This is Ice

by Disneyspine

Every day I would watch that one girl, hoping she'd notice me. Or...rather that she'd notice me in the way I "noticed" her. She certainly knew who I was, there was no denying that. After all: I was the only ginger, lesbian, goody-two-shoes that had had a crush on her since middle school. Highschool AU, punk!Elsa, femslash (Elsanna), drabble-esque chapters.

70. Chapter 70

The air steadily got warmer outside, reminding me that I had always liked summer better than winter.

The applications I forgot I turned in to various colleges slowly began trickling back. There were acceptances and turn downs. But that was to be expected. I was rather proud of getting my acceptance letter from Yale.

I wasn't sure, yet, what I wanted to do, though...but I suppose no one knows what they want to do until they're doing it.

But with every letter I received, I thought of Elsa. I didn't know if she was still staying with her aunt, or if she had ran away for the second time in her life.

I just kept thinking about her voice. Her singing voice, the one you could hear just above the rest of the choir. How that voice could have gotten her into Juilliard. Or Jacobs. Or somewhere else similar. The top music schools in the country.

I wondered if she applied for them. I wondered if she applied for any.

I wondered about her.