Chapter One: Noticed

Anna noticed her before of course, sitting in class by the windows in a class of eighty students, but it was that notice of- oh look that person has really really light hair, is it white or blonde? Sort of way when they are surrounded by dark haired people, and that was it. She was on the other side of the room, sitting between her new roommate and her boyfriend.

But now as Anna pressed her body against the fence, not hearing the next person on deck for the throw, she wished she paid a bit more attention now. Ah sweet chocolate this woman could win! Others were cheering loudly, Anna's own vocal cords were straining as the woman hauled butt down the lanes of the track, her white and green uniform blurring past and staying in front of the red and white uniforms, her hair (really was it white or blonde?) flaring behind her.

"Bisset, you're up!" One of the teammates yelled, and she rushed to pull off her sweat pants, the stupid zipper catching around her foot, but she got it off along with the sweatshirt, her mind clearing as she picked up the shot put, her thumb brushing off a clod of dirt as she entered the back half of the circle. She took a deep breath, the sounds around her becoming white noise as she rested the shot put against her chin, keeping her blue eyes up, up, up, and then snap! She kicked back, her body staying low, her hips pivoting, and another snap as the shot put released into the air and settled into the wet dirt.

Anna let out a low breath, exiting the back half of the circle as her team mates clapped as she made an awkward half run to pick up her shot up, her ears sharp for the sound of her measurement.

"Thirty five, five." The official announced, their dainty white shoe that was going to get ruined, holding the yellow measuring tape down like it was going to blow away.

"That's great for the first throw of the season!" One of the girls, Paulina, congratulated her as she took the shot put from her hands.

"Thanks! Did you go already?" Anna asked, her eyes darting to the track, but that event was already over.

"Yeah, I was the one before you." Paulina revealed as she cleaned the shot put, but seeing the girl in practice Anna knew Paulina didn't mind a bit of dirt at all.

"What did you get?" She asked, taking the towel from Paulina to wipe her own hands before she was going to her uniform back on.

"Thirty nine, sadly." Anna looked hard at the girl for a moment, her blue eyes squinting at the freckled girl who generally seemed disappointed at the measurement.

"Did you see who won the event?" Anna changed the subject, jerking her head to the track.

"Oh that was Kruger." Paulina's tone was familiar, but Anna didn't know any Kruger. . .

"Who's Kruger? Was it one of ours?" She asked through the sweatshirt, it was so comfortable but not warm enough when the wind came strong.

"Yeah, it was the white haired girl, Elsa." Paulina reaffirmed, clapping loudly as one of the throwers got a decent measurement.

"How well do you know her?" Anna asked on impulse, watching the opposing teammate's technique critically.

"As well as you can know a roommate, she's pretty cool, helps me with some of my art." Paulina answered before leaving Anna by the benches to jump back and forth, the girl's face becoming fierce.

Anna found herself looking back to the track more, waiting to see the girl run again. And sure enough when it came to the four by fours the Elsa girl was jumping and stretching, unfortunately it was her turn to throw. By the time Anna finished her awkward half run to get her shot put and back the girl had already handed over her baton. Anna pouted a moment, but like before she turned back to her own event. Everyone was packing up to go to the next event and she followed.

Discus was quick, though her steps were clumsily and off centered. Her pink metal discus hit the pole twice, and the third came out low. Coach Jill, a darker skinned lady with bright red hair, told her simple things like, look up, raise your hand more. But all it did was frustrate her more.

Anna looked at the circle with a scowl, which got even worse when she saw how straight and far Paulina's discus flew out. But as suddenly as it clouded over her face it dissipated.

"Hey," Anna took the black discus from Paulina. "I wanted to know if you could coach me a bit in discus someday. I could met you at your dorm room then head out with you." Anna asked, but her mind was more on the lines of if she could find out who this Kruger woman was. Knowing that class she wouldn't be able to speak to her at all, but this plan could work. Anna knew it sounded strange, but she had to know who dyed Kruger's hair!

"Sure, that means we can do a warm up mile easily beforehand." Paulina answered, not knowing why Anna actually asked. But at those words Anna bit her lip, did she really want to know who dye that woman's hair if she had to run a mile? "See you on Saturday." Paulina smiled at her, waving goodbye as she picked up her stuff and left.

Anna quickly shoved her pink discus into her soft pink work out bag, slinging the back strap over her shoulder and rushed from her finished events to see if she could just find Kruger, ask about the dye, and then get out of this one mile run business.

But after Anna pushed her small legs across the field, she found that her team mates were already leaving as the ending speech was finished long before the throwing events were done. Her small shoulders slumped a bit, now that she thought about it she really didn't care about who dyed her hair. . . Okay that was a lie she admitted to herself.

A/n:

Hey look at who is not writing their IB English year two summer assignment that is due in a few days! Or updated Keyframe! ME.

Okay, I am a straight woman, but I'm writing this because my boyfriend has been reading a lot of Elsa!Anna fan fiction, and I am a jealous person and wanted to give him reason to actually read my work. . . and so hello, my first lesbian fan fiction.

They are not sisters, hence different last names. They are in college, and yes may be a bit OOC, so please keep with it :) And please please please don't judge me.