Chapter three - Sorting My Feelings out

I groan as I feel the sunlight on me, waking me up. "Rise and shine sis!" My brother sing-songed, he's always like this. I turn to the other side and try to sleep, but he calls me again. "Anna, mom told me to wake you, you really should get up". " Okay, I'll get up" I said grumpilly. "Awesome!" He clapped his hands, I don't know where he got that from. "Lunch should be ready soon" But oh well, he always had those manneurisms, wait, lunch?! "Lunch? What time is it?"

"It's one o'clock sis"

"WHAT?!"

"Hey! You don't need to scream! Just get ready and I'll call you when it's time for lunch"

"Sorry, yeah I will, but I need you to get out of here in order to do that, so bye bye"

He laughed "I will take my leave then, toodles!".

I laughed at his behaviour but suddenly remembered why I screamed at him. No, it wasn't revenge at him waking me up screaming as well, it was because I remembered that me and Elsa had agreed to talk earlier today, because she was going out in the afternoon with her parents and brothers (one's a half-brother but oh well details) to a relative's house. I groaned, again, guess today was my groaning day. I facepalmed myself for not turning on my alarm or something, I hope she doesn't hate me. My head snapped up and my eyes were wide open, god what if she hates me? What if she doesn't want to talk to me anymore? Those thoughts swirled inside my head. God, why am I so careless? I hit my face with a pillow multiple times chastising myself. When I stopped, I looked at the time, it had been 15 minutes since my brother called me, so I figured I should get up and get ready. I went to the bathroom and fixed my hair that is always horrible in the morning, seriously, it's up in all places and looks kind of like an unruly mane or something. I braid it in pigtails as I always do and then wash my face. I look myself in the mirror, and as usual, I don't find myself pretty. I have lots of freckles on my face, actually I also have them on my shoulders and other places as well, I don't like anything on my face besides my eyes. The only thing I've always liked are my teal eyes. I hate feeling like this, and having these thoughts. Having more people that told me that I was ugly more than the ones that told me I was pretty, doesn't help either. That's one of the reasons that I think Elsa would never like me, not that I think people should like each other only for their looks, because that's kinda awful, but you know what I meant. I sigh and decide to stop thinking about this, and head downstairs to see if my mom needs help. Her name is Gerda, by the way, and my brother's is Hans, but I had said it before. All of us suffered a lot with my dad's death, but my mother was the one that suffered most, she lost her husband after all, her true love. I'd be like that too if I lost Elsa, no no no no no, don't think about that again.

"Mom, do you need help? Can I do something?"

"Oh hi dear, yes, could you please make the salad dear?"

"Of course mom!"

"So, Anna dear, did you sleep well?"

"I did! Well, I was sleeping well, till Hans woke me up, I was actually having a very good dream about"

I instantly shut myself up before it was too late.

"Sorry about that dear, that would be a bit on my account since I was the one that told him to wake you up. Oh a good dream? What was it about?"

"Nothing important" I said while starting to blush a bit.

"It must be something to have you blushing like that" She said while smirking.

So I was blushing more than I knew, I thought.

"If you won't tell me, I'll try to guess let me think...was it about a girl?"

I chocked myself and starting coughing while blushing só hard it matched my hair for sure.

"Ohhh it was about a girl, and by that look it must've been a veryyyy good dream, too bad Hans interrupted it"

Still blushing, I continued to prepare the salad. So, basically, I had told my mom and brother about my interest in women a year ago or so, I told them I was gay per se. And at the beginning, they wouldn't stop teasing me about it, it eventually died down but it still happened sometimes, like just now, for example.

"So, do you know this girl? Do I know her? Or was she "made up" or something?"

I blocked, I had told them about Elsa, but not about my feelings for her.

"Oh no, you don't."

"And you? Do you know her?"

"Uh I-I-I-I uh..."

My mother just smirked at me and then laughed.

"Oh Anna you are too precious! So, who's she?"

I mumbled something.

"What dear? I couldn't hear you" She teased.

"I said, it's Elsa. If you rememb-"

"Ohhh Elsa, that girl you met on the internet, that you listen to singing all the time and talk about non-stop? I knew you liked her."

"I do not talk about her non-sto-" My eyes got wide. "Wait, what? Ho-how di-did y-you?"

"Oh for heaven's sake child, even your brother must know it, the way you talk about her and your expressions and, dear, it was soooooo obvious" Her mother giggled while saying it.

"Was I really that obvious? God..." I hid my face with my hands.

"Oh come now dear, no need to be ashamed, love is a beautiful thing. And you're a wonderful, funny, inteligent and pretty girl. She'd be a fool if she didn't like you back, no offense intended of course"

I chuckled. "Me? Pretty? And Elsa, liking me back? Give me a break mother. My prettiness is as existent as Elsa's feelings for me."

My mother looked a bit shocked at what I said, but that expression quickly changed and turned into what appeared that she was a bit angry.

"Listen to me Anna Adams, I don't like you speaking of yourself that way, and why wouldn't Elsa like you? For all you know, she can think and feel the way you do as well! Now, I don't want you thinking so lowly about yourself, understood?"

I nodded.

"Good, as Elsa, only time will tell. Now" She clapped her hands, much like Hans did, guess he learned that from her.

"Let's set the table, shall we? Go call your brother while I start doing it."

"Okay mother. Hans! Come down for lunch!"

"Coming!" He sung.

I rolled my eyes and went to help my mom set the table.

Once Hans arrived, we served ourselves and started eating.

"So, Hans" My mom turned to him. "Any boys I should know about?" She asked.

Yes, my brother is also gay, in case you hadn't figured that out yet.

After he swallowed what he had in his mouth, he replied.

"Well, not really, maybe there will be more fish in the sea when I go to college next year."

"Maybe. Well, then it appears that Anna is more lucky than you" She chuckled.

"Whaaaaa are you serious? Why hadn't you told me yet, dear sister? Do I know her?"

I continued eating and tried to ignore them but still started blushing nonetheless.

"Ohhh this must be good! Do you know who it is mom?"

"It is good son, oh yes, I got it out of her a few minutes ago."

"Really? Who is it then?"

"It's Elsa dear, that girl she told us about, remember?"

"I knew it! I knew it!" He shrieked.

My mom turned to me and said: "See? What did I tell you?"

I chuckled at their behaviour.

After that we finished eating and then me and Hans told our mom to rest while we washed the dishes.

"I totally ship it"

I turned to my brother, confused, and asked: "What?"

"Elsanna" - He said. "I totally ship it" He said while smirking.

"Elsanna? Really? We're your OTP now or something?"

We both laughed.

After we washed the dishes, each of us went to our respective bedrooms.

When I got to mine, I threw myself on top of my bed and lied there thinking about the talk I had with mom, my feelings, everything.

Before I noticed, I fell asleep, while thinking about those things. Thoughts surrounded my head, most about Elsa, and about what her feelings could be. And just hoped, that she didn't hate her for not showing up on the morning. Well, she would find out soon.

Tomorrow couldn't come faster.