure and show her what a real bitch looks like."
Anna glanced over at Elsa. The blonde was sitting up straight with a wide smile across her lips. Elsa's smile was contagious as it caused Anna to smile. "You're really sweet. You barely even know me and yet you're comforting me and you're ready to defend me."
Elsa rested her hand on Anna's shoulder. "Well, you weren't the only one whose mind was off that night at the game. I was busy watching you, as well. You have no idea how excited I was when you fell on me." Anna could feel her wet cheeks blaze red at the comment. "Now, why don't we order some food?" Elsa added. She opened her menu and sat it between herself and Anna on the table. They looked through it together and as they waited for their waiter Elsa gently put her hand on Anna's. Anna turned her hand over under Elsa's and wrapped her fingers around it. They caressed each other's hand as they looked through the menu together.
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The waiter delivered their food. Anna looked down at her plate of rigatoni. Italian sausage littered the plate along with pasta. Red tomato sauce bathed the cuisine. Shredded cheese topped the mouth-watering meal in a fine, white dust. Her order came with three breadsticks baked with garlic coated with shredded cheese on top. Anna picked up her fork and was ready to dig in.
"Take caution," the waiter warned, "the food is very hot."
"Oh, I don't mind," Anna said. She jabbed her fork in to the pasta and lifted it to her lips. She stuck the food in her mouth. She realized the waiter wasn't lying. The food hit Anna's tongue and a searing pain filled her mouth. She yelped and spit it back on her plate as steam poured from her mouth.
"Well, I warned you," the waiter said nonchalantly. He sat Elsa's plate down on the table in front of her. "It's very hot," he warned glancing back at Anna.
Elsa had a bewildered look on her face after watching Anna spit her food out. "Yeah, thanks," she said slowly not taking her eye off of the girl in front of her.
Anna grabbed her glass of water and took a long, slow drink. The water ran over her tongue and soothed the burning a bit. She sat the glass down and noticed Elsa staring at her.
"I'm sometimes a klutz," she said with a nervous giggle.
"Why didn't you listen to the waiter? He told you the food was hot."
"I was hungry. I just wanted to dig in."
"He told you the food was hot, though. You don't go digging in to food when it's still hot as lava."
"Well, next time I'll take his warning."
Elsa picked up her fork and ran it through the fettuccini noodles she had ordered. Steam billowed out from the pasta. She picked up one of Anna's breadsticks and dipped it in her fettuccini and took a bite.
"Hey," Anna whined, "those are mine."
"Are you not going to share?"
"I just... I..." Anna slunk back in her booth. "Yeah, I'll share."
"If you really want it back, I'll give you the breadstick back. You can have what's in my stomach, too. Just give me some time to digest it first."
"Gross!" Anna cringed in disgust. "Why would you bring up bowel movements at dinner? This is supposed to be a date."
Elsa started laughing. She dipped the breadstick in the fettuccini again. "I just want to watch you recoil in disgust." She stuck her tongue out at the strawberry blonde and then took another bite from the breadstick.
You're disgusting, but I'm oddly attracted to you anyway. I guess I can put up with the occasional bathroom joke. Anna smiled. "Well, you do a fine job at doing that, then."
Elsa sat back chewing on her food. She swallowed. "So, what's your story? Why do you play basketball? Why do you like the sport?"
Anna gave Elsa a blank stare. "Uh, which question do you want answered first?"
Elsa chuckled. "How about you tell your story first? Who is Anna? What does she do? Why does she like girls?"
Anna blushed. I like girls because they're beautiful, attractive, sweet, endearing, sensitive, soft, charming, funny... basically, everything you are. "Well, my name is Anna Dell. I was born eighteen years ago to my parents Aaron and Isabelle Dell. I met my best friend, Rapunzel, when we were four years old. I developed a crush on her when I was eight years old. I came out to my parents when I twelve years old and I had sex for the first time when I was sixteen years old. Everything in my life happens in fours apparently." Elsa giggled. "I never told Rapunzel I had a crush on her. I did my best to forget about it and suppress those feelings because she's straight."
"Did she ever tell you she was straight?" Elsa asked.
"No," Anna said. "She had boyfriends in the past and she always seemed happy with them. She's single now and has been for almost a year, but I didn't want to ruin our friendship so I just never told her. She helped me out a lot after the whole Heather incident. Rapunzel has always been there for me."
"She sounds like a wonderful friend." Elsa smiled.
Well, she tried to stop me from going on this date with you. She thinks you're here to use me and sabotage our chance at winning State assuming we even make it to State. Anna smiled back at Elsa. "Yeah, she is a wonderful friend. She can be a bit hard to deal with a times, but so goes the relationship of knowing someone for fourteen years and sharing everything with them."
Elsa nodded. "Please, continue on."
Anna dipped her fork in her rigatoni. She jabbed the piece that had previously been in her mouth. She stuck it back in her mouth and chewed it without burning herself. " That's good when it's cooled down." She chuckled. "Anyways, I have more friends: Ariel, Cinderella, Aurora - all of whom are also on the Rainbow High basketball team. Oh, and I forgot to mention that Rapunzel is our captain. Anyways, there's my gay best friend, Kristoff, who is actually dating my ex-girlfriend's twin brother, Hans. I have Hans to be thankful for as well. When Heather broke up with me Ariel and Cinderella actually doused her in piss in the locker room after a practice game one night in an act of revenge. She was pissed, literally in every sense of the word." Anna couldn't help but giggle.
Elsa's eyes widened. "And you say I'm disgusting!"
"I admit, it's a bit extreme, but Ariel and Cinderella were in no mood to take what Heather had done to me lightly."
Elsa sat back, her eyes still wide. "I hope I never get on their bad side."
Anna chuckled. "Anyways, Heather left the basketball team after that (oh, and that's also how I met Heather!), and she pulled me aside in the highway one day and was about to be beat me up. She kept saying she was going to kick my ass for telling people how she ended the relationship. Luckily, her brother saw her and stepped in. He grabbed her and threw her off of me. He told her if she ever lays another hand on me he will personally kick her ass. Needless to say, she never touched me again."
Elsa's eyes were still wide and as Anna kept talking her jaw had slowly opened. "I still can't believe they doused her in piss!"
Anna blushed. "Yeah... I have strange friends."
Elsa then burst out in laughter. "That's the best story I've ever heard! Your friends sound amazing, though incredibly spiteful!"
Anna thought of Ariel and Cinderella and smiled. Then she pictured Ariel in the bathroom stall with Aurora. Her smile faltered. "Yeah," she sighed, "they're extraordinary..."
Elsa said eagerly, "So, tell me about basketball! Why do you play? What drives you?"
Anna shook her head removing the thoughts of Ariel and Aurora together. "Well, I started playing because of Rapunzel."
"Ah," Elsa said dipping her fork in to the fettuccini and bringing a bite to her lips. "Trying to impress the crush, huh?"
Anna nodded. "Yeah, that's how it started. I wanted Rapunzel to notice me as more than a friend, but then I realized I actually enjoyed the sport and so I kept playing. Rapunzel and I became the best two players on the team and as I said she is our team captain this year. She's really good and she wants to go to State."
"Yeah, our captain wants to go to State as well," Elsa said. "Hey! Maybe we'll both make it to State and then our teams will get to battle each other!"
Anna chuckled. "Yeah, maybe..."
"So, tell me more," Elsa said.
Anna went in to the intricacies of their practices and how they warm and up. She revealed to Elsa how everyone on the team is a friend and they use that to stay coordinated with each other. Elsa sat there and absorbed all of Anna's word quietly.
When they finished Anna realized Elsa's plate was nearly cleaned and her own plate had barely been touched. She stuck her fork in her rigatoni and asked Elsa about her life.
"Oh, trust me; you don't want to hear my life story."
"No, I do," Anna said sticking some pasta in her mouth. She chewed and swallowed. "Let's start with something easy. Who are your parents? What do they do?"
Elsa gave Anna a doleful look. "My parents are dead," she said, her voice giving way to the faintest of cracks.
Anna dropped her fork. Silence fell upon to two girls. "I am so sorry," Anna said. "I... I didn't know..."
"I know," Anna replied. "I mean, it's okay. There's nothing you could have done to prevent it even if you had known them."
Anna's curiosity wanted to know how they passed away, but for once she opted to be smart with her words and avoid the question. "So, do you live by yourself, then?"
Elsa shook her head. Her frowned lips lifted slightly. "I live with my brother. He's twenty-three and has his own apartment. He works at a factory and makes enough to live comfortably. I told him I wanted to get a job to help out, but he wouldn't let me. He always tells me to stay focused on school work and my basketball so I can get into college and make a great future for myself. I often ask him why he doesn't go to college to do the same, but he says he enjoys his job. His friends work there, but I feel like he's really only doing it for me, like he's working to support me. I keep hoping that after I go to college he'll do the same." Elsa shrugged. "But, if he wants to stay working at that factory then who am I to stop him? Especially if he really does enjoy the job."
"Wow," Anna said. "I'm glad you have your brother. I don't know what I would do if my-" parents were to die, Anna finished in her mind realizing how insensitive that could come off as.
"It's okay," Elsa said lifting her head to look at Anna. "It happened a long time ago. I'm over it. It's in the past." She reached over and took another breadstick since Anna wasn't eating them. She ripped it in half and began smearing it along her plate collecting sauce at the ripped end of it. She brought it to her mouth and said, "So, any other questions for me?" She took a bite.
"Have you always been as open as you are?"
Elsa swallowed her food. "Surprisingly, no. I used to be quiet, nervous, soft-spoken, and quite conservative. It actually wasn't until I started living with my brother that I realized I could be myself. I slowly started coming out and by the time I was a sophomore the whole school knew I was a lesbian. I got some teasing and some people bullied me, but I didn't let their ridicule put me back in the closet. I was out and I was proud to be myself which, in turn, brought out the openness in me. I don't care if I have to poop or if there's a hideous zit on my body that I want to talk about or if there's a beautiful girl I feel the need to gloat about-" Elsa reached over and took Anna's hand in her own; Anna's cheeks went red and a smile spread across her lips "-I'm going to do what I feel like doing. As long as I'm not hurting anyone else I don't see a problem."
Anna was amazed at the stark contrast between the pre-coming out Elsa and the post-coming out Elsa. It's like she's a whole new person!
"Once I came out," Elsa said, "I just figured I was out so there wasn't much use in hiding after that. I still got hit on by boys, but it was so much easier once I was out. I didn't have to make up dumbass excuses as to why I wasn't interested. All I had to tell them was that I liked girls and then walk away."
Anna nodded. "I never had that problem. Guys never found me attractive," she said, lowering her head.
Elsa squeezed Anna's hand in her own. "Hey, you don't need guys to tell you you're attractive. I'll tell you you're attractive, beautiful, gorgeous, and every other synonym until the end of time and I'll mean it."
Anna lifted her head slowly. Her cheeks filled with a blush. "You're too sweet." She smiled.
Elsa smiled back at her. "Eat your food. We can get out of here and go hang out somewhere else." She winked at Anna.
Anna's cheeks became redder. She marveled at the blonde sitting across the table from her. God, she's so damn beautiful! Anna picked up her fork and dug it into her food.
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When Anna finished eating, Elsa paid for dinner and Anna insisted on leaving a tip.
"I will not have you spending money tonight. I invited you out and I shall be the one spending the money."
Anna turned her chin up at Elsa in a smug manner. A coy grin crossed her lips and Elsa couldn't help but blush. Anna pulled a few dollars out from her purse and set it on the table. She then stuck her tongue out at Elsa.
"I hate you," Elsa muttered with a grin.
Anna exaggerated a gasp. "Well, that was just rude!"
Elsa smirked at Anna. She extended her arm and opened her hand. Unable to resist her charm, Anna gently put her hand in Elsa's. Elsa closed her fingers around Anna's hand. Their eyes met and they stood there in the restaurant peering into each other's souls.
Take me away, Anna thought. I could spend my life with you.
Elsa slowly raised her other arm and the tips of her fingers brushed against Anna's cheek. She gasped and a shiver went down her spine. Elsa inched her way forward, toward Anna. She brought her head forward ever so slightly, turning it slowly. Anna watched Elsa's head move closer and closer to her own. She closed her eyes and slowly brought her head forward with Elsa's. She puckered her lips.
This is it. This is the first kiss!
"Everyone out!"
Anna's eyes shot open. "What...?"
Elsa's eyes opened and she looked around wildly. "What's going on?"
Anna pouted. I just wanted a kiss... "I don't know," she said.
Staff members were running out from the kitchen area. "There's a fire! Everyone get out of the restaurant, now!"
Anna furrowed her brow. "Fire?"
Elsa reached over and grabbed Anna's money on the table. "No sense in leaving a tip if it's going to be burned up." Elsa tightened her grip around Anna's hand and stood up. Anna followed suit, making sure to grab her purse. Elsa led the strawberry blonde to the front doors. "Let's go!"
Anna ran behind Elsa keeping hold of her hand. "This is the wildest date I've ever been on!" Anna shouted.
"Same here," Elsa said.
They made it outside and black smoke billowed out the top of the restaurant. Elsa continued to clutch Anna's hand. Anna looked down at their joined hands and smiled. "This is nice," she murmured.
Elsa looked down at their hands and then looked at Anna. She gave her the tip money and grinned. "I told you not to pay. You didn't listen and the whole place went up in flames."
Anna giggled. "Oh, so this is my fault?"
Elsa nodded her head raising an eyebrow. "You're just so damn hot."
Anna's cheeks turned bright red for the umpteenth time tonight, she was sure of it. She felt a heat radiating from them that she was sure was much hotter than the burning building they had just exited. She lowered her head to hide her embarrassment. "Thank you," she whispered.
Elsa, still holding Anna's hand, led her away from the building. "Where's your car?" Anna pointed to it still keeping her head low. Elsa led her to her car. "Well, does watching a building burn sound like a nice date? We can leave and go somewhere else if you want?"
Anna shook her head. "This is great," she said quietly.
...As long as I'm with you...
They stood next to Anna's car. "So, did you bring any marshmallows?" Elsa asked.
Anna lifted her head. She looked quizzically at Elsa. "Was I supposed to? Oh my God, I didn't know! Are marshmallows something you like? I can run to the nearest store and grab some if you want some! I'm so dumb; I should have asked you if you wanted me to bring something!" She began hyperventilating.
Elsa wrapped Anna up in her arms trying to calm her. "Anna... I'm joking. There's a fire. Roast marshmallows over the fire. It's all just a joke. Calm down."
Anna caught her breath. Her heart rate began to slow down. "Oh... right... I knew that..."
Elsa flashed her eyes at Anna. "I'm sure you did," she teased.
Anna blushed again. She ran her thumb slowly over Elsa's thumb as their hands were still locked together. I just want to kiss you so badly. "Your skin is uber soft."
"I apply lotion to my hands at least twice a day and more if I have basketball practice or a game. I don't like rough hands. It's worse when it feels like sandpaper inside of me."
Anna's eyes widened. Did she just allude to masturbating? Anna stammered. "Uh, e-excuse me?"
"Have you never explored your own body?"
Anna just kept blushing. "As... As in... masturbating?" she murmured.
Elsa nodded with a grin. "Yes," she replied with a whisper.
Oh, I've masturbated plenty and the number of times I've masturbated has only increased since meeting you. "I... occasionally do it..."
Elsa smiled. "Good, every woman should know how to pleasure herself."
Oh, I know how to do that most certainly...
"Is there anything specific you imagine when you pleasure yourself?" Elsa's voice was soft. Her eyes were seductive. Anna could have melted in the moment in Elsa's arms.
"Can we change the subject?" Anna stammered quietly.
Elsa chuckled. "Sure. How about music? What's your favorite song?"
Anna nodded her head. "No... I-I can't... You'll laugh."
Elsa nudged Anna. "Oh, come on. I'll tell you my favorite song if you tell me yours."
Anna lowered her head and shook it again. "It's too embarrassing. I can't..."
Elsa started singing.
Aruba, Jamaica, ooh, I wanna take ya
To Bermuda, Bahamas, come on pretty mamma...
"What are you doing?" Anna said, lifting an eyebrow in confusion.
"I'm singing my favorite song to you."
Key Largo, Montego,
Baby why don't we go
Down to Kokomo!
We'll get there fast and then we'll take it slow
"Come on, Anna! Sing! I know you know it!" And then Elsa shouted loudly as she sang the rest of the chorus.
That's where we wanna go,
Way down in Kokomo!
Elsa began giggling. Anna sat beside her quietly, her cheeks flushed with crimson.
"What's your favorite song, Anna?"
"Okay, okay," Anna replied, "but you have to promise not to laugh!"
Elsa held out her pinky finger. "I pinky promise."
Anna curled her pinky finger around Elsa's. Elsa smiled intently ready to know Anna's favorite song.
"It's..." Anna sighed, "It's, my are go on," she muttered under her breath.
Elsa furrowed her brow and leaned in to Anna. "What was that?"
"My art ill go on," Anna said quietly.
"One more time," Elsa said.
"My Heart Will Go On by Celine Dion!"
Elsa's jaw hung agape. Anna buried her face in her hands. In a muffled voice she said, "I told you it was embarrassing!"
Elsa's jaw closed shut and her lips curved up. "That's not embarrassing," she said quietly. "Titanic was only the biggest movie ever before Avatar came along and dethroned it. It makes sense someone would love the song that accompanied the movie."
"So... So, you're not going to laugh?"
"I made a pinky promise," Elsa said softly staring into Anna's emerald green eyes. Anna smiled and felt a tingling feeling surge through her body. Suddenly, Elsa burst forth in song.
You're here
There's nothing I fear!
Anna nudged Elsa. "Shut up," she whispered. "People are going to hear you!"
Elsa shook her head and only sang louder, standing up on the hood of Anna's car and throwing her arms out into the air dramatically as the fire consuming the restaurant crackled and danced about as if enjoying her singing.
And I know that my heart will go on...
People began turning around and to watch Elsa sing and thrust her arms out as far as she could. Anna threw her face in her hands and groaned.
"Come on, Anna! Join me! I know you know these lyrics!"
Elsa continued to sing loudly and proudly.
We'll stay forever this way
You are safe in my heart and
My heart will go on and on!
Elsa made sure to stress the last word of the song as her voice projected out over the crowd of restaurant staff and customers. As Elsa's voice began to fade the people began to clap and cheer for Elsa. Someone out in the crowd even yelled, "You sang it better than the original!"
Elsa bowed and sat down next to Anna. "I like you, Anna. I want to go on more dates with you. I want to see you many more times." Elsa smiled and grabbed Anna's hand, holding it tightly as the heat from the burning restaurant kept them warm atop Anna's car.
Anna shook her head. "You're something else." She giggled. "You embarrass me, but in a pleasant way." Elsa smiled. "I like it. I like you."
Anna initiated their first kiss. She leaned in and pressed her lips to Elsa's. The kiss was electric. It made her tingle inside and cooed softly. Oh my God! Oh my God! I kissed her! I KISSED HER! Her lips are just as I imagined! They're soft, warm, wet- OH MY GOD, I'M KISSING HER! She concealed her exhilaration and pulled away from Elsa's lips slowly.
"I'll have to learn more Celine Dion songs and sing more often," Elsa murmured. She leaned in and this time she kissed Anna. They fell back on the hood of Anna's car and continued to kiss. When they parted lips, they lay beside each other and stared up in to the sky, watching as orange and red danced across their line of sight as the building burned.
Off in the distance, the sound of sirens could be heard. Anna couldn't be bothered in that moment, though. Where she was, her night, everything had just been too perfect.
Anna didn't let go of Elsa's hand.
I could be with her for the rest of my life...
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Isabelle was sitting on the couch with her nose in her book. It was a little after eleven o'clock and her husband was sitting on the couch beside her watching TV. She wasn't really reading as she was thinking too much about her daughter and how her date was going.
"Do you think Anna is okay?"
Aaron shrugged. "I don't see why she wouldn't be? If something bad would have happened on her date I'm sure she would have called us." Aaron flipped through the channels and stopped on the news channel. Reports were saying that a restaurant had gone up in flames. "Why the hell didn't they have fire extinguishers?"
Isabelle disregarded the comment. "It's after eleven. I'm going to call Anna just to make sure she's okay." She reached over to the table next to the couch and picked up her phone. Her husband stopped her. Isabelle turned her focus to him.
"Let her have her fun," Aaron said calmly. "It's been two years since she's been on a date. I'm sure she's fine. Just let her be happy tonight."
Isabelle hesitated and then removed her hand from the table without her phone. She nodded. "Okay." She picked her book back up and tried reading once more. Unfortunately, she was still worried about her daughter and all she could do was look at the words without comprehending their meanings.
"How can someone own a restaurant and not have fire extinguishers?" Aaron was appalled at the news of the fire.
The lock to the front door clicked and then the door creaked open. Isabelle wasted no time in getting to her feet. "Anna! Anna, is that you?!"
There was no reply. She raced to the front door and the silhouette of the body standing there was unmistakably Anna's. Isabelle ran up and clutched her daughter in a tight hug. "Are you okay? Is everything all right? Did you have a wonderful night? How was your date?"
Anna still didn't reply. Isabelle pulled away from the hug. She led her daughter to the living room. The light hit her face and Anna was revealed to have a goofy grin strewn across her face.
"Well, that's the face of someone who had a good time," Aaron jested.
"Oh, Anna, you're okay!" Realizing she had panicked for no reason, she returned to her seat on the couch and smiled at her daughter. "So, how was the date?" She was doing her best to seem calm, cool, and collected.
Anna didn't reply at first, but after a few moments she said in a monotone voice, "You were right, mom. I had a wonderful date. Elsa is everything I had hoped she would be." Anna finally came out of her daze enough to take a seat in the large, comfy chair sitting beside the couch on the other end of the table.
Isabelle felt relieved. "I'm glad it went wonderfully for you."
Unable to contain her sudden excitement, Anna shouted, "We kissed! I kissed her! She kissed me! There were sparks! There was a fire! Everything clicked!"
Aaron chuckled. "I'm glad to hear it. Your mom over here was about to have a panic attack." Isabelle nudged her husband and scowled at him. He shrugged. "Next time, just text her and let her know you're okay."
Anna smiled. "Okay." As the daze of her wondrous night finally settled and dissipated completely, she caught attention of the news and the burning restaurant. "Oh, we went there for dinner."
Isabelle and Aaron turned their heads to the TV. "That place just caught on fire," Aaron stated.
"I know. Elsa and I were inside when it happened."
Isabelle's mouth dropped and her eyes went wide. "What?"
"Oh, yeah, it was a rush of excitement. All of the cooks came rushing out of the kitchen shouting, 'Everyone out! There's a fire!' Suddenly, we're all scrambling to get out of the building and next thing Elsa and I know we're sitting on the hood of my car kissing and enjoying the flames." Anna smiled at her parents. "Thank you, mom, for the confidence tonight. You always know what to say to cheer me up." Anna got up and hugged her parents. "I'm going upstairs. Good night."
Anna left the room. Isabelle was motionless. Her eyes were still wide and her mouth still hung agape.
"Well, I wasn't expecting tha-"
Isabelle hit her husband's arm with her book. "Don't ever tell me to not worry about my daughter again!" She shouted. "She was in a burning building tonight!"
"I didn't know," Aaron said, rubbing his arm.
"Oh, I'm going to bed," Isabelle growled. She got up and marched to their bedroom.
Aaron turned off the TV and the lights and quickly followed his wife. "Honey, wait...!" He pleaded. "Can I make it up to you? I'll watch Titanic in its entirety with you!" He entered their bedroom and closed the door behind him.
