OKAY, Have a load of high-school OOC Russia x Fem! Canada. This is what happens when I'm bored and have been reading too much fanfiction for me to sit here and not write some of my own. Obviously this is my first so hopefully I'll improve over time, enjoy.
Human names used, OOC characters,
Ever since it happened, Her eyes were dull and lifeless. She never dropped him from her mind and refused to forget even though she was drowning in the grief. She didn't know anything else. She'd forgotten what it's like to be alone, without him. She lost weight even though she was already thin, and she hardly slept anymore. The poor girl just stopped caring. Day after day she just got through each day to suffer through another, every day losing more of herself. She missed him too much. She thought she was unlovable because of her appearance and believed nobody but him would ever love her at all. This defenseless, broken girl was only in high school. Poor, little, Madeline...
She walked into history, her hair matted and oily, her posture looking painful. She had a slow, steady gate, she made her way down the classroom to the back and pulled back the chair in the third desk. She took out her spiral and a pencil and began her work for the class. Her eyes blurred and roamed, unable to focus. She tried to force her mind to not stray from her work, and began to answer questions. B, C, A, B. His face came into her mind as she teared up and excused herself to the restroom. Her steady pace made it a good two minute walk to the restroom despite it being only a short distance. She looked at herself in the mirror and thought, 'Wow, I am a mess...' She stopped trying to be pretty and quit with makeup, otherwise her cheeks would be stained black. She didn't care, it's not like anyone noticed anyways. She took a stall and held herself up against the door, crying involuntarily. She stayed leaned against the stall door until her sobs became sniffles, she took her sleeve and wiped her face, still a little damp from crying. Her eyes red and puffy, she took a minute to compose herself, exited the stall and walked out the door. She ran face first into someone as soon as she exited, landing on her butt quite painfully. She bit her lip drawing a little blood from falling, but got up and in her little voice, hardly a whisper, said "Sorry..." as she looked away shyly. A large boy stood in front of her, still on his feet, and held out a large hand toward her, which she hesitantly took. He lifted her to her feet and said "Da, Sorry, I did not see you there.." She nodded, "It's fine, nobody ever does" she said with a small smile, though her eyes screamed hurt, and she was blinking excessively to hold in more tears. She decided to just leave her eyes closed. He pondered for a moment, 'how could she not be noticed?' He thought 'she's lovely'. He looked at her and stated "Your beautiful, I cannot see a reason as to why they don't." She looked him in the eyes and gazed at him as if he just told her he was an axe murderer. A light blush settled on her face, as she looked away fast realizing the sudden eye contact "T-thank you, I've not been told that for a long time." She pulled her hand away slowly, realizing he still had it. The air felt cold on that hand now. "What is your nameThe boy asked, giving a child-like smile (though the aura seemingly around him didn't help his case..) She whispered "Madeline, everyone calls me Maddie though, you can if you want" she shyly offered. "Okay Maddie, I'm Ivan, also an outcast." She flinched at the word outcast. He realized what he said and waved his hands nervously "Wait no, that's not what I meant! Um.. Ok never mind just forget that part" he jumbled and quickly threw the words out. He had never done this before, it startled him. Usually everyone cowered from him and ran screaming, which he honestly loved, though he wondered why this one didn't... He decided he liked this girl, she didn't run. She giggled and risked a glance at him, his eyes were closed so she quickly examined him, he was quite handsome. She thought about saying something along the lines of "Maybe we could study together later?" When he spoke "Hello?" She realized she went into a little bit of daydreaming while staring at him. "Oh, wow, Ivan I'm sorry.." He quickly responded "Its fine, don't worry about it, are you good at math, I need a tutor, everyone I ask just freaks out." They usually say "sorrynoihavetogobye" and speed walk away. Her mind raced and thoughts bloomed everywhere, consuming her mind and she thought "Wow, he asked me something? Nobody usually does" Her blush reddened and his cheeks gained a slight pink tint too. He had never had anyone blush from him and at his point he was starting to think about backing away. She nodded yes, and told him "Yes I do and I can help if you'd like. I really have to go" she said hastily but reluctantly nonetheless. "Can I just call you later or something?" He responded with "Don't you need my number for that?" She smiled, and turned her head a little, slightly embarrassed and handed him the pen from it's resting place behind her right ear. He took her hand and scribbled ten digits, handed her her pen, and waved before walking toward math on the other side of the school. After school, she went home. Her heart fluttered, she had some crush on this random Ivan person. She then thought of him, though, and she sank in her chair. She thought about what he would've wanted for her. She said to herself "He would've wanted me to move on, and people tell me I need to get out more, maybe this is my chance to get out of grieving, my love" she said thoughtfully. She looked down at the little numbers on the back of her hand and became exited as she texted Ivan, 'Hi' sheepishly. She was glad he couldn't see how giddy she was to get a text back. It read
'Hello, Maddie'
'How'd you know?'
'Well, you are the only one I gave my number to aside from family, so I just assumed'
'Ah, okay,'
she was flustered and happy for once in a long time. It had been a while and her face hurt from it but now, replacing that stoic face, was a big, genuine, smile...
'So when do you want to meet up for some math work?'
'Anytime's fine, whenever you choose'
'Tomorrow after school at the park sound ok?'
'Da'
She wondered why he was being so kind, and decided she wanted to know if this was some sort of trick or prank. It had, to her dismay, happened to the girl more than once. She thought to herself 'this cant be real, it has to be a trick or something, likely Alfred's doing.' She also thought it could be Francis , one of her few friends, he always tried to set her up with random people because he hated seeing her lonely and sad, though she'd been this way for almost a year. However, Maddie really liked this boy, he was one of the few who noticed her, she hoped she was wrong in her suspicion. She thought about how she looked when she had bumped into him earlier and shied her face into her pillow blushing madly. She must've looked like a witch. She decided she'd make herself look better tomorrow.