My newest story. Enjoy!
Now here I should probably do a disclaimer, but since I was too lazy to, GUESS WHO I HIRED?
Greece: Hello (WTF? She hired him because she was too lazy?)
Me: GREECE! ISN'T THAT JUST EPIC? Now Greece...please do the honours...
Greece: This girl over here... what's your name again?... anyways she doesn't own Hetalia Axis Powers or the characters. It respectfully belongs to ... what's his name again? ... oh! Hidekaz Himaruya.
Turkey: BOOO! You stink!
Greece: Like your face.
Me: Now, now you two don't fight - HOLY SHIT! GREECE, IS THAT A KITTY CANNON?
Greece: Yes. Gauranteed to shoot menacing kitties to any nearby smelly idiots. *Looks at Turkey*
Turkey: Oh is it supposed to do that? I think it's not working properly. Tell me, why hasn't it attacked you yet?
Me: You guys, MAKE PASTA NOT WAR! A-anyways, enjoy... Ve~
Did you know you are an amazing writer? You should write a story! He chuckled to himself, remembering the countless amount of times people told him that same sentence. When they did, he would only smile and nod, then reply with the words, "Some day." He didn't really take their words into consideration, until now.
It was another one of those days that the rain kept pouring and pouring until it would seem like it would never stop. Another one of those days where your mood reflected off the weather: gloomy and dull.
He had been sitting on the sofa couch watching a drama on the TV. As he did, he wondered why these things were so addictive. They clearly all had the same plots and themes: falling in love, cheating, jealousy etc... but something about them seemed to capture the viewers' attention and held it in place. Was it the actors? He had to admit, they were very good at portraying the characters, capturing all the feelings and intensions so naturally. Without them, the show would obviously be a flop, no doubt about that. But... it's something bigger than actors... He thought.
That's it: Characters! He smiled. They were the reason behind the actors, and the reason infront. When a story has a nice, well round up set of characters, it's easier to sit back and enjoy. Or in his case, lean close and enjoy.
Dorothy is the main protagonist of the show. She was the "loser" in high school, the girl that nobody really liked or talked to. Until she is assigned a project with two rich boys who had just arrived at their school. One of them is the laid back type, while the other is the mean, "bad boy". As they work on their project, the two start falling for her and thus, the rivalry begins. She's as oblivious as ever, but the other girls start noticing. And they're determined to do everything to stop the boys from asking her out.
When he had first heard of the plot for the show, he brushed it aside, assuming it was another one of those "lovey dovey" crap. Now here he was, watching episode 41 where Dorothy finally realizes who's the one for her. This was the newest episode, and he hated to admit it, but he was giddy all week waiting for the premier.
As the To be continued... sign appeared on the television, he suddenly had the urge to create characters. Characters as interesting as them. Perhaps even more interesting? He challenged himself. He jumped up from the sofa and practically ran up stairs to get to his study room. He popped open his labtop and clicked on 'Microsoft Office', then waited until the white document appeared on the screen.
He then realized something after it did. I'm sitting here ready to create characters and stuff, but I've got no clue on what to write. How stupid am I? He leaned his head on his hands, waiting for any sort of inspiration to come to him.
Ten minutes passed and he had just thought of one plot idea. The idea sounded nice to him, but it was a bit... too romantic. What was his friends going to say when they read his book (if he ever managed to finish writing this) and figured out its a love story? Nothing. A voice from the back of his head urged. They're going to say nothing. After all, it's pretty much about your life.
He looked at his ring finger, where he wore a gold ring, indication that he was engaged. With the wedding date uncertain and the wedding plans very hectic at the moment, he wasn't really going to find the time to write this story, since his family will be home soon with his soon to be in laws.
He wrote today's date on the paper at the top right corner, then his name, with the words 'by' in front. By Matthew Williams. He liked the sound of that.
Matthew frowned, trying to remember where to start the story. I could start when Dad told me the news...no, maybe a little after that, when I'm packing to go to the school...no. He wanted to get straight to the point.
My first day at the school! When I first met Toris and we were chatting down the hall... a little before Gilbert threatening me, and Alfred jumping to my rescue...
He smiled, took out a pencil and began with 'Chapter One'. It's funny. I never thought I would be writing a book about this story, the one that changed my life forever.
Officially done! The prologue I mean... GAH! (that's what Canada said in the dub!) I have to start writing chapter one soon... SSSHHHIIIIIITTTT...
Now, I know Matthew is writing this story, which is technically me, so I would just like to let you guys know: if his writing starts sucking (GILBERT'S FIVE METERS! WAIT! That was just a joke...DO NOT think pervertedly. It's not like I am *nervous laughter*) then do not blame him, but blame the person behind all of this...me. Please do not throw tomatoes at me! I will try improving as best as I can.
Look out for the next chapter to Pasta Before Boys! Hopefully, it'll be out SOON...