Emil Steilsson was walking in a rather crowded street. The frozen ground of his neighbor was slowing his pace, so his mind kept on wandering into trivial things, like why couldn't he get more notes on his tumblr text post, or when would the next holidays come. He sighed in relief seeing his two flat house in front of him. He could sense the doorknob's coldness right into his fingers, although he was wearing gloves. The winter in Iceland was known to be very harsh.
« I'm home. »
He said in the louder tone he could afford. A boy older than him appeared from a door, smiling. There wasn't much expression in his face, and he wore a cross-shaped hair pin that was glowing because of the yellow light illuminating the house, which gave him sort of a mystical aura.
« Welcome, little bro. How was your day ? »
« As usual Lukas. Except that... »
« What is it ? »
Lukas frowned. Emil seemed even more tired than usual.
« Well, the teacher had something new for us… We are having pen pals from another country. It's something other schools are doing too. »
« It's great. »
He looked at his older brother with disappointed eyes.
« You think it's great ? It's annoying. And it's obligatory ! Why should I do that anyway ? »
« You are going to make a friend. Maybe like that you will stop going on that website all the day… »
Emil sighed, he didn't want to do this, nor he thought it would be a good thing. What was the point of making friends when they lived in another continent and therefore you couldn't see them? It was pointless and he wanted to do something else with his life. Like... playing with his puffin. That same Atlantic Puffin that just launched on his shoulder, stinging on his ear and hair, his own way to greet his owner. Emil pat slowly his fur and smiled. Something that doesn't happen much.
« Oh and, Mathias is visiting in two days. Ok little bro ? »
Mathias was Lukas's boyfriend. Emil thought he was loud, obnoxious and stupid. But in a way, he was also very charming and very kind to him. Whenever he would come, he would bring with him something for Emil. It was usually pointless little gifts, to more embarrassing ones (like that one time he offered a condom. Emil had blushed and threw the thing in the trash bin. It didn't look it would fit him anyway.). The only good ones were when he would bring him food, especially licorice. It was his favorite snack of all times, he could eat it for his entire life, while his brother was fond of butter. He could never understand that taste of his. Actually, he could never understand anything about him, like his strange habit to talk to no one, claiming he was conversing with trolls. He really wished he could have been adopted.
« I'm going to my room… »
Lukas nodded, watching his brother climb the stairs.
As soon as Emil closed the door of his room, he sighed. Again. Another tiring day was almost finished, but would begin anew tomorrow anyway. He seriously wanted all of this to stop. He pulled his books out of his bag in order to do his homeworks, when he came across the envelope they had been given this day. It contained the address of their future pen pal and an additional paper about how to properly write a letter and stuff. Like if they didn't already knew. He decided to save it for after dinner, because he was tired and still had work to do. A life's teenager was a tough life, but all what he could do was to keep up with it.
« This is stupid… » He said, throwing it into his bed, sitting on his chair.
He opened the white envelope and took out the two papers. He threw in the bin that useless one about how to write a letter after reading it quickly and looked more closely to the second one. The only single thing written in it was an address. Nothing else. His eyes scanned it and he mumbled. « Hong Kong… » He didn't know many things about that place. Only that it was located somewhere in China and that they spoke the same language and… that's all. Maybe his brother knows more about it ? But he didn't want to bother him watching his favorite show in the tv that passed every evening.
« What am I even going to write ? »
He thought for a moment, then finally took a paper from his drawer and a blue pen. He looked at the blank paper, unsure, and pressed the pen on it, writing to the stranger in the best English he could.
Hello, who ever you are.
First of all, I would like you to know that I usually have no intention of doing this kind of pointless things, like having a pen pal. I'm only doing it because it's obligatory, and that in the luckiest case it will help me with my marks, although I doubt so. So don't expect me to be enjoying this, or replying regularly, unless you make me want to, something that I doubt about too. I will at least say sorry for my bad English (I mean is it that bad ? You could at least give me advices about it, if you are better at it than me, make yourself useful). I might sound rude, but I'm not usually in a good mood, unless I'm eating licorice. Damn good stuff.
I think I should introduce myself ? We're not going to stay complete stranger right ? Ok then, not that I'm happy about it or anything. My name is Emil Steilsson, from Iceland. I'm sixteen years old, and I think you are too. I like licorice. Very much. My hobbies are to stay on Tumblr all the time and write fan fictions. I'm a nerd, please don't judge me like the others do. I hate school. Really, I hate it. The studies, and the people, all of that is awful. My brother always says that I hate everything for no reasons. I think he lost hope in me. He is annoying. Well, I hope you aren't.
And that's all. I won't give you any further information about me, but you will eventually know more if I take a liking to you. I never really had friends, nor did I ever had a girlfriend, so I don't really know what to say when you meet someone. What am i saying ? We aren't even meeting, I feel like writing for nothing, like a diary. Another thing my brother suggested me a year ago. No. Just no. I'm not desesperated to this point.
Honestly, I have no idea what we are going to discuss about in the near future. I wouldn't mind if you don't even answer. I'm going to sleep, now. Tired.
With Love, from Iceland.
PS : Did I really write that ? It was specified in the paper they gave us at school about how to write a letter. I didn't plan on reading it, but I though it was better than making a horrible mistake or something. Hope it doesn't sound strange.
Hum
It's the first time I write in English. I hope the result isn't that bad. It's very short, I don't plan on doing long chapters.
It was an idea I had a while ago, I wonder if I should continue. Please, review, it gives so much hapinness ! *w*
Disclaimer brought to you by MrPuffin : Hetalia and it's character belongs to Hidekaz Himayura, but I know the author would love to own me, I'm so cute and awesome ! (Ice : You're not, shut up.)