I got a tip from another Author about how I write thoughts. So, from now on, the thought process is going to be in italics. Apparently it's easier on the eyes! Is it? I don't own a thing to do with Frozen!

Chapter Four:

I blinked at the girl in front of me, frowning. "I, uhm, what?"

The redhead groaned, her braids swinging back and fro as she dropped her head into her hands heavily. "Don't make me say it again. It ruins the magic…"

A slight blush spread across my face as I rubbed the back of my neck sheepishly. "I- I heard what you said… You just caught me off guard with the statement…"

"I don't see how." She huffed, raising her gaze back up to my own. "I practically hit on you every chance I get."

Tugging on the edges of my hat, my face reddened even more so. "I don't see why, you don't know anything about me… besides the fact that I talk to non-existent hot chocolate gods that may or may not be the Mayans."

"I still think they ripped you off, with it being a six dollar cup and all. Then again, it was probably worth it at the time." Anna quipped, shoving her gloved hands into her pockets. I shrugged. "I probably was. But, what could I say, they use real chocolate!"

The redhead raised an eyebrow at me, tilting her head curiously. "Enlighten me. How exactly do you know this? They could just be lying to you."

I shook my head at the girl, smirk in place. "I know the girl who runs it. Esmerelda would never do such a thing to her customers. Quality above all else is a personal motto of hers."

Anna hummed, nodding her head. "Which explains why the drink was so expensive…"

"Not really." My shoulders rose and fell with another shrug. "Like you said, it was worth it."

"I said it was probably worth it."

"Same thing. Tomato, tomahto."

"Is not. Probably means that it could go either way. Saying that it is means that it's most defiantly certain."

"No shit Sherlock. How'd you figure that one out? Don't tell me… the butler did it?"

The other girl gave an unladylike snort, giving me another one of her distracting grins. "Well, Watson, let's just say I have a sharp eye for the… finer details you could say… I did manage spot you, after all."

"Oh God, please don't start getting all cheesy on me again." I groaned, dropping my head into my hands. I could practically hear her rolling her eyes at me. "Oh, shut it. You know you love my pickup lines… despite probably having heard them hundreds of times before."

I sighed, still not raising my head from my hands. "Well, at least you didn't pretend to be a pirate, like this one guy from my biology class – I think his name was James Hooke…"

Anna's brow drew together in confusion. "Hooke? Wasn't there a guy named that a few years back who kidnapped a couple of high school kids?"

I nodded, my gaze finally rising to meet hers. "Yea. The police managed to find a band of male teenagers, save two girls, trapped in cages in the basement of his home. They called themselves 'the lost boys' and had appointed a rather wild boy named Peter, I believe. Each believed themselves to be in a place called 'Neverland', having somehow joined a fantasy they couldn't wake up from when the drugs became too much for their minds to handle and when their hope dwindled to nothingness…"

The redhead's mouth fell into a slight frown. "Did they ever catch the guy?"

"Sadly, no. He left the scene days before the cops could arrive."

"Shame. Honestly, the man should've been hung for what he did, if he did do it, that is."

I raised an eyebrow questionably at her, frowning myself. "And where did this sudden, violent outburst come from? I wouldn't take you to be the type to just hand out death served on a silver platter so easily…"

The other girl rubbed the back of her neck guiltily, her teal eyes darting anywhere but my own topaz ones. "Well, I'm not… I mean, I don't quite agree with the whole 'death penalty' thing, but some people just deserve it, ya' know? Or, maybe they're just so screwed up in the head, that they need to be locked in an asylum for the rest of their lives… surrounded by the nurses from 'Silent Hill'."

I shivered, drawing my coat tighter around myself – glancing behind me as if to make sure those… creatures... weren't anywhere near me. 'Thank God they aren't real… but one can't help but be wary… right?'

"God, no!" I hissed, narrowing my eyes at her. "That idea in itself is more screwed over than the ending to 'Old Boy' or 'Flowers in the Attic'!"

"Why?" Anna asked, clearing her throat as if to stifle a giggle. "Do the nurses freak you out or something?"

I felt myself shudder once more as I nodded. "Anything that stabs a guy in the eye with a syringe and moans while doing it is defiantly in my book creepy things that should never exist…"

"Perhaps stabbing is just a fetish of theirs." The redhead stated innocently. "After all, they seemed to be enjoying themselves immensely…"

"Please don't remind me." I grumbled, shoving my hands into my coat pockets. "I'll have nightmares of near-faceless nurses chasing me with bloodied scalpels for weeks."

The other girl snorted, her grin returning. "What? Do you prefer your nurses a little less gruesome and a lot sexier?"

I ducked my head in embarrassment as a heated blush spread across my face. "Th- That's not what I meant! I mean, obviously anyone would prefer hotter chicks to those – those… things… that the order considered nurses…"

The girl laughed, shaking her head. The rich, melodic sound filled the air around us. It's light, joyful tone making me want to let go of everything and just laugh – even if just for a little bit. I could feel the sensation building up in my chest, waiting for the right opening to just burst forward suddenly…

However, I squashed the urge as best as I could. And, instead, I raised my gaze once more to watch the mirthful redhead – feeling the corners of my mouth to twitch upward slightly.

The other girl's shoulders shook from the force of her chortling, and it was a few long moments before it ceased.

As soon as it did, teal eyes were boring into mine rather happily, lopsided smile in place. I arched an eyebrow, tilting my head. "Done?"

"I do believe so, yes." She hummed back in response.

"Good." I glanced at my watch, noting the time. Four Twenty. I still had five minutes left for my break.

"Soooooooo," Anna stated, drawing out the word dramatically. "What brings you here? Early dinner? Late lunch? Plotting a robbery? 'Cause I'll totally join in if it's any of those three – especially the last one. Free pizza is the best, even if it's stolen."

"Oh, I work here." I shrugged. "It isn't much, but it gets me through."

The redhead's eyes widened slightly. "Wait, you work here? I mean, I knew you were a delivery chick, but I didn't know you worked here! I would have come sooner! Or called the guy who owns this place and insist that you deliver the pizza to my doorstep."

I sighed. "Please tell me you aren't going to start hitting on me again..."

Anna's grin widened, ever-so-slightly. "Sorry to disappoint you."

"Oh God…"

"You know, if I could rearrange the alphabet, I'd put U and I together."

"And there it is. Well, if that's all, I really need–"

"I'm not done yet." The other girl held up a finger in a gesture that clearly said 'wait a moment'. One of the redhead's hands flew up to her chest, clutching the fabric over her heart in a dramatic motion. "I really hope you know CPR…"

I raised an eyebrow.

"…Because you take my breath away."

"Anything else?" I sighed, rolling my eyes.

"Yea," Anna's playful expression slipped away – leaving a stoic mask behind in its wake. "Will you go out with me?"

I blinked, slight shock causing me to freeze as I stared at her like a deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming car. My mouth opened and closed rapidly as I tried to find something to say, mimicking that of a fish. At a loss for words, who, me?

A few moments of stunned silence passed between us, but Anna didn't seem to mind. In fact, if anything, it seemed as if she were growing a tad braver… as if the fact of me not turning her down right away gave her hope. The problem was that I didn't know if it were false hope that I was giving her – or real.

Tugging my hat down further on my head, I chewed on my lower lip thoughtfully. "…Uhm… I… well…"

The confidence in the redhead's eyes wavered slightly as she tucked a stray strand of copper behind her ear. Perhaps it was a nervous tick of hers?

… Well, if it was, it was a quite an adorable one…Or would a better word be adorkable?

Swallowing thickly, I forced my hands away from my hat and down to my sides – grabbing onto the edge of my coat instead. "…What if I refuse?"

And just like that, the girl's seriousness crumbled away – showing just a flash of hurt before it was replaced with a cool, collect façade. However, her hope never wavered. I could see that much. "Then I'll just have to try harder next time. Even so, I'd still like to eat dinner with you sometime – even if it's just as friends."

A small smile tugged at my lips. "I'm sorry. It's just, well, I barely know you. I'd feel more comfortable going on a date with my best friend Merida – and that idea itself is just awkward even thinking about it. But, I think it'd be fun going out as friends…"

"Awesome!" Anna rubbed her gloved hands together, grinning. "Let's see. How's tonight sound? That is, if you're free."

I raised an eyebrow. "Well, aren't we eager?"

"You have no idea… So… are you?"

I sighed, nodding as I rocked back and forth on the heels of my feet. "I am. I get off in an hour or so. If you want, I could have Olaf make us a pizza, and we could share it back at my place."

The other girl raised an eyebrow. "Inviting me over already? This sure escalated quickly… And here I thought you didn't want any of this…"

"Oh, shut it." I growled, resisting the urge to swipe at her playfully. "As long as you aren't stalking me, you're allowed over… even if I technically just met you a few days ago. After all, every one of my friends is welcome in my home."

"I actually wouldn't be that surprised if you actually had a stalker." Anna hummed. "Do you?"

"I used to, but it turned out just to be my friend Jack and his boyfriend playing tricks with my head."

"What'd they do?"

"Well, they would tap on my bedroom window at night, call from a payphone a breath heavily into the receiver, and they even broke into my house one time to try and startle me."

Anna blinked. "Seriously? What happened?"

"Well, my cousin Rapunzel was staying with me that night. So, one of them ended up with a frying pan to the face whilst the over was nearly stabbed by my own hand. Jack is so lucky that he managed to roll out of the way in time." I sighed. "Hiccup had to go to the hospital though."

The redhead snorted, shaking her head. "It serves him right, though. One shouldn't stalk another unless they know what they're doing."

I laughed. "I suppose."

"By the way," Anna hummed, tilting her head. "Can I get a ride when you go to leave? I usually walk everywhere, and I don't quite know where you live. Soooo, carpooling with you would be both quicker and easier."

I blinked at the sudden change in topic, slightly surprised. "Well, I suppose. I mean, as long as you let the driver pick the music."

"No problem." Anna smirked. "Passenger here will sit back and shut the fuck up. After all, the music choice should always be the driver's. And, thanks."

"No problem." I shrugged.

Before the conversation could continue any further, however, the door of the pizzeria swung open with a jingling noise, drawing both her teal and my topaz gazes to it. Merida stuck her head out, eyes locking onto mine – her mouth set into a thin frown. "Oy, Els, get yur blonde arse in 'ere! Yur break's been up for five minutes, now!"

My eyed widen at the redhead's words. "Shit! Why didn't you come and get me five minutes ago, then?!" My voice raised four or five octaves as I rushed into the warm pizza shop – forgetting to bid Anna a farewell.

"Well, I was a tad preoccupied, lass! Olaf had meh stackin' the tomatoes from biggest to smallest! Lord only knows why…" The Scot huffed, shaking her head.

I chortled, shaking my head. "Olaf has an odd sense of cleaning up…"

X.X.X.X.X.X.X.X.X.X.X.X.X

The same moment my car unlocked with a familiar beep, an arm slung itself around my neck. "Ready to go, Els~?"

I raised an eyebrow, turning my head slightly to look at my companion. "Since when do you call me Els…?"

"Ever since that other chick called you by that name." Anna hummed, skipping to the other side of the car. "I slide in on this side, don't I? Or is this one of those English cars or something?"

I rolled my eyes, sliding into the driver's seat – cranking the car as the redhead slid into the passenger side. Afterwards, I tossed the pizza into the back seat. "I don't think Honda sells cars in England. Then again, I have been proven wrong before."

I clicked my buckle into place, reaching over and pressing the play button in the radio. Falling in Reverse immediately greeted both my own and Anna's ears.

"I was lost. Now I'm found. I'm sustained by the sound of the angels singing me to sleep,"

The redhead grinned, leaning back in the seat as she bobbed her head along to the beat of the song. "Raised by Wolves? Nice choice."

"While my feet are leaving the ground. Am I dead? Or am I dreaming instead?"

I raised an eyebrow at her. "You know this song?"

Anna puffed out her chest proudly, grinning. "Know the song? I know the damn band! Falling in Reverse is my favorite!"

"A cornucopia of opiates has flooded my head! I'm insane! I am smart! All it takes, is a spark,"

I blinked. "Seriously?! Anna whatever-your-last-name-is, why didn't you tell me this when we first met?!" A full grin was tugging at my lips at the current moment as I excitedly motion to the radio.

She shrugged. "It didn't occur to me. Why?"

"To ignite my bad intentions, to do what I do best to you heart!"

"Outside of gaming, music basically defines my life! Excluding work and school, that is. Name a decent rock band, and I've more than likely fan-girled over them at some point. Including the eighties." I stated, shifting the vehicle into reverse. "You can tell from my game room and iTunes playlist. I've got posters of my favorite band covering almost every inch of the wall, and almost all the songs on the playlist consists of all my favorite rock songs."

"Don't be fooled, I was raised by the wolves!"

Anna's eyes widened slightly. "Seriously? You're not playing a prank on me or something?"

I shook my head, pulling out of my parking space and into the street. "I wouldn't lie about something as amazing as Rock N' Roll, Anna… Trust me…"

"Now the moon hangs in full, so you know I won't play by the rules!"

Done~ Okay, yea, I had MAJOR writers block, so this took FOREVER to write. (plus, I kept pulling up more n' more fanfics to read myself… sorry..)

Anyway, thanks for reading! Ideas and tips are welcome! See an error? PM me!

Angel