So uhm this is like, my uhm first fanfic ever? So sorry if it's sucky and the translation is wrong because I really don't know many languages so I'll be using google translate. ^ ^;;
My grammar maybe a little wrong but that's because I'm still learning and all. ;;
Warning!: I'm using Google Translate for all the translations because I don't speak all the languages Reader-tan does. xD
If you're a native speaker of that language and want to correct it, by all means please message me or review and tell me the correct translation. c:
Thanks to all who have!
It was your first day at an international school with kids from around the world and you were pretty scared. You're really shy around strangers but with your friends you were actually pretty rude and very blunt, but that changed, you weren't with your friends any longer. Your parents took long vacations which meant you were alone by yourself at home, but your grandfather got worried and dragged you off to (Where you'd like to live or where you live).
Anyway, it was your first day and you were scared, afraid no one would like you, afraid you wouldn't make friends. You sat down at an abandoned table at breakfast half hoping you wouldn't be seen. Which, you weren't all for the exception of a chesnut haired boy with a curl coming from the top of his head. He simply scowled at you, in return, you were getting self-concious and a bit worried.
The bell rung after you finished your breakfast, you were pleased with this. It meant you weren't late. The first class you had was...World History.
World History was your favorite subject, other countries' histories facinated you. The World Wars and the Italy's Indepence. You walked to your first period with a skip in your step.
You arrived at the classroom. A handful of student were crowded around a blonde, loud kid, but out of the corner of your eye you noticed something...The same chesnut haired boy scowling at you from lunch was in this class. He was staring at you. You attempted to wave but you couldn't even raise up your hand. Out of no where a kid with chocolate hair and tanned skin walked up to you.
"Hola, muy señora.[1]" He smiled as he spoke. He looked very kind.
"A-Ah, H-Hola, no pensé que usted se diera cuenta.[2]" You stuttered, still wearing a kind smile though. You knew many languages and some people even said you were fluent in most.
"Tú eres nuevo aquí, ¿verdad?[3]" He chuckled. You nodded in reply. He turned to the group where everyone was huddled over the blonde boy.
"Hey, Alfred! Come meet the new kid!" He shouted. You were a little suprised he spoke English.
'Alfred' walked, no, ran over to you, while some others followed. You noticed something you didn't see before, he had a yellow cowlick, which you thought was adorable, on top of his head.
"Yo! So you're the new kid we heard about! You're pretty cute!" His voice boomed. You simply nodded. You didn't like this attention...
A short, black haired boy walked up to you. You simply blinked in turn.
"Konichiwa, my name is Kiku Honda." He said softly. His voice was nothing like Alfred's.
"Watashi no namae ha _ _." You whispered as you smiled.
"Woah, chica, how many languages you speak?" The Spaniard questioned. Your eyes widen trying to remember how many.
"Ah, I can't remember..." You looked down at your shoes as you spoke blushing. Most of the people in your class were guys you noticed which didn't make you feel better.
"So, liebling, tell me, do you speak any German?" You never noticed the...albino? walk up to you much less snake his arms around you. You did know german and you did know what 'liebling' meant. This pissed you off. Severely.
"Ahahaha...Hören Sie hier, du Arschloch. Rufen Sie mich Liebling wieder und ich werde deine rippen..." You stated darkly still smiling.
"Fiesty, I like it. My name's Gilbert, Gilbert Beilshmidt." He smirked still not letting go of you.
"Okay so, listen, Gilbert, listen CAREFULLY. Never. Gonna. Happen. So why not get the hell off of me, you sick bastard." You spat. He had player written all over him.
"Tsk, Ouch. Gilbert that must have hurt, rejected on the first DAY." The Spaniard mocked. You giggled at him.
"Shut up, Antonio! I've scored more times than you have!" Gilbert shouted back at Antonio. You liked his name it was nice. You smiled a warm smile at Antonio.
Out of no where a blonde boy with wavy hair kissed your hand. You blushed. A lot.
"Je suis désolé pour mon ami là-bas. Il n'a aucun respect pour une telle belle dame comme vous." He smiled a very warm smile. As he was saying this your face turned red. It was the most nicest thing you ever heard in your whole entire life!
"Oh, euh, je vous remercie beaucoup. Vous êtes trop aimable." You said very quietly. As you were saying this though Gilbert interupted with:
"OI! LIEBLING! DON'T LISTEN TO HIM! HE'S A BIGGER MAN WHORE THAN I AM!"
The frenchman gave him a death glare and turned back to you to give you a beautiful red rose.
"Hey! I thought I said if you called me liebling one more time I'd rip your balls off! Besides, his words don't shout 'player' when he speaks!" You growled. You were really getting fed up with Gilbert he was pissing you off badly.
"Hey, chica, you might want to trust Gilbert on this one. Francis may seem quite the charmer but the next thing you know with him your panties are getting snatched." Antonio whispered in your ear.
You blushed when he was speaking into your ear. It wasn't even a day and you might have developed a crush on Antonio! You trusted Antonio though so you believed him and didn't see Francis as he was anymore.
"Toni, you break my heart when you say such things." Francis whimpered. He had a hand over his heart as he was doing so. You kind of giggled.
The same boy from lunch walked up to you...or was it? No. It couldn't have been, his hair curl was ontop of his head while this boy's was onto the side.
"Vee! Bella, you look so pretty!" Your face flushed. He had an Italian accent. You knew Italian but you refused to speak it. You didn't think you ever put enough emotion into it, you thought no one would understand you.
"Why thank you! You're so nice!" You simply smiled and spoke in your native language. You felt bad that you didn't speak in his...
"Veee! Bella, You didn't say it in Italian! Why not?" He pushed and questioned. All you did was frown. Just then a tall blonde boy walked over to him and put his hand on his shoulder.
"Feliciano, have you ever considered she doesn't know Italian?" He stated. He was very tall and a little intimidating.
"Oi! Potato bastard! Get your hands off Feli!" Another Italian accent? You turned to see who was speaking and it was the chesnut kid from breakfast.
"Fratello! Quit being mean to Ludwig!" Feliciano huffed. It was extremely cute so you giggled.
The teacher soon walked in and told everyone to get seated. You just so happened to sit in between the chesnut boy and Antonio.
I am sosososososo sorry about the short chapters to come and this short chapter. I promise I will make them longer and stuff!
By the way I used google translate which I know is shitty and all but it was my only choice.
Translations:
1- Hello, Pretty lady.
2- Ah, Hi I didn't think you'd notice me.
3- You're new here, right?
Watashi no namae ha _ _ My name is _ _
Liebling
Darlin
Ahahaha...Hören Sie hier, du Arschloch. Rufen Sie mich Liebling wieder und ich werde deine rippen...
Ahahaha...Listen here, asshole. Call me darling again and I'll rip your balls off
Je suis désolé pour mon ami là-bas. Il n'a aucun respect pour une telle belle dame comme vous-
I'm sorry about my friend there. He has no respect for a beautiful lady like you.
Oh, euh, je vous remercie beaucoup. Vous êtes trop aimable."
Oh, uh, thank you very much. You're too kind.
Bella
Uhmm I can't remember. Be creative. :U
