Elsa was mildly surprised when, the next day, Anna slid in to the empty desk next to her.

"Hey!" she said brightly, pulling a binder out of a gigantic purse. Like most Zeta Kappa sisters that Elsa knew, almost every accessory Anna had was shades of pink, brown and white and adorned with drawings of dogs. And they all had big purses. Huge purses. What the hell was in those things?

Anna had a Starbucks cup on her desk, as well. Elsa repressed any comments that were coming to the surface about typical sorority girl behavior. Anna seemed sweet, and she was honestly one of the cutest girls Elsa knew on campus. She didn't want to bring out the sarcasm too heavily and possibly insult someone who had 52 sorority sisters ready to descend on Elsa for making the president feel stupid.

But if the other girl had been wearing Uggs or a North Face, there would have been no mercy.

Elsa felt a little underdressed next to Anna, who was in a floral-print blouse, dark jeans and knee-high boots and seemed to have done more to her hair than Elsa had this morning.

But an "I really like your Dealthy Hallows necklace" exclamation chased that thought away.

Anna leaned over to examine it, and Elsa caught tendrils of citrus shampoo wafting up from the other girl's shiny hair.

"Cool," said Anna as she took the silver symbol between finger and thumb. "What house are you in, by the way?"

"Well, Pottermore said Ravenclaw, so…"

"So that's the gospel! I'm a Gryffindor, myself. Oh, sorry…" she said as a country song started playing on her phone and she leaned back from Elsa's desk. "I think this is the mechanic that is supposed to come fix something at the house...hello, this is Anna!"

Elsa reached to silence her own phone as a short, stocky young man in a blue plaid shirt collapsed into the seat in front of her.

"Hey, Elsa," he said, tucking his longboard behind his desk. She looked up with a grin.

"Hey yourself, O."

Olaf Landvik was one of Elsa's close friends, a Norwegian-born student whose parents moved to California when he was a kid. He was used to the cold, but loved the warm weather and spent most of his time from March to October riding around campus on his longboard. His nose was always sunburnt, and his hair would be bleached to almost white if he hadn't dyed it dark brown his freshman year.

"Hace frío," he lamented, even though it was 51 and sunny outside. He played lacrosse in the spring, and could be heard complaining most of the season about how he didn't understand why he ever came to Ohio in the first place. His teammates responded by nicknaming him The Snowman. He hated it (but really, he loved it).

Olaf was pretty terrible at Spanish, but vowed to stick with it because he loved the language. His slight Norwegian accent added an extra touch to his poor skills, but he was so damn enthusiastic about it that no teacher could bear to fail him-plus, he had the best housemate and study buddy around.

Elsa, who was technically a junior even though she was 22, met him on the first week of classes their freshman year and he had been stuck to her side since. She lived with him and two other European lacrosse players off-campus, and had the house mostly to herself during the spring season.

There was a mixed bag of students in this class, mostly juniors and seniors, and Anna was one of two sophomores. She smiled over at Elsa as she hung up her phone.

"Sorry, had to take that," she said to Elsa. The blonde could see Olaf gawking at Anna out of the corner of her eye. "Anyway, Harry Potter, right?" She smiled at the dark-haired boy. "Hey, it's Olaf, right?"

"Elsa," said Olaf in a loud whisper out of the corner of his mouth, "Am I dreaming or does a sorority president know my name? Do you think she'll ask me for my number?"

Elsa flicked him in the ear, but Anna was laughing.

"Of course I know you. You were in my 225 class last year. When the professor asked you what 'queremos estar contentos' meant, you said it meant 'we are queer and we are content about it.' I was laughing for five minutes after you got yelled at. I'm Anna, by the way."

"Ohh yeahhh," said Olaf with a shrug. "Hey, it was the first day! I can't be expected to be smart on a Monday in August." He flashed a dazzling grin at her as the professor walked in. "Well, good to officially meet you, Anna. Let me know if you want my number." He turned around with a flourish, his Sacramento Kings hat nearly flying off in the process.

Elsa shook her head and smiled shyly at Anna, who winked.

Olaf either scares people away or draws them in, the blonde thought dryly. I guess Anna likes him.

After a rather taxing class period full of intricate poetry, Olaf bid the girls farewell and rode out of the room on his board.

"Sorry about him," Elsa muttered. "He's insane."

"I love it," Anna assured her as she slid on a brown leather jacket. "He says the funniest shit." She stood, tucking her books and papers into that giant purse, and looked over at Elsa.

"Oh!" said the blonde, blushing slightly as she realized Anna wanted to walk with her. She shoved her stuff into her messenger bag and jammed her reading glasses back into the case on the side pocket. Anna's phone rang again as they exited the classroom.

"Yeah?" she answered. "Yeah! Oh no, that's okay...mmhmm...uhhh, I would just put it down as gener-no, that's fine, too...but how much is in the budget? ...okay, that's fine...tell you what, I'm coming back, can we just work on it at dinner? ...okay! Okay, love...okay, love you! Bye!"

She slid her iPhone back into her purse with a sigh as the two elbowed their way downstairs and out into the bright afternoon sunlight.

"Where's your next class?" Anna asked as she slid some sunglasses over her stunningly blue eyes.

"Done for the day," Elsa said, rolling up the sleeves of her cream-colored sweater as they walked along. "Probably walking home now. You?"

"I have one more later in the ed building," Anna said. "But a bit of a break now, I may sit down and answer some emails in the student center." She waved at a group of girls on the other side of the sidewalk, who waved back after a moment's hesitation.

"Are you a Spanish major?" asked Elsa.

"Nah, a minor. I'm an education major," responded the shorter girl. "Hoping to take myself to some underprivileged communities here or in Latin America to teach middle school."

Elsa smiled. "That's wonderful."

The strawberry blonde beamed. "Thank you! Are you majoring in Spanish?"

"No, actually in social work. But, I figure a good grasp of Spanish will help me in the field."

"Wow, that's awesome." Anna waved at a passing group of fraternity boys, who mumbled something in response.

Elsa hesitated, debating on divulging why social work was so important to her, but decided to save it. Though Anna was kind, and extremely easy to feel comfortable talking with, Elsa really had just met her yesterday. Besides, who really wanted an "I'm a foster kid and I'm two years behind in school because I kept moving from district to district in Columbus and had to repeat grades" speech?

"Oh hey," Anna said excitedly. "I brought up the volunteer work I want to do at the shelter last night, and I think a lot of the girls are really into it!" She delicately stepped over a puddle, almost hopped over it, really, and Elsa was a bit too busy paying attention to the other girl to notice the water, so naturally she almost fell in and had to quickly catch herself and stumble over the curb. "Careful!" Anna said with a giggle, and Elsa blushed.

Her giggle was cute. Her freckles were cute. Her clothes were cute. Her sorority sisters were probably cute.

Elsa was not accustomed to being friends with cute girls, really, just admiring them from a distance or coyly flirting with them at lacrosse parties and maybe making out with them on the couch.

Oh God, what if she had made out with one of Anna's sorority sisters?

That would be awkward if she and Anna were to become better friends.

"So don't we have a big exam next Thursday?" came the younger girl's voice as they approached the student center.

"Oh shit. Yeah, we do." the blonde groaned, making a mental note to work on studying that weekend. She had a big group project coming up for her adolescent sociology class that was also going to take up a hell of a lot of time, and had work on top of it…

"Do you study well with others?"

Elsa tried not to let her head whip around too fast.

"Hmm?"

"I was going to start studying this weekend," Anna said, silencing her phone as it began buzzing again. "Probably on Friday since I have work on Saturday and Sunday and we have chapter on Sunday too."

"What's chapter?"

"Oh, that's our weekly formal meeting," came the reply. "Usually takes a little while, but I'll probably look over stuff all this weekend." She paused outside the doors to the student center and took her sunglasses off, blue eyes shining. "You can come by the house if you want Friday evening, I'm free after five."

Elsa, who had both hands in her pockets and felt nervous all of a sudden for some reason, could only smile and nod.

"Cool," said Anna. "See ya in class Thursday!" she whirled around, and Elsa caught another whiff of that citrus fragrance before her new...friend? disappeared into the throng of students in the lobby.