What do you want from me?
Just don't give up, I'm working' it out
Please don't give in, I won't let you down
It messed me up, need a second to breathe
Just keep coming' around
Hey, what do you want from me?
What do you want from me?
As usual, the room was dark.
The tiny window didn't allow much light to shine in the room, much less when it was covered by a curtain. You could almost see nothing in this room where darkness roamed, if you didn't know this room you might as well just fall after one single step.
Stuff was scattered all over the wooden floor, creating a mess. You can barely distinguish the floor because of all the things. Crumbled pieces of paper, books, clothes, some candy papers, a cell-phone, folded posters, almost anything you could think of.
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Yo, awesome diary!
Roderich complained about the great mess in our room again, telling me to for once just be a man and clean it up. Like hell. I just shrugged it off and told him that a real man doesn't clean. No, no, a man lives in a messy room. Though didn't accept that and forced me to clean… What a wimp.
Sometimes I wonder what the school thought of when they placed us in the same room! (Maybe a certain Elizaveta made sure of this?) I mean, we've got like nothing in common. I'm just plain awesome, he's not. No doubt about it! I'm awesomely awesome, and he's not… Hey, I got off-topic.
I wish he wasn't my room partner. He turns this very small apartment into a hell. He's just not awesome, always complaining and whining about stuff that doesn't bother a normal person. Sometimes I just want to tell him to shut up and leave me alone, but something prevents me from doing so.
Strange… I've never had any problem with telling people off before.
Bah, that's all for today.
Gilbert Beilschm-
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"Gilbo!" a voice yelled from the hall.
I instantly frowned upon hearing that annoying voice, that so many times had yelled my name. Always using the same tone, the same annoying nickname, same annoying person. If you guessed Roderich, you guessed totally right.
I finished my name on the piece of paper I recently wrote on and sighed deeply. "What is it now, sissy?" I replied.
Roderich watched me, leaning against the door-frame to the small room. He was frowning as much as I was, and what was that? A gleam of annoyance in his eyes, wonderful! Today, Roderich would be even more annoying than he usually was.
"Stop calling me that, Gilbo. It's 8:40 AM. The teacher sent me to get you, so please lift yourself up from that chair and come with me. Today is an important lesson you can't afford to miss." He said with a monotone tone in his voice.
"Yes, yes, just hold on a second."
I sighed deeply, grabbing a few things of the stuff scattered on the floor, stuffed them into my bag and my pockets, then I walked up to Roderich. I raised an eyebrow when I was standing in front of him, had he always been that small? Didn't we have equal heights just a month ago? …Whatever, I shouldn't let my mind wander off like that.
"Shall we go then, little princess?" I smirked. All I got as a reply was a snort, and a back turned against me. I walked up beside him, and we started walking towards the classroom.
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Author's note time!
I know it's really short, sorry about that! But I don't know if I want to continue this or not.
Please review and tell me if you think this would make and interesting story or not.
You'll understand what those lyrics means later on in the story ;3
By the way, Gilbert is taller than Roderich... right?
Over and out, Fhari