Hi everyone! So this is a little different from my other fanfics. This is a prulux. Yes odd for me but it is amazing what great ideas you get in the shower. I was inspired to write this when I was in the shower, I had been watching glee and it hit me like a truck. So here it goes this is multi chapter and May or may not be rated m well shall see in later chapters. So here is a bit off back ground for the story. Luxembourg for the stories sake is Austria's little sister. This is based in high school. Prussia is a skater punk with an ego and bad attitude. Lux's full human name is Alexandra Antoinette Roseburg Edelstein. Ok here it goes. I do not own Hetalia, glee, or any of the songs in the story.
Chapter 1 just another day.
The alarm went off promptly at 6:00 am as always, a delicate hand reached up and slapped it off, sending the dark room back into its silent state once again. Purple eyes slowly pried themselves open and blinked several times. Alexandra debated on going back to sleep, but she decided against it knowing her brother would scold her for sleeping in. with a groan she sat up and rubbed her eyes, reaching over she turned on her lamp. Swinging her feet over the edge of her bed she stood and stretched, the long shirt that she slept in rose a bit when she arched her back in a graceful manner, popping the kinks from her spine that had formed over night. After letting out a pleased groan she looked around the room and walked over to the closet to pull out her school uniform. Red plaid skirt, white button up, black tight high stockings, and brown vest, these made up the standard uniform, but Alexandra was far from finished. Instead of the boring brown shoes that everyone had to wear she grabbed her sturdy steel-toed boots, and tugged them on after dressing, she left her shirt untucked, and the top button undone. Since her eyes finally adjusted to light she stalked over and flicked on her bedroom light after turning off the lamp on her night stand. She finished dressing and stood in front of the mirror and nodded. She picked up her black eyeliner and silver eye shadow and began applying the stuff to her eyes. Once her makeup was complete she grabbed her ocean blue hooded jacket and exited her room, making sure to turn off the light. She thumped down the stairs and made her way into the kitchen, her brother sat there at the table drinking his tea.
He was dressed in the school uniform as well only he looked like the uniform was supposed to. Rodrich was perfect, no doubt about it. He had a strong yet soft face his hair I heavenly shade of brown, and even his unruly piece of hair looked proper. He looked so much different then Alexandra. Yes she had the same violet eyes and brown hair but she never felt as beautiful as her brother looked. She had piercings, Rodrich did not. They were siblings and their personalities were vastly different. Rodrich was a gentleman, he was huffy and prissy at times, he always studied hard and was obedient, the perfect son. Alexandra was different, very different. She was withdrawn most of the time and kept to herself. She was far from perfect. She never studied, and was often scolded for one thing or another. She was shy and very lonely by nature. He looked up when he heard her boots thump on the floor. "Guten Morgan Alexandra." He greeted her, his proper demeanor shining through as it always did. She gave him a shy smile and grabbed some toast off his plate. "Guten Morgan" she mumbled back around her toast. She walked over to the fridge and pulled out the orange juice. After grabbing a glass she poured herself some and placed it back in the fridge. Rodrich sighed and shook his head. "I don't know why you keep getting away with dressing like that, I'm surprised vater hasn't yelled at you yet." He said as he took in her clothes, he was used to seeing her dress like this. In fact this was considered proper to what she would wear on weekends and when they were out and about in town. Her smile had fallen and she looked down and finished her toast. They cleaned up the kitchen and headed to the living room to grab their bags. Rodrich grabbed his expensive school issued bag and Alexandra grabbed her own bag, hers was not of school issue and was decorated with buttons that had phrases and pictures on them. Their father walked in the room just as they were passing the hall to the garage. He looked over the pair and nodded at his son who went on out to the car, he looked Alexandra over and his eyes flickered and her grabbed her wrist, he gave her a hard look that only she understood, wrenching her arm free she ran to the car and Rodrich drove them to school.
They had arrived at school on time as always in fact they were early. Rodrich had a piano solo to practice for and left her in favor of practice. With a sigh she walked down the hall her head down eyes glued to the floor, as always, if she couldn't see them they couldn't see her. Right? Wrong. As she passed by a group of loud boy she was brutally shoved into a locker. The boy who shoved her laughed boisterously,
"Watch it you freak" he hissed at her and roughly grabbed her by her vest collar. His heavy accent filled her ears. She trembled slightly and kept her gaze fixed on the ground. He hissed at her and slammed her back into the locker, her head bounced off of it but she didn't flinch at the pain. The group cackled at her misfortune.
For the past year Carlos and his group of friends had been a source fear for Alexandra. Every day she would be shoved around or man handled. The Portuguese man was rude and brash, however he was tame compared to clause, he was the most terrifying of the group, he was the leader and he had a vendetta against Alexandra, what it was she had no idea. As if on cue the blonde male appeared his russet colored eyes gleamed with a sickening light.
"Well if it isn't the princess of darkness." He taunted crouching down in front of her. She avoided his gaze. He was annoyed and grabbed her face roughly.
"You will look at me when I talk to you" he spat his chezc accent searing her ears with its gruff and violent tone. Hoping it would get him to leave faster she obeyed and looked at him with terror filled eyes. His condescending smirk was plastered on his lightly tanned skin.
"Better." He spat and gripped tighter. She silently prayed to any god that would listen to be released and luckily her prayer was answered. The captain of the football team walked down the hall with his group of football buddies, lucky for Alexandra he was on her side.
The tall blonde grinned as he laughed with his buddies but his face fell when he spotted the commotion. With even and powerful strides he made his way over and clause and his group backed off a bit. He was tall and tanned from all the sun he got, his bright sky blue eyes gleamed with confidence and pride. All American boy down to the bone. Alexandra looked up at him and thanked god he appeared. Clause looked at him and then back to Alexandra, deciding this was not a good position for him he retreated with his gang. He would be back Alexandra knew it. The boy offered her his hand and she took it, he helped her up.
"You okay lady dude?" he asked warmly.
"Ja thank you Alfred, you really saved my butt there." She said back as she brushed off the dust and dirt on her clothes.
"Of course the hero always helps the damsel in distress." he gave a thumbs up and a cheesy grin, she smiled to even if it was a little. The only reason Alfred helped her when he was around, was not just because he was a good guy and self proclaimed hero, but because Alexandra and his brother were very good friends. After a few minutes Alfred had to leave and Alexandra was left alone again. Taking the quickest route to her locker she made sure to watch her back in case clause and his flunkies wanted another round of throw the Alexandra.
She reached her locker and got her things organized just as her best friend appeared. The quiet boy waited silently for her to finish before speaking.
"You are looking a bit ruffled today clause again?" he shyly questioned and walked down the hall with her. She nodded at him and they made their way to class the rest of the way in silence.
The classroom was noisy; everyone was talking about their weekend, or the great parties they went to. Perfect no one would bother them. Silently and quickly they made their way to their seats near the window, pulling out their books and paper they waited for class to begin. The teacher walked in and the class immediately quieted down, no one talked when professor Brovetski was ready to teach. He was the history teacher and he was not one with patients. He set down his things and walked to the board to start the lecture on Maria Theresa of the Hapsburg family. The whole class took notes, Alexandra wrote down word for word, anything professor Brovetski said. Maria Theresa was a person Alexandra looked up to and hoped to be like someday. Class was soon over and the students shuffled out, matt and Alexandra had to part. The rest of the day went by as always, Alexandra received her vicious words and injuries as per usual. When the bell for the end of the day finally rang Alexandra let out a sigh of relief. Rodrich had a meeting with student council so they would be stuck at school, which was perfectly fine with her, she didn't want to go home to her father. Alexandra walked down the halls and stopped at a set of heavy double doors, and with a couple of side glances she walked into the auditorium. The room was very big, with high ceilings and rows upon rows of seats. Midnight blue velvet curtains pulled back and the stage was still lit. The room was empty and with a happy smile Alexandra ran to the stage and climbed the stairs. Her heavy boots thumped on the wood of the stage as she crossed to the center. The spotlight shown down heavily on her and she dropped her bag next to her feet. Inhaling deeply she started to sing.
Play ground school bells ring again. Rain clouds come to play again. Has no one told you she's not breathing? Hello. I am your mind giving you someone to talk to hello.
She started to sing the lyrics aloud closing her eyes and let go of herself, losing her fears in the words of the song. Her eyes opened and she continued on her voice growing stronger with each passing note.
If I smile and don't believe. Soon I know I'll wake from this dream. Don't try to fix me I'm not broken. Hello. I am the lie living for you so you can hide. Don't cry.
Tears welled in her eyes as she sang filling each word with pain and sorrow. At some point a silvered haired male walked in and watched her sing. His scarlet eyes narrowed. He waited for her to finish.
Suddenly I know I'm not sleeping. Hello. I'm still here all that's left of yesterday.
She concluded the song, never once noticing the boy in the corner of the room. The silverette waited until she grabbed her bag and left before he disappeared.
Alexandra waited by the car as Rodrich approached, he unlocked and she slid into the seat. "How was the meeting?" she questioned as they strapped themselves in. "productive." Was he response and he started the car and headed home. They drive was silent save for the soft notes of piano music in the radio. Once they had arrived home Alexandra retreated to her room. She set to work on her homework and once done she let out a sigh. Plopping down on her bed she stared at the ceiling, tracing the pattern on the paint with her eyes. She went down to dinner and then locked herself in her room afterwards. However her peace would be short lived, when a knock on the door interrupted her silence. Answering she stepped back and let her father in. he was drunk and she could smell it, he shut the door and locked it and took a couple steps toward her, and as Alexandra was shoved to the floor she looked up and wondered what she had ever done to deserve this torture.
Ok and that's the end of chapter one. I hope you enjoyed please review and tell me what you think. Ok loves ya.