A/N: Thank you all so much for the follows, the reviews, the favorites. I am encouraged every day to keep plugging away at this! Let me know if you have any questions or comments. :) Have a good Sunday!

OH! And someone asked if they are actually sisters in this fic. I know that some people are totally in to that and some are not, so I think I will leave that open to your interpretation because I am still not sure myself what I want to do-I will keep it ambiguous, eh? :)

Raggy

Elsa followed Anna, who was in track pants and a pink tank top, up the stairs and turned down a long hallway. She heard a shower running, heard girls laughing and nearly got run over by one who dashing from room to room.

The blonde stared at the rows of doors with some wonder, seeing colorful decorations and photos pinned to cork boards and thinking faintly of her past, of a different row of rooms much less cheerful, of waiting with the other foster kids for someone to take her home.

It wasn't a bad place, the kids were never abused and always had enough to eat. And she had tried to be happy with a foster family, she really had-but nothing ever worked out, and, at 18, she said farewell to her old life and lived on her own for the remainder of high school.

She thought ruefully of how lucky these sorority girls all were. They probably all had a family, had a mom and dad helping them through college-and they also had this sorority house, had sisters here away from home.

Really, she tried not to dwell on things like this. What was the point? All she could do was keep working for her future.

But she often wondered if she had a sister out there, too.

Anna pushed her way into a room at the end of the hall. Elsa recognized, with a touch of amusement, that the bed in the corner looked exactly the same as the ones in the dorms.

But the rest of the room was totally different than any dorm room-spacious, with dark wooden floors and room for a big desk, a loveseat, and a television along with a dresser and mirror, and a few random chairs that all had clothes or books on them. Several movie and TV posters were pinned on the purple wallpaper-"Parks and Recreation," "Breakfast at Tiffany's," "Dexter."

Elsa was nervous, all of a sudden, to be alone with her new study buddy. She didn't always get like this, certainly not with the few one-night stands she had with other girls on campus-this kind of nervous felt almost like a crush, which sounded so cliche, but was true.

"I meant to straighten up," said Anna with a sigh. "But I got distracted." She shuffled some papers around on the white wooden desk, clearing a spot for Elsa to put her bag down. "The president gets a bigger room, but-" she waved her left arm dramatically. "It's just more space for all my crap."

Elsa sat in one of the chairs and started unloading books and notebooks.

"Fuel for the long road ahead?" she asked, pointing to a big bowl of M&Ms.

"You have no idea," Anna said, pulling open a drawer and grabbing an assorted handful of candy. She sat in the adjacent chair and opened a snack size Snickers.

"I think I do, actually," said the blonde, grabbing a pack of chocolate mini-muffins out of her bag with a smirk.

"Awesome." Anna said brightly. "I swear, the weekends are the worst because our cook isn't here and we have to make our own food. Sometimes, I just eat candy for dinner. It's a wonder I haven't lost all of my teeth."

"Hey boss, you coming to dinner with us?" came a voice at the door. A pretty black girl poked her head in and smiled at them.

"No thanks, Tiana. I'm going to stay here and study. And...be a mama bear, so to speak. I'm going to keep an ear out for where everyone is going out tonight. Please let me know if you run into any trouble later, okay?"

"I always do, Madam President." Tiana walked off.

"Fridays and Saturdays will become big nights to go out now," Anna said, flopping into the chair. "We-well, we weren't ever permitted to have alcohol in the house but some girls snuck it in under the old president because she didn't really care. Now, I make doubly sure no one has any booze, so they'll go out somewhere else if they want to get drunk. I'm keeping them safe." A wry smirk. "I'm also sucking the fun out of everything."

"Studying on a Friday isn't fun?" Elsa quipped as she thumbed through "Don Quixote."

"Someone's got to be responsible," said the younger girl with a cute wink as she flipped through her notebook. "They're-I mean, I don't have any other siblings. And now I have all of these girls, and the other girls who have graduated, and every other Zeta Kappa in the world is my sister, as well. This house is so full of life, so full of love. It's nothing like I had when I was growing up."

Elsa was listening carefully, feeling slightly envious again before she thought of the three guys waiting at the house for her. True, she never had siblings-but the three Norwegians were damn close.

You really are lucky, she told herself. And when you graduate, you'll be perfectly suited to help other orphans so they can find homes and not have to jump from school to school.

Another sorority sister knocked at the door, this one a tan blonde in jean shorts and cowboy boots.

Elsa tried not to stare.

"Have you seen my little?" she asked in a slight drawl, chewing voraciously on some gum.

"Just went down the hall. Hey, who is the DD tonight?"

The girl rolled her eyes. "Probably Tiana, of course. I never get to see her get wild because she's always volunteering to drive!"

"You should make her a saint. Have fun okay?"

"Okay, see y'all later." The girl sashayed down the hall, taking Elsa's eyes with her.

"Dear God in heaven," she whispered reverently, turning back to Cervantes.

Deep blue-green eyes stared at her, a lure that drew her back out of the book. "Huh?" said Anna.

Elsa blushed. Should she or should she not admit to her new budding friend that she was totally checking all of the sorority girls out?

Anna's freckles and perfect cheekbones were right in front of her again.

"Uh, I-" she cleared her throat.

Out with it!

"I don't think we can study here all the time if this gets to be a regular thing."

Anna's face fell for a second. "Too many distractions? That's okay! I can totally shut the door-"

"No," Elsa said hurriedly as the younger girl started to get up. "I mean, yes, I am distracted...but…" she took a deep breath. "Just don't drop me in a middle of a pack of them again, will you? I don't think my fragile, five-on-the-Kinsey-scale heart can handle that."

Anna snorted, covering her mouth with her hand, before breaking into a fit of giggles.

"Oh my God," she said through her laughs. "You loved being down there, didn't you?"

Elsa blushed. Anna's cute laughter was infectious.

"Only a little," she said, chuckling dryly.

"They probably loved it," Anna said, reaching over to grab a handful of M&Ms. "They're used to guys hitting on them all the time, but girls are a totally different game." Her brilliantly blue eyes-really, they were almost teal-met Elsa's. "Besides," she said, her voice dropping slightly. "Having someone else beautiful compliment them must have been a huge ego boost."

Elsa felt her face get hot. "Well," she parried. "You must tell them they're pretty all the time, so they should be used to beautiful people complimenting them, right?"

"You're smooth," Anna countered, chomping her candy. "Does it usually work?"

Elsa smirked. Whether Anna was intentionally flirting with her or just teasing, she didn't want to back down from the challenge.

"I don't know," she said, playing coy as she leaned back in the chair. "Some people might say so. I don't ask for reviews the morning after, though, so the jury's out on that one."

"I'll have to ask around campus about that," the younger girl said sardonically.

"Can we work now? Come on, I have shit to do," Elsa chided, her heart racing as Anna regarded her with a look that sent a shiver down her spine.

"Yes ma'am," the strawberry blonde replied.

Elsa tried very hard to concentrate on her book, and ignore the swelling feeling in her chest.