A/N:Just a bunch of one shots showing how our OTP always ends up together. My goal is to get to 50 and I will take prompts.

Disclaimer: Do I look like I own Frozen?

Elsa huffed as she pushed herself to run faster. Normally, she didn't participate much in gym class but today was a special occasion. "Whoa, slow down, Speedy Gonzales. What's the hurry?"

Her current competitor was a complete and utter dick. He was usually the first to finish all of the required laps for gym so he wasn't used to competition. Especially from a slacker, like Elsa. "Shut up, Hans," Elsa gasped out.

"You look like you're gonna pass out, Arendelle."

"You both look like you're gonna pass out," a third voice interrupted. It was none other than Anna Bjorgman, the reason Elsa's trying so hard. Ever since Anna transferred to her gym class a couple days ago, Elsa has been competing with Hans to be at the top of the class, to earn Anna's attention. A little attention whore-ish if you ask Elsa, but you'd do it too if you saw Anna.

Beautiful copper hair, athletic body, adorable personality. Who wouldn't want attention from a goddess like that?

Anna winked as she passed by the two dazed competitors. It was unclear as to who she was winking at, but that didn't stop them from trying to beat each other for second place. Anna was basically sprinting, trying to hurry up and finish her laps first...until she fell face first into the gym floor. Hans ran past, not noticing Anna's plight, and cheered as he finished first, yet again. Elsa, however, ran straight to Anna to help her up.

Anna's eyes were unfocused as she locked her gaze onto the blonde, looming above her. "Am I in heaven?"

Elsa blushed in response. "No, I think you hit your head."

As soon as Hans realized what was happening and who was tending to Anna, he stormed over. "You THINK? Arendelle, she needs the nurse, not a rehashing of something that obviously happened. I'll take her."

At that moment, Anna decided to speak up again. "No, I want the angel to take me."

Elsa's blush deepened. "My name's Elsa."

Anna nodded and corrected her previous statement. "I want Elsa the Angel to take me to the nurse."

The gym teacher nodded and wrote the two a pass to go to the nurse. As Hans was silently fuming, Elsa was doing a mental victory dance.

"Come on, Anna. Let's get you to the nurse."

As soon as they were out of the gym, Anna stood up straight, no longer using Elsa to balance herself. "Wait, I thought you were hurt?"

Anna glanced at Elsa. "Oh, that? That happens almost everyday. I'm used to it."

"Then why are we going to the nurse's office?"

"We're not. I wanted to have time to talk to you and I wanted to get out of gym class early. Two birds with one stone, really."

Elsa, once again, blushed. If she kept it up, her face would permanently resemble a tomato. "You wanted to talk to me?"

Anna grinned goofily. "Of course I do. Who wouldn't? You're cute, competitive, and smart. The whole package."

Elsa looked confused. Apparently, she didn't realize when she was being hit on. "The whole package as in...?"

Anna's smile never wavered. "Girlfriend material."

Elsa started choking on air. "Come again?"

Anna winked as she made her way to the locker room. "You heard me."

"What ab-about Hans?" Elsa stuttered out.

"Who?"

"The redhead prick you're always flirting with."

Anna's smile turned coy. "That was only to get your attention."

As Anna sauntered off into the locker room, Elsa stood outside, gaping at blank space. As soon as she came to her senses, she rushed to get into the locker room, calling out,"You know, you seem like girlfriend material too."