We pulled into the driveway, hopping out and grabbing all the bags. My poor hearts still a bit flustered from my little freak out at the store. Seriously Elsa, why are you getting so bent out of shape over this girl? Anna had started walking up the driveway when she dropped a bag. She bent over facing directly away from me. Does this girl know what she's doing to me? It's just not fair! I shook off my blush and followed up the driveway after her.
I unlocked the door and dropped the bag on the couch before walking back to the door to take off my shoes; Anna following suit.
Anna snatched up the bags and headed towards her room. "I'm gonna take a shower!" she shouted back at me.
"Ok," I smiled after her. I let out a yawn as I walked down the hall to the laundry room. I grabbed the laundry from the washer and swapped it over into the dryer next to it, tossing in a dryer sheet and getting it started. Wandering tiredly back to my room I knocked on the bathroom door. "Anna?" I asked loudly, trying to talk over the sound of the shower.
"Yeah?" She yelled back.
"I'm feeling pretty tired! I'm gonna crash." I lean against the door, to help me hear her response.
Suddenly the door gets jerked back slightly, making me jump and stumble backwards, falling onto my butt. Anna's head pops up in the crack of the door, hair drenched and slightly darker from the water. "Are you ok?" she asks, a bit concerned by my clearly surprised expression.
"Uh, yeah sorry," I stumbled, keeping my eyes up at her face, resisting the urge to look down where her hip was slightly exposed, "I just wasn't expecting you to open the door."
"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you!" she laughed, "I just wanted to thank you again sincerely." She flashed a sweet, sincere smile at me through the crack in the door.
"Y-yeah," I smiled back at her. Eyes up Elsa. "No problem!"
She giggled a little at me but followed with. "Goodnight, and sleep well. I'm glad tomorrow is Saturday! We can sleep in!"
"Goodnight," I said softly back at her.
She smiled and turned away towards the shower as she closed the door; a flash of the pale, freckled skin of her side appearing in the doorway briefly. A dark blush covered my face. I laid down backwards onto the floor and stared at the ceiling. Can I survive this girl? I swear she is teasing me, but she seems like these may just be accidents. I shook my head and cleared the thought, but couldn't clear the image of her pale skin with a spattering of light freckles. I sighed loudly. "I'm not going to sleep much tonight am I?" I asked out loud to myself, before continuing to stare at the ceiling.
The next day
I woke up to the light peering through my partially open blinds, I pushed the covers off of me and sat up. I guess I made it into bed at some point last night. Never changed though. I let out a loud yawn and swung my legs out of bed, putting my feet on the cold wood flooring. Walking towards the bathroom door I pulled off my shirt and tossed it into my clothes basket into the corner. Checking the mirror I looked at the damage of not getting ready for bed last night. Makeup smeared and my braid a mess. At least it's Saturday and I don't have to see anyone.
I hastily removed the hair tie from my braid and wove my fingers through it, undoing it and trying to unstick the three clumps of hair. I walked over to anna's door and locked it, not wanting her to walk in on me. I reached behind me and unclasped my bra, setting it on the counter. I unbuttoned my pants, but before I could pull them down the sound of a toilet flushing made me whip around, hands shooting to my chest to cover myself. Anna came stepping out of the small room that held the toilet and looked up at me through sleepy eyes. She eyed me up and down while I sat in silence, unsure of what to say. She seemed to come to a realization that what she was seeing wasn't a tired hallucination and had actually walked in on me while I was undressing.
A hand shot up to cover her eyes and she stepped quickly over to the door, twisting and tugging at the handle, unable to open it, repeating "sorry" over and over as she fumbled with the doorknob.
"Lock," I managed to squeak out.
She turned the lock and opened the door, hurrying into her room and shutting the door behind her. I stood still for a minute before shaking off the shock before hurrying to the door and re-locking it.
I sighed and started a shower. Living with this girl is going to kill me. I removed what remained of my clothing and stepped into the shower once it had warmed up. I let the warm water run over me and let out another long sigh. Images of anna flashing through my head. Her surprised face when she saw me, the freckles on her pale skin, her look of sadness when she told me about her parents. Admit it Elsa, you care for this girl more than you let on. I was right of course. I couldn't admit it out loud, but for some reason I really cared what happened with this girl. Of course, you do, you invited her to live with her the same day you met her. She just seemed so sweet and kind and a little quirky. Like someone I really could like. I took longer than normal in the shower, trying to vent off all my thoughts before getting out.
I peeked out of the shower to be sure before stepping out and grabbing my towel. I wrapped it around me tightly and grabbed my brush. Running it through my wet hair, the brush met minimal resistance. I left it over down over my shoulders and gathered up my clothes, bra off the counter, pants off the floor, before heading back into my room. I pulled the bra on, clipping it behind me and adjusting it, before throwing the dirty clothes over into the clothes basket. I grabbed an outfit out of the dresser and pulled it on.
I hung my towel back on the towel rack in the bathroom before heading out into the hallway. I walked down to Anna's door and knocked.
"Anna, are you there?" I asked, leaning towards the door, trying to hear her response.
Instead the door knob turned and she peeked at me through the crack. "Sorry," she said immediately to me. I smiled at her and began to giggle at how guilty and embarrassed she looked. She widened the crack in the door slightly. "What's so funny?" she asked, seeming truly confused.
"Anna," I started, "It was an accident, so it is okay. I know you didn't purposely walk in on me, I should have checked to make sure that you were not in there before I started. Forgive me?" This time she opened the crack all the way so that I could see her fully, still wearing the basketball shorts and t-shirt that I was too distracted to notice earlier.
"I embarrassed us both and looked like an idiot who couldn't open a door, and you're asking for forgiveness?" She asked incredulously.
"Yes?" I responded.
"Well, as long as you won't do it again, I will forgive you," She says, shooting a bright smile at me.
I held up my index, middle, and ring finger. "I promise, Scouts honor." I smiled back at her.
"So what should we do today?" she asked.
"Well," I thought for a second, "I don't know." I looked back at her, unsure. "I'm not used to having anyone to hang out with. I usually just sit inside and finish homework or read or something." She smiled at me, a little sadly. "What do you normally do?" I asked.
"umm, well I don't usually do much either." She laughed. "We could go to the mall or something? Just shop around or whatever."
"Sure! That could be fun." I said. It did sound fun. That was a thing that people did for fun.
"Great!" she exclaimed, turning back into her room. "Let me get ready and I'll meet you in the living room!" she shouted over her shoulder.
I turned away and shouted back to her as I walked down the hall, "Don't forget to close the door!" At that, I heard her door shut and I smiled to myself. Stepping into the kitchen, I felt my stomach grumble, and noticed it was already 11am. "Been awhile since I slept in," I said out loud.
I twisted the knob on the stove to start the gas and then held down the starter until the gas caught. I stretched, then grabbed a skillet out of the cabinet, setting it on the now lit burner of the range. Grabbing some eggs and bacon out of the fridge, I grabbed a bowl to mix the eggs with a bit of cream, adding a couple cracks of pepper and a dash of salt. Waving my hand over the pan, I found it hot enough and poured my eggs in.
A bling sounded, saying that my phone had connected to my Bluetooth speaker. I unlocked my iPhone, opened the music app and pressed shuffle. "Sing" by Pentatonix began to play. I stirred the eggs tossed another pan on the other burner for the bacon. I clicked the burner on and waited for it to get hot. My dance moves got a bit more dramatic as I opened the bacon and dropped a few slices into the pan.
I danced a little more, and spun around. Halfway around, I noticed Anna leaning in the doorway. I jumped and accidentally dropped my turner. She was smiling warmly at me.
"Cute," Is all she said, still smiling at me.
I giggled and grabbed the turner off the ground, tossing it into the sink and grabbing another from the drawer, continuing to cook but without the dance moves.
Anna walked in and opened the fridge, looking for a moment before grabbing the milk and a bottle of chocolate syrup. I glanced at her and she stared at me for a second, before I pointed her to the cabinet with the glasses in it. She shot a smile at me. I turned the bacon and gave the eggs a stir, finding them done, and moved them to the back burner. I clicked off the burner and grabbed a straw out of the drawer next to me.
Anna turned around, "Do you have anything I can stir" She stopped short when she saw me holding the bendy straw out to her. "Do you always know what I'm thinking?" she laughed.
I gave a laugh too. "Not always," I said, turning back to the bacon, "I have no idea what you were thinking as you were running out of the bathroom this morning." I saw her give a small blush. "Or when you smiling at me from the doorway of the kitchen. How long were you standing there?" I asked.
"Long enough to see some of your dance moves," She shot a sly smile at me, "Ever bring those to a club?" She said jokingly.
It was my turn to blush, and I dropped a paper towel on a paper plate, setting the bacon on top so it would soak up the grease. "Hungry?" I asked grabbing two plates.
"Starved actually." She laughed walking over to the dining room table and waiting for me.
I slide a plate in front of her, and one in the spot I will take. I slide into the chair and slide a fork over to her. She instantly begins to dig in. Our contented eating sounds are all we hear for awhile. When she finishes she sets her fork on the now empty plate and sits back.
"Just eggs and bacon, right?" She asked out of the blue.
"Yes," I asked, confused.
"But they were so good! They can't be just plain eggs." She said incredulously.
"Eggs, salt, pepper, and a bit of cream, whipped together in a bowl and then cooked," I explained in length. I smiled at her as she shook her head.
"Cream? In eggs?" she laughed, "What is this, Top Chef?"
"That's just how I've always made them. They taste better that way." I said. She grabbed up the plates and the forks. Going to the kitchen, dropping the plates in the trash and the forks in the sink.
"Ready to head out?" she asked.
"Yeah!" I said, walking to the door and grabbing my shoes. I quickly slipped them on and tied them while Anna did the same. I grabbed my keys off the rack, opened the front door, stepping out and waiting for Anna to follow. She took a bit, almost falling as she hopped out of the doorway while trying to pull on her shoe.
I laughed and pulled the door closed behind her, locking it. I unlocked the car and Anna and I climbed in at the same time. Anna played around with the radio for a bit, before settling on the classical station again. "Becoming a classical fan?" I asked, glancing in her direction.
"What can I say," She said, "You've rubbed off on me." She smiled. I shook my head as my mind took that the wrong way.
We drove for a bit before pulling into the mall parking lot. It was surprisingly empty for a Saturday. I locked my car and we walked the short distance from my close spot, through the doors into the mall. As we stepped in, we got a whiff of the mall food, Cinnabon and Panda Express the most prominent. We wandered off to the left, and started looking through the windows of the shops. Soon Anna gasped loudly.
"Victoria's Secret is having a sale!" She exclaimed, trying to drag me towards it. "Let's go in! We can help each other pick out things!"
I gave in and let her drag me through the front doors. We're gonna spend a bunch of time picking out lingerie together? Deciding what would look best on each other? My mind flashed to what I saw last night and what Anna saw this morning, giving me a slight flush.
Good luck with this one Els, I hope you can handle it.