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Then the realization hit me and everything made sense. The bigger house, the many bedrooms on the second floor. It wasn't only for the three of us, but also for Olaf and Elsa. I couldn't believe it. Why did my mother not tell me that from the start? Not like it would have had changed anything. But to know it beforehand could have been nice.

''Isn't that great?''

My mother exclaimed excitedly, which brought me out of my thoughts. But after she noticed my expression, which gave no sign of the reaction she expected, she gave me a concerned look.

''What's wrong? Aren't you excited?''

At that, I tried to compose myself quickly.

''I am, I am mom. I just didn't expect that elephant of a surprise. Not really, no.''

I said, hoping to calm her, forcing a smile.

How did she think I would react to that kind of news?

Unfortunately, my mother knew me best and the fact that I was practically an open book, didn't help either. So she wasn't quite convinced.

''God, I knew it was a bad idea to keep it a secret all this time! What did I think? Well, apparently nothing. I thought nothing. I am so sorr-''

''Mom!''

I exclaimed, quiet enough to not be heard by the others inside, but loud enough for my mother to fall silent. I took her hands in mine.

''I like the surprise, okay? Don't worry about me. By the way, I always wanted siblings to remember? And I technically have two now, well not officially, but maybe that will change soon.''

I declared and winked, this time hopefully more convincing. Not that it had anything to do with a good persuasiveness. It was more like that I believed my own words. I honestly always wished for a brother or a sister since I was little. But after my father died when I was 13 and my mother didn't have a man in her life until she met Alex, the options were pretty low. I believed that I and Olaf would get along just fine. But as for Elsa, I wasn't really sure yet. The blonde didn't seem too keen on this whole living situation.

Well, I couldn't blame her really.

''Alright, I'll trust your words this time.''

Mom eventually said after she studied my face intently.

''But promise me, if there is anything, that bugs you or you're feeling uncomfortable with regarding this new household -''

She began, raising my chin gently so that she was looking right into my eyes.

''-, tell me about it and we'll figure something out together. Understood?''

I gave her a warm smile, more confident now, that everything will work out just fine between me and my new family members.

''Understood.''

''Pinky-swear.''

She ordered sternly but good-natured and raised her right pinky.

That got a giggle out of me and I rolled my eyes, locking my own pinky around my mother's.

''Pinky-swear.''

As if on cue, the moving vans arrived and we got to work.

Hours past in which different kind of furniture was brought inside our new home. Every piece getting its already definite place. Everyone was helping, well Elsa only until her own room was all set up. She picked one right next to mine. I wasn't really sure how to feel about that yet. After Elsa's room was finished, the blonde secluded herself. Leaving me, Olaf, well he was more playing around with the cartons, and the adults doing the rest of the work.

So I eventually, after my muscles ached from the heavy lifting, while sweat ran down my body and soaked the tank top I was wearing, knocked on the blonde's door. I just couldn't make sense of Elsa's behavior. How could someone be so rude and not helpful? It also didn't help much that Alex and my mother weren't bothered by that, which was strange. As if Elsa was getting some special treatment or something. You know usually something like that wouldn't bother me either, but in this case, it did. I mean, we were family now, well kind of. And I was raised that we help our family and work together. I also kind of tried to make up an excuse for her, maybe the blonde must have been feeling sick. Me being always positive and stuff. Well turned out I was wrong.

After a few minutes, the door opened and I suddenly felt self-conscious, as ice-blue eyes wandered over my upper body, clearly seeing how exhausting the work was for me. maybe I should have showered first. But sweating was something natural, I shouldn't have been ashamed of it.

Finally, her gaze came up to my face, and she raised a delicate brow.

''What do you want?''

She asked distantly.

''Uh-Uhm, I was just wondering if you were alright,''

I explained sheepishly, rubbing the back of my neck. What was wrong with me, why was she making me so nervous? I felt how even more sweat was forming on my forehead.

'' Yes, I am. Why wouldn't I ?''

Elsa asked slightly annoyed and crossed her arms in front of her chest. The door opened a little wider and I got a good view of Elsa's room. Everything was neatly in order and tidied up already. Suddenly the tattooed arm blocked my view into the room, as Elsa grabbed the doorframe with her right hand.

''So?'' She bored.

I quickly turned my gaze to the blonde.

''Well, because you only helped with your room, I thought you were sick or anything. And uhm, I wanted to ask you, if you need like a tea or a soup. You know to feel better? But yeah you already said you're feeling alright, soooo yeah...''

''Yeah, I'm fine. Is there anything else?''

The blonde asked impatiently.

''Uhm..no.'' I gave back, too stunned to come up with a better answer.

''Great.''

With that Elsa slammed her door shut. Leaving me standing in the corridor dumbfounded.

What the hell did just happen? It's not like I never dealt with rudeness before, but I couldn't understand why Elsa acted like that. We barely knew each other, hell, that was the first proper conversation we had, if you could call it like that. And still, the blonde displayed a dislike for me, which was hard to comprehend. I felt how anger boiled in me.

''Who does she think she is?'' I mumbled to myself. I walked into my own room. The worst part was, that it bothered me more than it should. With a sigh I looked over to the bags and cartons I still had to unpack. Suddenly a ringtone broke the silence and I swiftly pulled my cellphone out of the back pocket of my jeans.

''Hey Kris''

''Hey feisty, how's the new house?''

''The house is great, much bigger than the other one.''

Kristoff was picking up on my bad mood because he then asked.

''Is something wrong? You don't sound too excited.''

I hobbed on my bed and explained to him what had been unfolded ever since we arrived at the house.

''So you're not only moving in with the best Ice-cream maker and genius himself but also with his hot daughter?''

I rolled my eyes. Kristoff was obsessed with not only ice cream, but also ice itself. During winter you could compare the backyard of his house with a museum of ice sculptures, because of the many different figures he carved out of big ice blocks. He once carved a whole troll family and it took him only three weeks. I've got to hand it to him that it was quite impressive, even though I often got annoyed by his obsession with it. Or maybe I was just jealous because there was nothing I was so passionate about. Anyway, he loved Frost's ice cream, and almost fainted as he got to know Alex. It was really funny to watch as they both shook hands and my best friend whimpered like some kind of groupie. So due to that, it was no surprise that he knew almost everything about his idol. Therefore about his kids as well.

''God damnit Kristoff focus!''

''Sorry, you're right! Do you want me to pick you up to grab a burger, so we can talk properly?''

I glanced at the bags and cartons but made the decision to finish that later. I needed some break, I was drained out from earlier and needed to get my thoughts off of a particular blonde housed just one wall away. So I arranged a time with Kristoff and gathered some new clothes from my bags after I decided to take a shower.

Well, the next thing that happened could have been totally avoided, if I would have paid more attention. You remember the bathroom, which was just separated from my room by a door? It turned out that mine wasn't the only room that was connected to this particular bathroom. I of course had to figure this out in the worst way possible. Because as I entered the bathroom in just my undies I completely missed the door which was a little hidden in the far left corner of the room. Hidden because a dark-blue bathrobe hung on a clothes hook, which was fixated at it. I honestly paid no mind to the bathrobe, because I was looking forward to my well-deserved shower. So as I took off my bra in front of the bathroom mirror and examined my body with a frown because I counted more freckles than the last time, the hidden door to my right opened.

My head snapped to the right so fast that a nasty crack could be heard. Standing in a door frame was Elsa, with wide eyes. She not only got an eye full of my right boob, but also of my almost nude body. I quickly covered my chest with my hands after the first shock. I rushed into my room and ended up pressed against the cool wood of the bathroom door, heavy breathing. My face felt hot, probably matching the color of my hair. I heard Elsa's door a few seconds later, leaving the bathroom as well. That was one of the most embarrassing moments of my young life and I have quite a lot of those. Elsa, a total stranger just saw me naked, she might as well just watch me shower at this point. There were no boundaries left. How was I supposed to talk to her now? I already got nervous in her presence. I would be a total, nervous, rambling mess, after this. Why did stuff like this always happen to me? Her first impression of me was already not the best one apparently and now this? At this point, I just couldn't wait for this painful, humiliating day to be over. Luckily Kristoff would be here soon to hopefully lift my mood. Speaking of, I walked over to my nightstand, where my phone was charging, to check the time. I had only thirty minutes left to shower and get ready.

I threw over my green bathrobe, grabbed my shampoo bottle, and hurried to the bathroom of my mother and her boyfriend.

After a quick shower, I was back in my room again and got quickly dressed. My decision fell on a pair of blue skinny jeans, a plain blue blouse, and a pair of white sneakers. I didn't bother to blow-dry my hair and braided it into my two pigtails. At last, I put on some light make-up, grabbed my sunglasses and purse, and walked out of my room, heading to the stairs.

As I almost reached the end of the stairs, I picked up on a discussion that came from the living room. I recognized Alex and Elsa, which made me stop at my pace and listening.

''No, Elsa, there's no more room left for you to change to,''

Alex said irritated.

''What about your study?''

Elsa gave equally irritated back.

''No, means no. Maybe it's a good opportunity for you two to get to know each other better.''

''Over a shared bathroom?''

Elsa said in disbelief. And for some reason, strange images appeared in front of my eyes of her and me, and I blushed. Where was that coming from, all of a sudden?

What was her problem? It's not like I walked in on her being naked. And now she wants to move into another room? Oh, I'm sorry that my naked body grossed you out that much. What disgusted you most? My freckles or tanned skin or maybe my panties? I got really irritated at the whole situation now. I only knew her for less than 24 hours and I was already fed up with her.

''How about you give it a few weeks and see how things work out between Anna and you. You can still move into another room after.''

I heard my mother softly suggesting, trying to solve the problem. Apparently, she was also there.

I decided that I heard enough and was about to continue down the stairs, but suddenly my phone rang again. Startled I pulled it out of my back pocket but before I could turn it off I lost my hold on it. I juggled it between my hands, desperately trying to get a hold of the goddamn piece of electronic scrap. It eventually got out of reach flew down the remaining stairs.

''Shit.'' I hissed and I threw myself after the phone. They already knew that I was there, so there was no use to hide it anymore, but I thought I could prevent things from getting worse. It appeared that I was wrong, as I caught my phone mid-air and landed with a loud thump on the floor afterward. My knees beared the brunt and I groaned in pain while I sat on my butt and rubbed my legs.

''Anna? What are you doing?''

I heard my mother asking.

I looked up, only to be met by the trio, who came out of the living room, obviously drawn by the loud noises I caused. I abruptly stood up dusting off my pants, blushing.

''Ahhh I just tripped and fell down the stairs''

After their shocked looks, I continued.

''Well not all the stairs, of course, just the last five maybe. But I'm fine, totally fine. Don't worry.''

I finished with a nervous laugh.

Elsa looked at me as if I was insane before she walked past me and went upstairs.

''Are you sure?'' Alex worried.

''Yeah, I am. You know Kristoff is waiting for me outside, so I have to go now. Bye!''

With that, I dashed out the front door before the two of them could say anything more.

As expected Kristoff's pickup stood in the driveaway. The windows were down and rock music blasted through the warm night air. The sun was still up which wouldn't change until nine pm.

''Damnit Kris, why couldn't you ring the doorbell like you always do?''

I growled as I got into the passenger seat. I knew it wasn't fair to be so harsh to him, but I was so angry, that I couldn't help it.

''Woah, what's bitten you?''

He exclaimed surprised, holding his hands up in defense.

I sighed and gave him an apologetic look.

''Sorry, I had a rough day and you just caused the second most embarrassing situation to happen to me today.''

''Wow, only two today? You're getting better.''

''Kristoff!'' I yelled, but the corners of my mouth went slightly upwards anyway. He was such a douche sometimes.

''Okay, okay sorry. Spill your guts, feisty-pants. I promise I'll be quiet and listen.''

With that, he started the motor and I began to tell him everything, while we made our way to grab dinner.

After 15 minutes we eventually arrived at OaKens' Cabin. The most popular burger place in Arendelle. The owner was a tall, muscular man with a mustache and who always greeted his customers with the most friendly smile on his face. Even though we never experienced him angry or upset, Kristoff and I agreed that we never wanted to witness him in that state either.

The reason why it was so popular was the fact that the owner himself stood in the kitchen and made sure every burger left it perfectly and conjured a smile on his customer's faces.

We sat at our usual spot, while the waitress, a blonde, young woman brought us the menu. She took our drink orders and left again.

''And then she just looked at me like I was crazy or something and went upstairs.''

I finished, dropping the menu dramatically on the table.

The waitress brought our drinks, and we ordered our meal, so it took a moment for Kristoff to answer.

''Well, first of all, what is so bad about her seeing you naked? I mean you're both girls and it's not like you have something she doesn't. You see naked girls in the changing room at school all the time.''

I was about to say something but Kristoff holds up a finger, signaling that he wasn't finished yet.

''And secondly, did you try to put yourself in her position yet? You told me that she and her brother lived with their mother, right?''

I nodded, not really knowing where he was going with this.

''Well isn't it weird that they suddenly move together with their father?''

He was right, it was indeed odd. I also didn't think of that before. Maybe she was really just pissed because she suddenly had to live with her father and missed her mother. Or worse what if...

''Kristoff? Do..do you think something happened to their mom?''

I asked him, my voice full of fear now. I knew what it's like to lose a parent. I suddenly felt guilty for being so angry at Elsa. Everyone deals differently with pain, and if that's Elsa's way to deal with it, then I couldn't really blame her. If being mean to me helped her to deal with her feelings, then so be it.

''Hmm, I don't know, did Alex mention anything?''

Kristoff asked, taking a sip of his Coke.

''Well, no but maybe it's too painful to talk about it? They are divorced, yes. But he has two kids from her. I can't imagine him being so cold about it, you know?''

I explained, still feeling guilty. But I didn't notice him appearing sad lately, either. Either she died and he really was cold about it, or she is alive and we barked up the wrong tree.

''Maybe, you could ask your mother about it,''

Kristoff suggested.

''Yeah, you're right, I should do that!''

I exclaimed positively. Why didn't it occur to me earlier? My mother would know, what happened and then I would know why Elsa acted the way she did, and then we would sort things out.

At this point, I didn't know yet how complicated the whole situation truly was.

''Thanks, Kris. You for once actually helped me a lot.''

I said with a smile.

''For once?''

He gave back, fixing me with an offended glare.

''By the way, there's a huge difference between girls changing room and someone walking in on me nude. She was intruding on my privacy. You're a guy though, of course, it wouldn't bother you.''

Just now our waitress came and brought two big plates with our burgers and fries.

''Well that and most importantly, I have nothing to hide.''

He said smiling mischievously and gave me a wink.

I rolled my eyes.

''Suuuuure.''

With that, I dug into my burger. I just felt now, how hungry I actually was.

Kristoff however rested his head in his hand, his elbow propped on the table, eyes dreamily looking in the air, at nothing in particular.

''What would I give for Elsa Frost to walk in on me being naked.''

He sighed, whereupon I threw a frie at him, which made him burst out in laugher.

''Shut up, you creep.''

But I couldn't help to laugh as well.