Disclaimer: Nope I don't own Frozen...not except in my dreams...Sigh, it all belongs to Disney.

"Coming, coming...Ow" Anna grumbled as she tripped over the mattress-once again. Maybe moving halfway across the country hadn't been such a good idea, since her clumsiness seemed to have skyrocketed since the move, but oh well, no point in thinking about the past. She flung the door open to see a delivery boy standing on the other side, a pleasant smile on his face, "Mail for you."

"Thanks." Anna quickly scribbled her signature, wondering who could have sent her mail. Nobody really knew of her new address, well except for her mom and dad of course. Placing it carefully against the kitchen table (yes, she could be careful too), she cut it open to notice some sort of blue material. Raising her eyes, she pulled it out to realize that it was some sort of a blue dress-a very sheer, lace ice-blue gown to be precise. She wondered if this was this her mom's idea of a joke because blue wasn't her colour-she looked best in red, everybody knew that. Plus this wasn't even her size, so maybe this was her mom's way of telling her to get a girlfriend already and move on with her life.

As she flipped the box lid, Anna's eyes widened. Wait a minute, this wasn't her address. It was actually that of the next apartment which meant the mail was for her, the mysterious neighbour she had barely caught sight of the last evening. Either the delivery boy couldn't read or he decided to wake Anna up at eight-o' clock on a Saturday morning just for fun.

"I'll deal with this later", muttered Anna, putting down the box on the table. It was far too early for a Saturday morning,especially without coffee or chocolate.

Two cups of coffee, a shower, and a furious battle to tie her hair into twin braids (which she totally won, by the way) later, she felt ready to deal with the issue in hand. She re-adjusted the garment and patched up the box as best as she could and with some trepidation knocked on the door of the apartment next door, hoping to explain rationally that this all was an honest mistake and she totally wasn't some pervert that opened other random people's mail. She couldn't help but imagine what the girl next door looked like, if she ordered dresses like that...

Then the door opened, and Anna was suddenly imagining what the girl would look like with the dress on, or without for that matter...

The first thing that Anna noticed were the striking sapphire, almost ice-blue eyes followed by a royal, aristocratic face, framed by perfectly plaited locks of platinum blonde hair. She was absolutely gorgeous in every sense of the word.

"Can I help you?" She asked in a clipped tone, breaking Anna out of her reverie.

"Uh..." Anna started awkwardly, the apology already scrambled up in her mind. In fact, the only part of her body that was not scrambled up were her eyes, which were too busy ogling the blonde. "I think this belongs to you." She stated, hoisting up the box.

"You're opening my mail?" She asked, and Anna could swear her cold eyes bore straight into her soul...but not in a bad way.

"It was an honest mistake, I promise. I thought it was addressed to me and never checked the address, or else I would have never opened it-Scout's honour." Anna nervously proclaimed, knowing that it probably was already too late and she had been branded a creep by her neighbour...and when Anna was nervous, she tended to babble. "I didn't even touch it, I swear- I only sneaked a peek, and by the way I think you would totally rock that blue dress because you are so beautiful..." She mentally clamped a hand over her mouth. 'Great going Anna, now she will certainly think that you're a creep. Just say something normal quickly-like your name. Yes, that sounded good'. "My name is Anna by the way and I just moved in next door."

"Elsa." The blonde answered, and Anna was relieved to see that her word vomit didn't seem to have weirded her out too much, if anything her piercing gaze had softened a little bit. She reached out to take the box from Anna's hand, and while handing it over to her, Anna felt her fingers brush lightly against that of the other woman. It was only a split second contact, but she couldn't ignore how cold it felt-cold being an understatement as it was freezing cold.

"Your hands are freezing." Anna blurted out before she could stop herself.

A look of shock passed over Elsa's face before she quickly commented, "My heater's gone haywire again, I am waiting for the Landlord to fix it." She practically snatched the box from Anna's hand. "Thank you for returning it, bye." She commented before slamming the door shut. Anna stared dumbfoundedly at the door, not anticipating the conversation to come to such an abrupt end. 'Maybe I did wake her and she is just not a morning person', Anna mused to herself, 'Or maybe she is still mad at me for opening her mail'. However, in Anna's defence, it could have happened to anyone when they were both half asleep and coffee deprived.

Shaking her head, Anna moved towards her own building, knowing full well that from now on her dreams and fantasies would most likely consist of striking sapphire eyes, platinum hair and oh that very short piece of blue material.

A/N: So what do you guys think? This is just a very short introductory chapter based on an amazing piece of work I happened to read recently(Can you guess which one?) but chapters would get longer really soon...I promise.