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Anna watched the blonde as she disappeared into the hallway. She heard her stomach grumble. I could make some snacks while she's in my room. She walked to the kitchen. After a while, she had prepared two glasses of chocolate milk for both of them. Anna also reheated the leftover pizza from yesterday. It seems like the snacks she prepared are for children, but she didn't mind as long as it fills her hunger and satisfies her sweet tooth. Anna bit her lip, unsure if Elsa will like it or not. Why chocolate milk?! She's a grown woman for crying out loud! She rummaged through the contents of the fridge. There wasn't anything else to drink other than Kristoff's beer. Anna wasn't fond with drinking liquor, so she left the can alone.

She sighed in defeat, giving up her search for an alternative. I just hope she still drinks milk. Wait, is she lactose intolerant? I guess not since her latte before had milk in it. Anna stood behind the kitchen counter as she waited for Elsa to emerge from her room. After a few minutes and still nothing, she walked in to check up on her. She felt her heart jump at what she saw. Elsa was sleeping on her bed and her shoes were scattered on the floor. Anna cooed at the sight. Aww, she looks so peaceful. Was this why she came to my room? Her eyes caught the glimmer of the blonde's glasses. She hadn't took it off. She's so adorkable with glasses! Well, not that she wasn't without it. Come to think of it, I haven't had glasses before. I wonder...

Anna slowly walked as gently and quietly as she can and sat to the side of the bed. She proceeded to slide herself to the side of the bed beside Elsa. She leaned forward and carefully reached for the pair, her left hand rested on the bed. Anna could hear the blonde's breathing, soft and slow. Her fingers took hold on the bridge of the black frame. When she was slowly pulling it out, a groan was heard from Elsa. Anna panicked and she quickly pulled the glasses off. Luckily, the blonde simply shifted her legs in response. That was close. Her attention went to the eyewear in her hand and her lips curled up to a tiny smile. She slid the earpieces atop her ears and rested it on the bridge of her nose. It had a moderate grade, but Anna could still see through it almost effortlessly. She turned to the cabinet and opened its doors. Behind one door was a large mirror. Anna stood in front of it. I look weird. She laughed at the thought. But it's different when Elsa wears it. It suits her. Anna turned back to the girl on her bed. She removed the glasses and set them down the desk.

The sight of the sleeping girl and the serene ambience of chirping birds and rustling leaves made Anna yawn. I can't blame her for sleeping though. I guess I could take a nap with her if she wouldn't mind.

Elsa moaned as she turned around on the bed. She suddenly felt a gentle rush of warm air on her cheeks along with a soft breath. The blonde partially opened one eye to see a blurry blob of copper. Wait, what is that? She placed a hand to rub her eyes and rested another to her temple. She should've felt her plastic eyewear, but instead she felt her own skin. Where are my glasses? Elsa sat up and placed her hands on her lap. She turned to look at the desk and found her glasses shimmering under the sunset sky. Elsa grabbed it, wore the glasses, and looked at her side. Anna! She was about to jump out of bed, but her frozen body prevented her. Her cheeks started to flush almost instantly. The jolt of energy made her drowsiness disappear. So technically, I've slept with Anna. Wait, no! Stop it! Her face was now a bright shade of red at the thought. She covered her face with her hands, but left an opening for her to stare at Anna. She wore a plain green tank top with black shorts. Her chest was slowly rising up and down, her limbs were slightly curled up, and her strawberry blonde hair was spilled all over the pillow. She could see freckles extending to her shoulders. O-oh my…

Anna groaned as she lazily stretched her arms and legs. She let out a yawn and rubbed her eyes. Elsa panicked, so she slumped to the bed and pretended to be asleep. Her eyes were shut tight. Anna sat up the same way Elsa did moments ago. She turned to her side to face the blonde. Resting her hands to her shoulder, she lazily shook her. "Elsa, wake up."

Elsa groaned and stretched her arms and legs, almost imitating what Anna did. Once she was up, she turned to face her. "How long have I been asleep?"

Anna gazed to the window. "By the looks of it, about five hours."

"Really? Anyway, sorry about sleeping in your room. I guess I should've took coffee this morning."

"Oh it's fine. I saw you sleeping, so I just went in and joined you."

Elsa was the first to get out of bed, Anna followed suit afterwards. They went outside and went to the kitchen. Anna flicked the light switch on. "I also prepared us snacks, but now it's cold." She pouted as she tilted her head slightly to the right.

Oh God, that pout. Are you trying to give me a heart attack?!

"Do you have any coffee?" Elsa asked as her face started to heat up.

"Yeah, we do. I don't usually drink coffee except when I pull an all-nighter. I think there's still some left," the redhead stated. She opened the cupboard and got the jar filled with the dark brown powder. "Here you go." Elsa got the jar from her and placed them on the counter.

"Here's the sugar and milk," Anna added, handing her a jar and a carton.

"Thanks," Elsa said as she reached for the sugar and milk and placed them beside the first jar. She was already heating up a mug from the microwave. She let out another yawn and slumped her back. After a while, the microwave rang. She opened the lid, got the mug, and placed it on the counter. She poured amounts of coffee, sugar, and milk to the mug. Finally, she stirred it together with a teaspoon.

They sat on the living room couch as they watched some videos using Anna's laptop. It was positioned on a chair a few feet away from them. Elsa was sipping on coffee and Anna was sipping on chocolate milk. They were taking turns on what they'll watch. Elsa picked gameplay videos like that of Markiplier's and informative videos like that of Vsauce's. Anna picked music videos from Monstercat and Tasty Network. Elsa had found a few artists to listen to at home. In the end, Anna got interested in gameplay videos so they stuck to that. Elsa simply giggled at the guy's reactions, while Anna was way louder than her.

After a while, Anna finally settled down. A thought came to the blonde's head.

"Wanna watch Outlast: Whistleblower?" She asked.

"What's that?"

"It's uh... a survival game in the dark," Elsa said.

Yeah, it is like a survival game. You try not to get killed.

"Okay," the redhead shrugged.

A smirk appeared on the blonde's lips. This is gonna be good. She shifted her eyeglasses.

Elsa leaned forward and clicked on the video from the guy she watched earlier that day. She brought down her coffee to the floor beside her.

"You might want to set that glass aside," she said, pointing to the glass Anna was holding.

"Hmmkay!" Anna chimed and set it down on the floor.

The video had begun with an introduction from the man playing the game.

"How's it goin' bros? My name's Pewdiepie! Welcome to some more Outlast. I didn't expect that…"

"Eeek!" Anna squealed loudly at the cannibal that pounced at the player. She snapped her head away from the screen and found its way behind Elsa's shoulder, and her hand grabbed Elsa's arm as her chest was leaning on it. Elsa could feel the girl's heart beating fast behind the clothing.

Elsa, however, wasn't too scared at the scene. She merely flinched because of Anna than the video itself. She stood her ground while the redhead clung to her like a koala on a tree trunk. I guess this was too much for her. But God! She's a gem! She leaned forward and reached out for the mouse, struggling slightly from the clinging redhead. Finally, she had paused the video and closed the lid. Elsa turned to face Anna.

"It's okay, Anna. It's just a game," she muttered, an attempt to comfort her.

Anna buried her face in the blonde's shoulder, but her eyes were looking up to Elsa. "You sure?" She asked, muffled yet audible.

Aww! I swear your adorableness is lethal to me.

She brought her free hand up to the copper hair and gently stroked it. "I'm sure," she replied. Elsa felt her loosen her grip and her heart rate slow down. They sat there for a while as Elsa continued to stroke her hair.

"Hey," Anna said.

"Hmm?"

"How come you weren't scared?" Albeit her voice was muffled, she still managed to understand it well.

"I kinda knew it would happen."

"How?"

"Well, let's just say it came from experience."

Anna brought her head up, her eyes still at the blonde, her eyes full of intrigue. "Wait, what do you mean 'experience'?" she asked.

Elsa's hand stopped abruptly and her eyes widened at the question. Oops! What should I do? Should I tell her I'm a gamer? A million possible scenarios played through her mind, all which ending horribly. A lump formed in her throat, her lips were quaking. A few seconds later, she remembered something important.

She was okay with me having glasses. Would it be the same in this case?

Finally, she had come to a decision. Elsa took a deep breath. "You see..." She closed her eyes shut. Her shoulders tensed up, bracing for her reaction. "I play video games." She muttered very softly, almost inaudible.

To her surprise, Anna just sat there, eyes glued to the blonde. "You're a gamer?" she asked.

Elsa nodded shyly in response.

Anna gasped a little too loudly. "Really? Awesome!"

Wait, what?!

Elsa opened her eyes and looked down to see a jubilant redhead in front of her. Is she okay with the real me? Her hand was still curled up around Elsa's arm, and her other hand was brought to her chest. Her turquoise eyes are gleaming with excitement. Her smile was wide and full of enthusiasm. Elsa felt her body melt at the redhead. A wave of relief went through her. Elsa felt tears building up from her eyes. She wrapped her arms around Anna, and took her in for a hug. Anna was surprised at the unexpected hug, but she still returned the favor. She rested her head on the crook of Elsa's neck, her face pressed against the blonde braid. As soon as she felt Anna on her neck, Elsa tightened the hug. The redhead let out a satisfied sigh, and Elsa smiled.

Elsa was running to school as she was minutes away from being tardy. She wore a black shirt and denim blue jeans with white sneakers. Her hair was tied to a ponytail. She was also wearing thick black-framed glasses. It was prescribed by her doctor due to her diminishing vision. She had been given a variety of glasses to choose from, but she picked this. When she had arrived at the front door, a few people waved at her, and she waved back. She continued to walk down the corridor, seeing more and more of her already few friends. They looked at her in surprise, but Elsa was too occupied to notice them. She was relieved when she saw the classroom door still open. She paced inside, and sat down at the back of the class. As if on cue, the teacher entered the room. The students sat down and the buzzing conversations have receded.

"Time for roll call," she announced. She brought out a thin notebook, opened it, and ran her finger on it as she called each student for attendance. They reacted accordingly when they were called. "Ms. Lancaster?" she continued.

"Here!" Elsa said.

Strangely, everyone's eyes stayed at her longer than expected. Soon enough, she heard faint giggles at some students. Elsa was oblivious and paid no mind.

"Nerd!"

The blonde was shocked at the accusation. She looked down at her shirt. It had a print of Link from The Legend of Zelda. "Wait, why did I wear this? I thought I kept this out—" her thoughts were interrupted by a moist ball of paper impacting on her cheek. Everyone in the room, save for the teacher who was absolutely furious, burst into laughter.

"Everyone, settle down! Who did that?!" the teacher demanded.

Elsa simply sat there, frozen. The embarrassment and the spitball had pushed her too far, and her body just shut down. She wanted to get out of there, to get out of the room and leave the laughing students, to get out of everyone else, to get out of reality, but her legs didn't respond as she wished. Tears quickly built up from her eyes, and was on the verge of bursting. Elsa clenched her fists so hard her knuckles turned white. Finally, her legs were functioning again, so she stood up abruptly, causing silence amongst the students and the teacher. She kept her face emotionless as she walked out through the door, leaving everyone in the room with mouths agape. After everyone has settled down, they continued with class.

Elsa never came back that day.

The days passed, and everything was back to normal. The culprit who threw the spitball to her was given two weeks detention, and almost everyone who witnessed had set it aside, marking it as just a day in the life. Well, except for Elsa. This made her cave in to herself. She talked less often, wore clothes with no evidence of her interest in gaming, and even switched her glasses to contacts. She never talked to her old friends, those who really clicked with her, and she had made new ones, those who she thought were normal. Basically, Elsa became one of them, and she blended with everyone else. Elsa was normal, and she was happy…

...but she was never truly happy.

Moments later, she had been brought back to the present, and found herself in Anna's arms. Her warmth pressed against her body. Tears came rolling from her cheeks. Anna snuggled her face in the crook of her neck. Elsa's doubts and insecurities disappeared, all because of her. She accepted the entirety of her. Every bit of Elsa made Anna smile in glee. It was certainly a new thing to have confidence in what she does and what she is. A lot of eventful days occurred in just a small span of time. If she hadn't help her out with her laptop, all of this would never have happened. Anna came to her life just a few days ago, but she had changed her life forever. A question echoed in her mind: Is she okay with the real me?

After a lot of thinking and a lot of time spent with her, she had found out the answer.

She is.

A/N: Thank you for all who have read this, helped me in writing this, and have supported me so far! It means a lot to me. Thank you for Reni Readiris for the 'Outlast scene' idea.

I apologize for the short chapter. Also, her situation is similar to that of mine before. Let's just say that in my high school, you get picked at when you are different. A girl having thick glasses and a true passion in video gaming was not a social norm. Well, this was mostly from observation and a little from experience. Don't worry, the glasses and games will have a role in the plot soon.

The Youtube channels mentioned before are personally my favorites. I'm not advertising or anything of the sort. In case, you're wondering, Elsa (in my fanfic) is really sensitive when it comes to teasing or bullying or something like that. She can tolerate insults from a faceless individual like in online games or in her work. Yes, her name is Elsa Lancaster.

Reviews and constructive criticisms are always welcome!