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.:A Prologue:.
Warm, chapped lips on his own. That's all Aleksander could feel as the gears in his head turned, and he tried to process what just happened. Suddenly, the lips were gone, and replaced with a cheerful, obnoxious, absolute shit-eating grin.
The owner of the grin, who Aleksander realized with disdain was male, began laughing loudly. It hurt Aleksander's ears. Finally the annoying chuckles ceased, and the owner grinned down at the angry blond.
"Totally got ya, Aleks! Man that was so funny you should have seen your face! Dude, it's been forever!" the obnoxious boy chattered.
Aleksander grit his teeth. "My name is not Aleks, you moron. It's Aleksander. And why the hell did you kiss me, I don't know who you are and I'm not gay!" he seethed, feeling a vein pop out of his head.
The taller boy just laughed again, smoothing back the broom that seemed to actually be made of hair, but there was no way it stood up like that. "Yer funny, Aleks. It's me, Mathias! Seriously all I did was get a haircut, and it's only been, like, two years since we last chatted on the phone."
"I don't know a Mathias. Also, my name is Aleksander, you insufferable idiot," Aleksander pushed past the delusional boy and towards his classroom, but felt a hand grab his own and pull him back to look into cerulean-blue eyes.
Mathias looked about to cry. His smile was gone and replaced by a whimper, and there were tears at the corners of his eyes. "You… don't know who I am?"
"Of course not. Why would I? Now if you would kindly let me go-" Aleksander was cut off by loud sobs -even louder than his laugh- escaping Mathias as the much taller blond slumped onto him, getting tears all over Aleksander's new blazer. People in the hallway were beginning to stare, and Alexsander felt a blush creep up his neck before the heavy body was removed from lying atop his shoulder.
Aleksander looked up to thank the stranger, but was met with a stern glare from behind glasses before the man slung Mathias over his shoulder and walked away.
Another boy walked up to him angrily. This was the first person Aleksander had seen that was shorter than him, and he breathed a sigh of relief before approaching him.
However, he was met with a slap in the face, and suddenly the boy was glaring down at him. "That was real low, Aleks. I didn't know you could be such an asshole. Please never talk to us again," said the blond, but Aleksander was too busy staring at his eyes.
This boy's eyes were violet.
"Are you… like me?" Aleksander choked out.
The boy's face turned red with rage, and Aleksander was met with another slap to the face. "I would never do that to Madeline, you dick! What the hell is wrong with you?"
Aleksander rolled his eyes, oblivious to the fire behind the violet eyes. "That's not what I meant-" He looked around. He was standing alone in the hallway, with thousands of eyes on him. 'Great. Something must be wrong with my head. I need to get that checked,' he thought as he shouldered his bag and shuffled out of the hallway.
((My first fanfiction that I'm uploading! I'm probably not gonna update it often, but I'm hoping you guys can help me!
Aleksander-Norway
Madeline-Nyo!Canada
Mathias-Denmark))
