Elsa turned into my shadow. And it was strange.

For the rest of February, she followed me around, an ever-present presence, just lingering about. She was like a body guard: Always there, giving off a threatening air, but never really interacting with me or anyone else.

She was just there.

And typically I'd enjoy the situation. But it was just so sudden and everything was just happening. I used to be the one whose eyes followed Elsa around constantly, wishing deep within myself that I could physically be beside her at all times.

Well, I got my wish.

Maybe it would have been better if she would have talked to me. Maybe it wouldn't have been so awkward.

I wished I knew what we were. I wanted so badly for her to love me like I did her. But I just didn't know. Maybe she felt guilty about everything she had done, and that was why she was hanging around me. Or maybe she felt lonely, after she basically ousted herself from her group of friends, and I was just some sort of last resort.

I didn't know. I just reveled in the peace that reigned during that time.