Hello everyone. It's Maddie here with our first collab that me and 'The Princess' are posting on this account. She isn't with me right now, but I'll just leave this message to say thanks in advance and I really hope you enjoy our stories. Oh, and don't be afraid to request any stories. We'd love some inspiration!

Merci et au revoir~

(Also,if anyone would love to help with translations please do. I wouldn't want to offend anyone and I know google translate isn't the most reliable of sources.)

*smiles and waves*

-Birdie

She hated crowds. She hated crowds with a passion. Unless they were drawing all of her attention on her, she hated them. The way people bumped into her, conversations that didn't include her name. Most of all, she hated how she was the only one walking down that crowded hall with absolutely nobody. She had no friends, what so ever. She hated how those two French and Spanish bastards spent every single second together. Even her own brother had to be transferred in another school for certain reasons she couldn't bring herself to explaining. This school year was going to be utterly unawesome. Maria Beilschmidt released a deep sigh as she continued down the halls and into the bathroom, needing to prepare for first period. Totally alone. Not aware of the chirping bird on her head, a growl emitted from her throat.

First period: Creative Writing.

As soon as she found out she had gotten that class on her schedule, she couldn't stop her smile the entire summer. She wanted to know what it was like to not have a class where she wouldn't fall asleep, where she wouldn't not pay attention, and of course, which she wouldn't fail. She had practiced her writing skills since practically the beginning of her existence. She was very diligent in her every day journal writing, having an entire library filled with books she wrote. The albino had Volume 5864 in her bag.

Though, just three days before school started, Maria had realized how unawesomely embarrassing it would be to have someone recognize her in Creative Writing class, giving away her 'Princess Awesome' title and replaced as 'Nerd'. She could care less what maybe two or three nations thought about her. But being labeled as a Nerd to the whole school was unimaginable. That was when she decided to have a completely awesome disguise for that class only. What an awesome plan! All she needed to do was pin up her beautifully long, white hair and wear her red hoodie over. Perfect!

Walking again to find her first class, Maria glanced at a door number before down at her schedule; Yup. Classroom A214. She walked inside, and to the desk with her name labeled on it, taking her seat.

Wait. Name? Shit.

Maria scowled as she picked up the sticky note on her desk, it reading 'Maria Beilschmidt'. Then she glanced at the desk next to her: 'Madeline Williams'. Idea. With the Awesomely sly spy skills she had, Maria switched the two names and snickered to herself.

Who would know?

'I'm sorry... s-sorry... I-I...'

And that's the way it went. Everyday. All her life. She was a shy girl and never knew the ways of a loud voice or a gutsy attitude. She was invisible- though she didn't mind... not really... she could handle it. Besides, it was her acompinament since childhood. She was familiar with it. A flow in the breeze. A drift in the wind. That was all she was- all she knew. She didn't know another way to be. Though others have told her time and time again...

Loneliness was just her way. It was her sole companion.

B-but, oh, she didn't mind...

Not really...

Again, she bumps into a stranger. Or a slight aquaintance? She didn't bother to care anymore. Then a pang of guilt washes over at the snide remark in her head. She pushes it out the same way she trudges to her first class.

Creative Writing.

That's what brought her smile. Now, she smiled at everything. Ever polite and never wanting to be unkind. Yet this smile was reserved for the special things. Her polar bear Kumajiro. Her brothers and sister, though they drive her insane.

And... what else? The snow, sure. Mountains?

Friends?

She thought. For some considerable amount of time roaming the halls.

Did she have any? Did she know the concept?

She realized the answer was what she'd known but never acknowledged. She didn't need any right? She knew a few people. Wasn't that enough? Some even bothered to remember her name when asking for her work! Wasn't that... friends?

The bell!

Madeline's breath hitched and she fast walked to class, though there was still five minutes left and it was five feet away. As she entered the room, her breathing was ragged and she calmed... but only barely. There were a few students in here. A million thoughts riddled her mind and she wanted them to stop. She was always afraid of being bullied but convinced herself to not get paranoid this year.

She looked around at the desks with rabbit fleeting eyes and found her name... but it was already occupied. She noticed someone in her seat and she twiddled her fingers and became shy once again.

Maybe she should ask them to move? But, no, that'd be too mean...She could politely tell them that was her name at their desk... But what if they were blind and she was being rude?

Madeline paced behind the person for a few minutes until the bell rang. She yelped and panicked, deciding to take the available seat saying 'Maria Beilschmidt' and buried herself in her notebook. She pretended to fetch a pencil out of her bag for as long as she could and averted her eyes from everywhere.