Heyoo! This story will include many songs throughout the chapters. To avoid copyright, I have to tell you to listen to the song at the top of every chapter in which it's included. So go listen to the song while you read along! This Chapter's song is Diary of Jane by Breaking Benjamin.
Onward to the story!
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She was the queen of World W Academy. Elected Student Council President for two years, she ruled the student body with an iron fist. Born from a prestigious family she held an air of elegance. With a strong compassion for her school and education, along with a pampered lifestyle her fellow students and teachers thought she'd dream of becoming something just as magnificent.
But what all but a few didn't know is that she was leading a double life outside of school and home.
She was Alice Kirkland. Lead guitarist of a hard rock/alternative metal band.
Tonight, like every Friday night. Alice left her home (telling her parents she was going to a weekly club meeting) and met up with her best friend, Kiku Honda. Kiku already had his license and a car so they carpooled together to the warehouse district, to an abandoned factory where the Band Bash was held weekly. Three to five bands played for a set time. Different genes of music was played, alcohol and weed were plentiful for those who desired it, couples hooked up, people got drunk and did crazy stunts, and she loved it. Though she didn't drink or smoke Alice still had a lot of fun playing in front of a crowd. Where she could be herself instead of a tight ass queen.
Once there, Alice headed to a backroom to get ready for their turn in half an hour. Changing out of her clothes, Alice pulled off her black rimmed glasses and put on contacts. She dressed in a red plaid skirt and knee high black socks with holes, a ripped white shirt, and a short-sleeved black blazer with a lose red tie that matched her skirt. To finish her look she tucked her hair into a long pink wig, in order to avoid recognition. Stepping out of the room she met up with the rest of her band mates.
Gilbert Beilschmidt: Drummer. Gilbert had very pale blond hair that shined silver in the light with unnatural red eyes. They had known each other since childhood, and hadn't always gotten along, still argue quite a bit. But they're good friends on the inside.
Ludwig Beilschmidt: Bass/Occasional singer. Ludwig was Gilbert's younger brother but looked much older as well as acted more mature. He was the one who organized their music and playing time. Although he acted like he had a stick up his ass, he was a very good friend and his love of music is what brought him to the band.
Kiku Honda: Keyboard/Lead singer. Shy and frequently suffered from stage fright. Kiku had loved the piano and enjoyed singing since he was little, but was too scared to peruse it until Alice gave him a rather hard nudged.
"Yo, England!" Gilbert called out to her as she walked up. "What took ya so long?"
"Unlike you, I had to change into a completely different outfit. Shit takes time." The guitarist rolled her eyes. The band before them, The Nordic 5, had just finished their last song and gave way to their band. The four of them were known as Destination Country. Each one of the members had a country as a nickname; she was England; Kiku was Japan; Gilbert was Prussia, even though they weren't a country anymore; and finally Ludwig was Germany. Fairly popular they often played up to five songs every week. Making their way on to the stage as the crowd cheered them on, they quickly set up and got into their place. Their first song didn't include any piano or instrument that they didn't have so Kiku stood in the front with nothing but a microphone. As usual he was shaking as all eyes were on him. He looked to Alice for confidence as he usually did. She gave him a nod and a smile, then started the song on her British flag covered electric guitar. Then Gilbert joined in on the drums followed by Ludwig on his bass. After a forty second opening Kiku opened his mouth and started his part.
[Diary of Jane by Breaking Benjamin] (Listen to it while you read, I do not own this song ((don't sue me!))
If I had to
I would put myself right beside you
So let me ask
Would ya like that? Would ya like that?
And I don't mind
If you say this love is the last time
So now I'll ask
Do ya like that? Do ya like that?
No!
Somethings getting in the way
Somethings just about to break
I will try to find my place
In the diary of Jane
So, tell me
How it should be?
Try to find out
What makes you tick
As I lie down
Sore and sick
Do ya like that? Do ya like that?
There's a fine line
Between love and hate
And I don't mind
Just let me say,
That I like that! I like that!
Somethings getting in the way
Somethings just about to break
I will try to find my place
In the diary of Jane
As I burn another page
As I look the other way
I still try to find my place
In the diary of Jane
So, tell me
How it should be?
Desperate I will crawl
Waiting for so long
No love, there is no love
Die for anyone
What have I become?
Somethings getting in the way
Somethings just about to break
I will try to find my place
In the diary of Jane
As I burn another page
As I look the other was
I still try to find my place
In the diary of Jane
As the last verse came up and Alice prepared for the upcoming ending, but a flash of blue in the corner of her vision drew her attention. A young man, probably around her age, stood in the very back. He looked out of place and lost. His gaze shifted towards her and their eyes met. Alice quickly looked away and focused on the music, but could still feel his gaze on her.
The crowd roared around them, some singing along, some bouncing around, others dancing to the music. Alice felt exhilarated as she strumed her stings with an incredible force. Kiku's fear now behind him, he sang with such ferocity it took her breath away. She had always loved his voice.
The song ended on a held note by her guitar. Kiku bowed towards the crowd had headed back to his keyboard to start the next song. Alice looked back into the crowd and saw that the guy from earlier had disappeared. Unbeknownst to her, he had moved through the crowd and stood in the very front, staring at her in amazement. Four songs later they filled up their set time and made way for the next group. Alice looked towards her phone to check the time.
9:08 PM.
Panicking, the blond quickly ran towards Kiku and dragged him towards his car, leaving the two brothers to put away their equipment alone.
"Please calm down Alice-chan!" Kiku begged her as he tried to shake off her death grip.
"I can't! My curfew is in twenty minutes!" She argued with him. Letting go of her friend, Alice hopped in the back of the car and urged him to hurry and start the car. Once the car had started to move and left the parking lot. Alice pulled out the clothes she was wearing when she left and started to change.
"Don't look!" She called to the front. Unfortunately she was too late and Kiku looked at the review mirror as she pulled off her shirt. He didn't say anything, but turned completely red and tried to focus on the road ahead. After she finished changing, she pulled off her wig and took advantage of a red light to take out her contacts and slip her glasses on.
Around fifteen minutes pass till Kiku pulled up to her driveway. Alice hugged him, once again making him blush, and said goodbye. That night as she went to sleep in her room, the image of a pair of blue eyes seemed to follow her into her dreams.
"Alice! Wake up darling it's time for school!" A feminine voice called through the door. Alice lifted herself from her memory foam queen sized bed and pulled her body out from under the covers. Walking over to her vanity table, Alice looked upon her reflection. Her waist long, sandy blond hair sat in a wind blown fashion atop her head. Brushing the locks out, the teen pulled it into her normal high twin pigtails. She grabbed her already ironed uniform consisting of a knee length, pale purple skirt; white button up shirt; and dark purple blazer.
Continuing with her normal routine of cleaning up, brushing her teeth, then eating breakfast, Alice grabbed her lunch box and headed out to school with her brothers. Although the six other siblings started walking together, each one walked at a different pace or had a different place to go (or if decided to skip like usual).
"Scott, where are you going?" Alice called out to her oldest brother as he turned to head down a different street.
"What does it matter too you squirt?" The firey red head called back.
Alice pouted and started off in his direction but was stopped by her second oldest brother, Dylan.
"Let 'em be lass." He told her. "Scott's always been a delinquent. God bless he's the only one in our family."
Alice nodded but secretly sweated at his comment, because Scott wasn't the only delinquent in the family. It's just that she knows how to keep it hidden. Scott was 19 and was in twelfth grade, technically he should already have graduated but he was held back in ninth grade. Dylan was 18 and in the same grade as Scott. The twins Brandon and Kenneth, or Kenny, were both 17 in eleventh grade. She was the youngest and only girl, 16 and in tenth grade. And lastly, her younger brother Peter was 12 and in sixth grade.
Although she technically couldn't have been president last year as a freshman. She was able to talk the other contestants out of running so there would be no one else but her.
Walking in silence, the proud president entered through the academy gates with a hard gaze and a firm attitude. The school was a combination of four very large buildings for each age group of k-5th grade, 6-8th grade, and 9-12th.
Scanning her field of vision Alice looked over the crowds gathered in the court yard. The court was mostly filled with specific groups such as the nerds, delinquents, jocks and so on. Many of these students Alice could see were breaking school code. Making a round through the court she confiscated various items, gave more than a couple warnings, and sentenced many to after school detention. She was almost done when she felt a small hand tap her shoulder. She turned around and saw her best friend Kiku (you already met him). The small asian was of Japanese origin and was too shy for his own good.
"Morning, Kiku" the blond greeted.
"Ohayo Alice-san. I see you are already at work." He noted looking at the confiscated items in her bag.
Alice nodded with a grin. "It is my duty to uphold the Academy's code of rules as the President of World W-"
"Look out!"
CRASH!
Alice's prideful boasting had been cut short as a student riding a skateboard had slammed into her and knocked her down. The two of them had fallen together, the skater landing on top of the president, completely covering her with his heavy body. Alice looked up shocked to see the same set of sky blue eyes from Friday. For a split second, a shine of recognition flashed in them, but then disappeared.
"Sorry 'bout that." He apologized getting up, not bothering to help her up, and instead went to pick up his board.
"Alice-chan are you alright?" Kiku asked rushing to her side.
"I'm fine," She answered feeling her anger bubble up. "but he won't be."
Alice turned towards the teen walking away from her and quickly ran passed him to scoop up the skateboard before he could.
"Wha-?"
"This item is now confiscated." She announced to the reckless teen, holding a red card in front of him.
"Says who, short stuff?" He mocked, trying to take it back. Alice stepped out of the range of his arms and stood tall, though she still fell short of him by a couple inches and had to look up to meet his gaze.
"Says the Student Council President. It is against the school code, rule 38 to ride bicycles, skateboards, scooters, etc. on school grounds. You, young man, have already caused a ruckus on campus thus will have this item revoked." She eyed him up and down before glaring up into his blue irises. "You can get this back at the end of the day in the council room." She told him the marched away, Kiku bowing and apologizing to him before following behind her.
"Wasn't that a little harsh, Alice-chan? Normally he would've just got a warning." The black haired boy asked her.
Alice huffed and walked along. "That may be true, but he pissed me off." She retorted.
'Tyrant' Kiku thought to himself.
The two walked together to the council room, both of being members, to take care of a few matters involving clubs who wanted to talk before school about some occurring problems; and thanks to the school's problem students doing wrong so early in the morning, she was late.
Outside of the council doors, the same teen from earlier glared at the president. Grumbling about something in an inaudible tone.
"Spying on someone so early in the morning? How naughty!" A playful voice crawled up behind him. Said spying boy turned in shock to see the school playboy, and his cousin, Francis Bonnefoy. The sea blue eyed teen flipped his shoulder length (kinda girly) blond hair and wiggled his eyebrows suggestively at him. "Here for only a week and already found amour, how sly of you Alfred." The Frenchman continued his teasing and draped himself over his shoulder.
Alfred shrugged him off and continued to looked through the door glaring at her back, Francis joined in on spying to see who his younger cousin was crushing on, but was surprised to follow his gaze to the queen. Quickly he backed away, pulling Alfred with him.
"Mon cousin you do not now what tree your barking up! Falling for-" The elder of the two started to warn him but was shut down when Alfred interrupted his little rant.
"I don't like her! She stole my skateboard! That tiny little bit-"
Francis laughed. Alfred stopped his insult to look questionably at him.
"It would seem you have incurred the wrath of the Queen on your first encounter." Francis chuckled.
"The what?" Alfred asked.
"The Queen. Better known as Alice Kirkland. This is her second year in office as the Council President. She has two minions in the council, the vice-pres and the secrteary, that follow her with no question. Last year she made a name for herself as the "Iron-Hearted Queen". She's been a heartless tyrant these past two years but no one's been brave enough to run against her and take the crown." The stubble ran his mouth on about her like he knew her personally. "Trust me, it's better not to get mixed up with that one." And with that last piece of advice, the frenchman walked off to head for class.
Alfred stayed behind behind to spy for a moment longer. She seemed to be talking to a club rep on a troubling matter. Her face was scrunched into a frown the same way it was during their encounter earlier. He continued to glare daggers at her before standing up to leave.
Trudging down the halls with his hands in his pockets he pulled out his phone and opened up the gallery app to pull up a picture. The image showed a young girl with bright pink hair playing a guitar. Alfred calmed down and smiled at the picture before shoving his phone back into his pants pocket.
"No one's ever stood up to her huh?" He whispered to himself. A devious grin pulled at the corners of his lips as a wicked look flashed in his eyes. "Well I'll just have to change that won't I?"
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So yeah this my new fic. I've had this idea for a while and I've been aching to write it. Although it came out a lot longer than I thought.
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