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In this story Anna and Elsa are not sisters!
Disclaimer: I do not own Frozen!
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Elsa dropped my hand quickly after the weird spark between us. I held back the wince at her quick retreat. So far I was not making the best of impressions on her. I searched my brain for anything to say as we waited for the final bell to ring. I barely had a few minutes to strike up a conversation with the blonde beauty.
"Are you new here?" I wanted to smack my forehead of all the things in the world to ask that was the best I could come with.
Elsa tilted her head to the side, making my heart leap at how adorable she looked. A small smiled played across her lips similar to the one I saw earlier. "Yes, my family and I just moved to Arendelle this summer." I just stared at her for a moment caught in her icy blue eyes that should have sent a chill through by body but instead they held a lick of fire that I wanted to see burning for me. Elsa's smile grew bigger the more she watched me. "You keep staring at me. Do I have something on my face?" Her long finger's delicately touched her cheeks, gazing at me in wonder.
I shook my head quickly, waving my hands in front of me. I looked like a bird flapping its wings. "Oh, no. It's just you're so gorgeous." I clapped a hand over my mouth, not believing that just slipped past my lips. Talk about my filter being off while in Elsa's presence.
Elsa giggled a light musical sound that immediately alleviated my anxiety from my goof. "Thank you. You're also very pretty."
I blushed red from the top of my head all the way down to my neck, face burning. "Thank…" Before I could finish my sentence the bell rang signaling the beginning of class and the start to my hell. I was sitting next to Elsa breathing in her vanilla scent, which made me dizzy and giddy. She smelled so good. I've always been a big fan of vanilla but on her she brought the scent something new the boggled my mind.
My mind was reeling from the fact that Elsa called me pretty. Could she find me attractive or was she just being polite? I was positive she felt something when we shook hands earlier then again that could have been my wishful thinking. I held onto the flicker of hope that I could at least form a friendship with her. I barely had any female friends. It would be a dream come true to get to know Elsa.
As the teacher droned on about what we would be covering this year I kept stealing glances at Elsa. She was facing forward, very alert. I commended her ability to stay awake. The only thing keeping me from taking a nap was catching glances of her every so often. The one time she caught me my heart lurched in my chest when we made eye contact. Elsa's eyes crinkled at the sides as she smiled at me. I gave her a little wave before facing the white board, my heart hammering away from the small look.
Finally the longest first day of school wrapped with the bell ringing just in time to stop me from falling asleep. Not a good way to end the day. I gathered my backpack, pulling out of my phone only to curse. Kristoff sent a text saying he there was no way he could take me home. That meant riding the bus.
"Anna is everything okay?" Elsa asked, as she slipped on the straps to her backpack.
"Yeah, my ride home cancelled on me." I hung my head in defeat. I thought being a senior meant I didn't have to ride the bus anymore, but my parents refused to buy me a car.
"I can give you a ride home if you want." Elsa stepped closer to me, bringing her heavenly vanilla scent closer to me. My stomach dropped to my feet. Ride home with Elsa? It sounded too good to be true. We barely met an hour ago.
"Really?" I squeaked. "But you don't even know me," I stammered, wondering why in the world I'd point that out.
Elsa pulled on her braid that was draped over her right shoulder. Her hair glowed even with the crappy school lights. "I know, but you seem so nice and I'd like to get to know you better." A light pink flush covered her cheeks. I know I wasn't imagining that. My imagination wasn't that good.
I bounced on the balls of my feet, excitement coursing through my veins. "I'd love to. I mean as long as you don't mind. I could always take the bus."
"No, it's no problem. I just have to stop by my locker then we can head out." Elsa ducked her head. I almost missed the smile that played on her lips.
I grinned widely unable to contain my happiness. Score one for me. I was talking to my crush without crashing and burning. That was a first for me.
I followed Elsa to her locker trying my hardest not to look at the sway of her hips. I stared at a point over her shoulder as we made our way through the crowded halls. I wanted to talk to her, but it was too hard over the loud students. I reminded myself I'd have plenty of time when we were in her car. Whoa! I can't believe I was getting a ride home from Elsa. Thanks to Kristoff I had the chance to try and be friends with her. My best friend had no idea he made my day by cancelling on me.
Thankfully we made it outside to the parking lot quickly. Elsa walked through the rows and rows of cars until we came upon an old light blue Buick skylark. Elsa smiled across the hood of the car at me.
"She may be old, but she's all mine and gets me to where I need to go." Elsa came around to unlock the passenger side door.
"Thank you. I think your car is awesome. I'd take anything that runs, but my parents always tell that I need to get a job to help for the insurance. I told them if they got me a car then I could drive to my job to pay for the insurance. Let's just say that argument didn't last very long."
I slid into the passenger seat, buckling my seat belt as Elsa sat in the driver's side, strapping herself in, and starting the car. "This car was my mom's then one day she said I could have it and she bought herself a new one." Elsa lovingly caressed the steering wheel while she pulled out of the parking spot. I looked around the car. I could tell it was well loved by Elsa and her mom. It had the air of comfortable messiness. There were books and clothes scattered throughout the car, not enough to make a pigsty, but enough to let you know how much the car was loved. It felt comfortable.
"Thank you so much for the ride," I told Elsa as she turned in to traffic.
"You're welcome. Now you're gonna have to tell me how to get to your house."
I started rattling off directions to Elsa. "I live on Black street."
"No way! I live about block or two away from there. That makes it a whole lot easier to get you home."
"That's so awesome!" I bounced in my seat. It didn't matter how silly I looked. Elsa was my neighbor. That meant more time could be spent together. If all went well.
I leaned my arm on the armrest, trying to contain my happiness when my arm connected with Elsa. The brief brush of skin on skin had my arm tingling. Elsa moved her arm like she had been burned.
"Please don't touch me." Elsa briefly looked at me, the pleading in her eyes begging me to understand. "I'm sorry Anna. I have a thing about touch. Unless I know its coming it really freaks me out."
I sat stunned at her admission. There was no way I could get away with touching her casually. "May I ask what caused it?"
Elsa sat quietly for a while. I wasn't sure if she would answer my question, but prayed that she would.