Madison Williams-Jones is anything but impolite. She always was the petite but very proper young woman who would sit with her shoulders square, her legs properly crossed, and with the perfect posture of someone many years beyond her. She always kept her hair in sweet little pigtails that were tied with some just as innocent strawberry red ribbons. Each pigtail was nice and frizzy but the curls gave her more of a doll like appearence. Now to compliment her hair was her fair complexion that would put snow white to shame. It was fair, but not deathly pale, and in the right places she had the right amount of color, like in her cheeks. They had a dainty pink dusting that every makeup artist wanted to achieve.
She was perfect from head to toe with her meticulously kept uniform that her brother joked never had a wrinkle, to her organized notes and color coded folders for her various assignments and projects.
Madison woke up every morning, and gives her favorite childhood plush Kumajiro a hug. She gets dressed, and if she took a shower the night before to help her relax after a hockey game then she would take her hair out of the braid her cousin Francis taught her, and she would brush it into her pigtails. When she's ready, she carefully heads down into the kitchen and as part of her routine she makes pancakes. Thankfully the mix is ready and soon she has a nice plate for herself and her brother, who more than often forgot to eat.
She smiles and looks at the clock, noting that time is on her side with more than a good hour before she has to get out of her shared down and had down to the prestigious Hetalia academy and so with a smile she gets her backpack down and sets it on the table right as Alfred is waking up. She knew that Arthur had woken him up early so they could discuss something important with the academy. Arthur was the class president, and Alfred was the vice president so they had a lot of important matters at hand.
"Woah...Artie...I think there might be fairies or whatever...someone keeps leaving delicious food in here." Alfred drools at the sight of the pancakes and he sits down. "Hey dude relax...you don't have to yell. I was joking." He takes a bite in a way that Madison thought would embody the idea of gluttony. "So anyway are we going to hang out? No...we need some bro time dude...Yes dude I so mean it. Look, I seriously need some bro time." He leans back a little in the chair. "And coffee..." he gets up and goes to get a cup.
Madison can hear him go on about some girl that he asked out. She sighs and decides that she wants to head out and walk through the courtyard. She gets out her cellphone, and call the one guy she knew would be up at this early hour, and actually mean to be awake.
"Ivan, good morning." She smiles as she hears him pick up.
"Good morning Madison. How is my little maple leaf doing?" she could hear his cheerfulness as he replied back. Normally he had a reputation of being one of the most scary guys at the academy, but Madison refused to see that in him, and with a lot of time and kindness she befriended him, and learned that he was incredibly misunderstood. She found out that he came from an abusive household and that all he had was his older and younger sister. A lot of the abuse took its toll on him in more ways than can be described, but thanks to Madison he was able to smile, even if for a little while.
"I'm doing well." she smiles as she twirls a piece of her blonde hair between her fingers. "I was thinking of heading out into the courtyard before class started, would you like to meet you there?"
There is a small pause which causes Madison to worry.
"Of coarse~ I'd love to." She mentally lets out a sigh of relief. "The usual spot?"
"Oui~" she smiles. "The usual spot." When they hang up Madison takes her bag and puts some pancakes into a spare warm container. Ivan always loved to eat her pancakes and she always would be happy to make sure that he got a good breakfast that made him smile. She brings some of her maple syrup and walks out the door before Alfred returns to the kitchen.
The rest of the academy is dead quiet as many students are still asleep. Very few people would be awake, and Madison is grateful for it. She always did prefer a quiet setting, and gets upset when things get too noisy.
The walks to the usual spot, where there was a tree, a bench and some sunflowers that she and Ivan cared for. She sits under the tree on the bench, and after setting her backpack down, she notices Ivan walk over and without hesitation she gets up and hugs him.
By now he is used to her kindness and how warm she always is to him and hugs back, though she can still feel his small discomfort and doesn't hug him too long. "It's so nice to see you Ivan, it feels like forever, eh?" She sits down with him and presents him with the pancakes and her maple syrup.
"You spoil me, my little maple." he softly chuckles and eats the pancakes. "Still so warm~" he has a soft twinkle in his violet eyes that makes her giggle. If people say he's a block of ice, they would say that Madison is the one girl who warmed him up with her kindness. It was a shame that nobody noticed her long enough to actually credit her for that. "Da, it feels like it but that's how it feels for best friends, right?"
"Oui." She nods smiling. She enjoys seeing how happy he is, as knowing that she makes someone smile is one of the best feelings to her. She loves that warm feeling of knowing that she made a difference in someone's life and made a positive impact.
No, none of it was to get noticed but she did wish people could see her more. A lot of it was because deep down she really is a nice girl, and being such meant that she would always help others.
He eats the rest of the pancakes, and smiles at her "Thank you Madison." He has that small blush when he smiles. "Those are always perfect."
Now it's Madison's turn to blush. "T-thank you but...it's no big deal." there's her modesty again.
"Nyet. Madison you're a really talented chief." He argues. "But anyway are we still up for that hockey game after classes?"
"Of coarse~" she smiles. Even though she has a strong competitive nature, she still loves to play with him because he had a close fiery competitiveness that made it all the more fun. "Just don't be mad if I beat you~"
"I'd love to see you try little maple leaf." He teases back.
"Hey this little maple leaf has a lot of fight in her." she looks at him with the same fiery passion that she always has for hockey.
"I can't argue with that." He smiles at her. "It's a shame not many people see this side of you...but..." he trails off as he looks at her. "It feels all the more special. You're like the rare sunflower that everyone else doesn't see as that...but do they deserve to..." he muses as she blushes.
"Ivan...I-I'm nothing special." She starts to blush more.
"Madison do you forget what you did? It felt like I was trapped in the cold block of ice that was my life...but you came in and helped in more ways than I can ever repay you. All I wanted was a friend and you become that for my sake. How can nobody see that kindness? It's simple: they are blinded by their stupidity...oh how I wish to crush every one of there dense little skulls starting with-"
"I-ivan..." She squeeks, causing him to stop. She knew that he has a tendency to go off into a weird state for a little bit. It wasn't his fault, and he was painfully unaware of it but Madison knew how to help him snap out of it which in the long run helped.
She felt her heart break for Ivan as she knows he's a nice guy, but has a lot of emotional and mental baggage that would take the best therapist years to try to understand. All she wants is to help mend the emotional tears in his heart, and to help him feel better and as his friend she will do anything to make that happen.
Something that she didn't know is that he has a crush on her. He has tried to tell her on multiple occasions but it Alfred usually ends up getting in the way with his loud and very obnoxious mannerisms. He loves Madison, but hates her brother.
"Thank you maple." he feels bad for almost slipping. "Maybe we should head to class now?"
"Sure." Madison smiles. "And did you find the homework easy?" She gets up and brushes her skirt off and when she reaches for her backpack Ivan is already carrying it for her. "I-Ivan you...you don't have to carry that for me." she blushes.
"Da, I know but I want to." he smiles softly at her.
They head to the classroom and Madison says good morning to their teacher who also happened to be Madison's aunt, or Francis's mother. She smiles warmly at Madison as she is always happy to see her and Ivan on time, and even lets the two of them start their assignments.
Their class consisted of discussing old and new romance novels, and unfortunately for Madison she was forced to read Twilight. Madison dreaded the very idea of reading the book and with each chapter she felt like someone had put her brain into a blender and set it on the highest setting. Then the main character, felt worse than anything she had ever read. She cringes at how desperate Isabella seems with wanting a boyfriend and how she lets it take over her life. She looks at the book cover and cringes.
"Are you alright Madison?" Ivan looks at her, his violet eyes filled with concern.
"I...I didn't really like this." She sighs.
"I know what you mean. " Ivan frowns softly. "I would like to take that Edward Cullen and crush his skull into a fine powder." A soft kol noise filled the room for a moment. Thankfully Mrs. Bonnefoy is used to it, or rather she chooses to ignore it.
Madison takes out a notebook and writes in her sketchbook. She doesn't realize it but soon she ends up doodling a maple leaf. The leaf soon is joined by a hockey puck, and finally a small bird. She looks down at it, and right as class starts she hears the voice of the one guy that make her incredibly nervous.
Gilbert, the most popular guy in the academy proudly strides in about five or more minutes late, and as expected he's texting on his phone. He looks around for a seat, and spots one. He rushes over and sits down not noticing that Madison is right next to him.
She looks at him as he finishes a text to either Francis or Antonio, and then hits send before putting his phone away. She bites at her bottom lip and feels like her heart is beating a million miles a second.
There he was sitting next to her, but he didn't even notice her.
Contrary to Madison Gilbert was the guy who went out and partied until he couldn't walk. He would go out with his two friends and go find women. He wasn't the type of person who would go for a serious relationship, and so the very most he was with a girl was about a month but that was extremely generous.
She glances over at him and notices that he's sending another text but this time he has rather large smirk. She sighs and realizes that he's probably texting Elizaveta now. She was his only somewhat serious girlfriend but they didn't last too long. She turns her attention back to her notebook not noticing that Ivan is giving Gilbert the most deadly glare in the world. No...scratch that. He is giving Gilbert the most evil glare in the universe.
The next class Madison has is a cookie class that Francis helps teach. He smiles at Madison, as she puts on her own maple leaf apron and gets ready to start with the assignment. She pulls her hair into a small bun, and is ready to get started when a very annoyed Mr. Beilschmidt walks in, pulling Gilbert by the ear.
Francis chuckles and asks what he did this time. Gilbert was thrown out of his class for once again for hitting on one of the Italy sisters. He has a habit of annoying Chiara to the point where she flips over a desk, and nearly punches him out. Contrary to popular belief, Chiara was a lot more tough than Lovino, but she had to be pushed to that point.
Gilbert always knows the buttons to press, and so he usually ends up upsetting the Italian to the point where she does beat him up.
Anyway there Gilbert was, just feet away from Madison. She feels her heart beat pick up in a way that made her wonder if others could hear it too. Francis notices how nervous she is, and because he knows his little cousin likes Gilbert, he asks the albino to work with her.
"Have I seen you before?..." Gilbert softly frowns when he is put in her station. He grumbles when he is asked to put the apron on, and while he does so, he looks Madison over. He grins in approval at her, and when she notices she blushes a million shades of red. "Either way...want to meet up with me during lunch?"
She can't believe what she's hearing, and when a small pause she nods. "O-oui...I-I'd love to."
Madison happily walks to the spot, holding a small bag with her prepared meal. She was hoping that she could share a few with Gilbert, and maybe, just maybe he would remember her. She feels excited seeing as how the hottest guy in the school asked her to meet up with him.
She takes a few steps and pauses when she hears a small giggle. Weird...it was supposed to be the two of them. She tries to tell herself that he invited one of his friends. In that case if she got onthe friend's good side then she would have a better chance.
She moves closer until she finally sees him. Gilbert, the guy of her dreams, and object of her affection for a very long time. Gilbert...with another girl.
She freezes in place at the scene ahead of her. There was Gilbert, her crush, in a heated makeout session with a tanned brunette girl. He's leaning into her, against the brick wall, his lips smashed up against the girls perfectly red glossy lips. His hands travel up and down her waist, as she plays with the hem of his pants.
This is all too much for the shy Canadian, and she turns on her heel running away from it all. Her vision is blurred by the bitter stings of each tear. She doesn't want to go back to classes, and so she leaves the gates, and when she can't run anymore, she breaks down into tears. A few people stop and stare, but nobody wants to go near her.
That is until a voice spoke up.
"Madison...love what's wrong?"