Chapter 2: The Trio.

{Lovina}

Lovina sighed, just as the day was almost done, a group of loud mouth boys around her age, barged into the store talking about what to buy for an 'upcoming party' they were hosting.

The 3 guys went around the corner hollering and yelling on a mission for alcohol. Lovina figured they couldn't be much older than she was. Lovina was 17 1/2; she just graduated high school and was taking 2 years off learning so she could find a good college or university. She had very good grades and was an honor student. She got many requests from multiple universities, so it would take her some time to choose which she would attend in the area.

"Ohonhonhon! Gil, look over there." Came a heavily accented French accent.

Lovina directed her attention towards the 3 boys, two of which were staring at another of Lovina's co-workers; Maddie Williams.

She was a Canadian, who spoke both English and French, and had wavy, wheat-blonde hair in low pigtails, parts of her hair held back with maple leaf berets. She had beautiful amaranthine colored eyes behind her thin black wired glasses, also wearing the working outfit, but the shirt she received was way too big for her, it was almost at her knees. She had pale, flawless porcelain skin and had a petit figure, but was also pretty curvaceous as well.

She was currently trying to stock cereal boxes on the top shelf of the food shelves. She was a bit too short to reach all the way up, plus the shelving units were pretty tall.

Lovina observed as a tall man with messy, but neat looking silver hair and piercing carmine eyes, wearing a pair of black skinny jeans and a white and yellow v-neck t-shirt and a red hoodie, approached her and offered her a hand with the remaining boxes, which was about 6 remaining.

Maddie blushed, and allowing him to help, she stepped back and waited for him to finish up, while also holding up a small conversation with him, mostly of where they're both from, why they came to New York and simple interests.

Not long after that, he finished up and Maddie thanked him numerous times over and over again.

"Thank you so much, these shelves are just too high for me to reach, so I appreciate it a lot." Maddie smiled a shy, but shining smile at the man.

"Naww, it's nothing... I'm just awesome like that, so, I guess I'll see ya' around?" The man asked and looked... Nervous but calm, he kept his cool. And was that a German accent?

"Yep, for sure! I'll see you later... Uhh...?" Maddie asked blushing slightly.

"Oh, uhh, Gilbert. My name is the awesome Gilbert Beilschmidt. And yours?" He held out a hand and Maddie happily took it.

"Madeline Williams, but call me Maddie. Ok," Maddie shook his hand happily and both pulled away, Maddie smiled then spoke once more. "Well, I better get back to work, have a nice day ok!"

Gilbert laughed then nodded." Will do. And you, have an awesome day!" He laughed and walked down the food isle back to his friend who laughed and lightly punched his arm.

"What happened mon ami? You seemed pretty nervous there... Are you in love?" The one with French inquired.

He had wavy, shoulder length blonde hair, cerulean eyes and wore a blue v-neck t-shirt and some black shorts.

"N-No, she's just different! Which is pretty awesome!" Gilbert snickered. "Now where the fuck is Gilbird!" He then commenced running around in circles.

Lovina noticed 3 of them when they came in, but the 3rd was missing. Lovina thought nothing of it, tended to her customers and checked out their food and other items.

"GIT! Back off you bloody wanker!" Came a strong British accent from yet another one of Lovina's co-workers; Alice Kirkland. She had blond hair in high pigtails with berets on either side of her hair too keep her bangs out of the way. She had fierce viridian eyes behind glasses.

Currently she was freaking out at the Frenchman, who was attempting to grope her backside.

"If you don't stop, I WILL call the cops!" Alice yelled, the Frenchman backed off completely and sent her a final wink before walking towards a new isle adding a "Ohonhonhon!" while walking.

Alice sighed and went back to her cashier station once again and began with her few customers.

Lovina sighed and did the same.

There were barley ANY people there, given the fact it was 10:15.

'Just another 45 minutes. And all the people will be gone, and i can restock the store in peace... With the acceptation of Lars and Matthias.' She chuckled silently to herself, and continued her work.

Soon after, Lovina was sitting in the chair in the cashier booth, waiting for the last 15 minutes before closing time and she could chill at the store, restocking and whatnot.

"Mon ami, you should bring that girl from here to the party." Once again the Frenchman made his presence known. He rounded the corner with the other guy... But the other one, he came into the store with them, and Lovina never saw him leave... Oh well.

"Why would the awesome me do that? I met her today, and you want me to bring her to a party that's tomorrow night?" Gilbert inquired.

"Oui! I shall convince mon petite lapin to the party with me." The two exchanged grins and walked up to, of course Lovina's till.

Of all the tills open, it had to be hers.

Lovina stood up and waited for the two to get the items on the roller belt.

The French man looked up and smiled at Lovina. He stopped helping with the endless supplies of groceries on the cart and looked at Lovina with curios, lust-filled eyes.

"Well, mon cher, I don't believe I ever met you here before." The man said and attempted to get Lovina's attention by lame pickup lines.

"I just got the fucking job." Lovina refrained from making eye contact with the said 'pervert bastard'.

"Ahh, I shall see you more often no? It would be my pleasure to take you to my party I'm hosting." The man said, leaning over towards her.

"No and no, I'm not interested in perverted bastards. Plus I don't know you, and I do NOT want to know you. Got it!" Lovina snapped at the Frenchman, though, he did not give up without a fight.

"Well, my name is Francis Bonnefoy, from Fra-"

"I don't give a fuck where you're from or who you are." Lovina cut him off.

Francis was getting slightly agitated, but was going to try once more.

"Well, you see I-"

"FRANCISCO~! GILBERTO~!"

All three turned their heads and saw a man standing there with about 25 tomatoes, a bottle of Spanish wine and a huge grin on his face.

He had messy, short brown hair and vibrant green eyes. He wore a Spanish soccer jersey and some black shorts. He was built. Lovina could see his muscles on his arms and legs. And he had beautifully tanned skin.

"Antonio, where the hell were you?" Gilbert asked, slightly annoyed and face palmed.

"Oh, well I was trying to find some of this," He held up the bottle of Spanish wine. "It took quite a while! But, I brought tomatoes!"

The Spaniard walked up beside his friends and added even more to the endless amount of groceries that mostly contained of alcohol and snacks for the said 'Party'.

Antonio happily placed the items on the belt and looked up, only to see the most beautiful girl he was sure he had ever seen.

She had wavy, 3 inches past her shoulder, auburn hair with a side bang on the left side of her head, and an untamed, slightly-curled stray hair that stuck out to the side. She had Olive colored eyes and a thin and curvaceous body, as well as pretty tanned skin. She also had a grey headband on, not keeping any hair out of the way, but more for decoration.

Antonio just stared at her with a certain look on his face. One of interest... He just stopped functioning and stared at her, acting as if the world had stopped.

It didn't last long until Lovina took notice to his creepy staring. "Is there something wrong? Or you just gunna' stand there with a stupid look on your face?" Lovina shot at him.

Antonio was a bit taken back by her words. Yes, she may have some colourful language, but Antonio was just amazed at how someone could be that beautiful.

"N-No! I just got distracted, you're so pretty I couldn't look away from you, mi amiga!" Antonio smiled and looked at her with his green beryl eyes shining.

Lovina's face became red. "N-No I'm not, don't say that shit... Bastard." She was almost finished up scanning the groceries.

"Si, you are! You're so pretty! Can I have your number? Por favor?" Antonio smiled and grabbed the grocery bags and put them into the cart. That the three were going to take outside.

"Idiota..." Lovina mumbled under her breath. "No you can't."

But the Spaniard didn't give up yet. "Por favor? I would really like to get to know you! Give me a chance, Please? You're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen, and if you gave me a chance I could make you really happy." He smiled sincerely and leaned over the counter.

She didn't like getting complements, in fact she hated it. Mostly because she was too stubborn to get the fact that they really meant the words said to her. And also she was used to her sister getting the complements and praises while Lovina was second best, or not even. She was used to being a shadow and Feliciana was the star. So when the attention was directed to her, she either didn't believe it, freaked out and got mad, or she took it as a joke.

"I already said no! I told you enough times! You're a persistent little bastard." After a few more swipes, Lovina was finished bagging and scanning the items.

Antonio stepped away a bit in defeat, but the for sure wouldn't be the last time Lovina would see him, he wasn't going to give up hope just yet. Though he figured he wasn't the only guy going after her heart, so he had to act fast or another guy would take her heart away. And that would be unacceptable.

Francis was the one too step forward and pay, credit card ready in hand. As Lovina typed away, trying to find the total cost of the items, Francis took out a piece of paper from his back pocket and would hand it to Lovina as soon as she was ready to say the total.

"Ok, the total is... $118.90, will it be cash or cre-"

Lovina was cut off as Francis moving in closer to her from across the till and spoke in a sultry tone.

"Mon cher, this is for my party, call if you need the directions." Francis then placed the sheet of paper with his number on it into the pocket on the side of her apron.

They only had to wear aprons at the tills incase of any items exploding or spilling. But the likeliness of that was higher than you'd think, customers would chuck the items on the belt and expect them to be perfectly fine. Well reality check, no, they will explode or spill if you throw them. WELCOME TO EARTH.

"Don't count on it bastardo!" Lovina yelled as Francis and Gilbert left, Antonio was reluctant, but, he obliged and followed.

Before he exited the store though, he turned and gave a huge, warm smile, and a wave for good-bye.

Lovina stared and waved her hand. Not in a way to say good-bye, but in a way to say, "Get the fuck out of my sight before you regret It." type way.

He left, calling for his friends to wait up with that stupid grin on his face. Then he took off into a jog. Lovina wanted to yell at him to stop running in the store like an idiot, but caught herself just as Matthias walked towards her with a grin on his face and lots of pent up energy.

This would definitely be an interesting night for her.


Holycrapola! I'm really into this story right now! I feel like this one's a keeper!

Anyways, I'm not too sure on what other characters to use :/ I haven't used many since I'm weird and only turn certain characters into girls, or, with pairings, I'm a little bit cautious or not very open to some. So ill have to do some research to figure out this whole ordeal here.

I might add Turkey, Greece, Hungary, Austria, Australia, America, Romania, and Cuba or Mexico. Ill also make up some filler characters, so I don't make any nations look like a bad guy. Ill make up my own so the nations are hated :/

So, next chapter may or may not be as long as this, I'm still brainstorming ideas. But that is easily taken care of since I now sleep in our camping trailer, so it's quiet and I can focus, while on occasion listing to music since it inspires me to write more, and opens me up to new settings, pairings, and stories behind the story.

Also, Review would be nice^^! And so is feedback, so if there are any errors, mistakes, or anything I could do to improve and be more entertaining in my writing, please include it in your review!

So, with that, I say farewell readers of this story.

Thanks~ Bombtown