:P Yusssss, second chapter is up ! I hope it did not take to long, I had a 6-paged essay to do that is due Monday, so I had to get that done before moving on to this. =_= But I'm done, so that's aside.
Iceland: Uhhhh…
And I have an answer to all of your reviews! Thanks so much for reviewing; you guys are great~ it motivated me to do a second chapter! But it might not be as long as the last one because I wanted to update more often, and I can't if the chapter is very long.
Iceland: I don't feel good…*faints*
By the way, I know Alfred is not all bubbly and Alfred-ish at the moment right now because he is still sad about his break-up with Arthur, and he was having a bad day at that time~
I don't own Hetalia, Number the Stars, or a dog.
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"Annemarie outdistanced her friend quickly, even if one of her shoes came…. untied as she sped along the streets called…Ox…O-Oxo…Oxor…gade. Oxorgade?" I felt my face heating up a little.
"No, Alfred, Oxerbrgade." Toris corrected.
"I don't speak French! Geez, Toris! Let me read!" I yelled at my friend.
Toris frowned "It's Danish…" I rolled my eyes. "What ever, Mr.-Know-It-All" God, I love that song so much, it's not my favorite, but I can't help but to sing along when I hear it. Anyways let's keep reading." Past the streets of Oxorgade, past the….small shops and the c-café… of her neighborhood here in east….Ca-Capo…Capohagen?"
I looked up at the teacher and asked if I could continue. She said no.
Ouch.
I know my reading is pretty bad, it's always like this when I have to read something I never read before. Which I was assigned to yesterday. And guess what? I didn't! I was too busy playing "Ronald Mc Donald and the Boy Who Cried Burger", it's a fun game where you save a boy with Ronald Mc Donald on your side. I got a tee shirt of it too!
Ivan giggled beside me," Alfred's reading is bad, da?"
That's Ivan. We have a relationship like two girls. Like friendemies. We are friends, but we hate(?) each other. We are friends, but we talk about each other behind our backs. We are friends, but we make fun of each other. We are simply friends and enemies. We are Friendemies. It makes sense to me. When I explained it to Ivan, he just said he does not get it.
"Go back to Russia, Ivan!" I threw a pencil at him. The teacher looked up from her desk."Kiku continue from where he left off."
Oh, I forgot to mention, Kiku goes to Reading class at the same time I do. Which sucks, cause now he knows my worst subject. I started to draw while Kiku was reading. His voice was soft and steadied a nice change from usually hearing Arthur's usually-annoyed British accent. I licked my lips and grinned. Hmmmm when will lunch come? I have two hamburgers in my lunchbox and THEY WILL BE EATEN!
Lately, after meeting Kiku, I wanted to be friends with him and hang out. But he is usually doing something, and I always end up hurting Heracles for some weird reason, like last time.
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"Hey, Kiku are you gonna wait at that bus stop with me?" I asked.
Kiku and Heracles walked at the hallways, both carrying stacks of textbooks. Ha, Kiku can't even see where he is going. Should I help?
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Nah, I think they are A-Okay! Kiku almost tripped, so I helped him steady himself.
"Uhh….not….now, Alfred….Student Council….errands". He struggled more with the textbooks.
Suddenly, I got this urge to see what is in the textbooks. So I took one and looked through it. "What are these for?" I asked him, as I closed it. Dust floated form it. Ewwwwww!
"These are the textbooks for….for…..f-"some dust floated to his face "for –the-t-th….." Kiku sneezed loudly. The pile of books he was holding came crashing down. Whoops.
One thick textbook came crashing down on Heracles foot. He yowled in pain.
"Oh my gosh! I am so…CHU!" Kiku sneezed." Sorry! Are you all….CHU!" What's with his sneezing? "Right! This is all my fault!CHU!" Kiku desperately tried to pick up the textbooks, but in the end they all just fell again because he kept on sneezing. "ahhh…alllfre- CHU! Hehhh….lp me with the bookssssss CHU!" Kiku said.
But I just stood there with a derp-ish face.
Heracles, that was on the floor, with his shoe out, was clutching is sock...err…I mean damaged toe. And he was rocking back and fourth, cursing in…what language is that, German? Maybe Greek. And Kiku was sneezing and trying to pick up the books, but every time he gets three piled up, his sneezing makes them fall again. More and more dust came.
I made the mistake of giggling a little. So Heracles glared at me, and growled, "Can you see! Kiku is allergic to dust!"
Oh. That explains everything.
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So I had to take him to the doctors, and Kiku had to go home. And Heracles had a mini cast on his purple nerple (as in a purple toe) it was so cute! It was the one little piggy who got hit by a car, went to the hospital, and went "wee, wee, wee" all the way home, all bandaged up.
Kiku finished up the rest of the chapter. The teacher, what-cha-ma-call-her, looked up from her phone. Gasp, is she…texting? No fair! Students should be able to text too! Teachers shouldn't even text in class, either! Not fair!
"oh…your done. Anyways, there will be a project based on the book you are reading right now. There is a sheet that shows what you have to do…." I translated what she was saying. It goes like," yadda, yadda, I am secretly a man dressed as a woman, and I ride in ponies after school, yadda, yadda, yadda. Also, Alfred is my best student ever." It's what she really is saying in my language. I used Google Translate.
"Oh and there will four people per group."
Arthur raised his hand.
"Can we pick the people?" he asked. Let me guess….no.
"no." the teacher replied. We never get to, so why ask.
"Are groups mandatory?" he asked again. I turned in my seat and faced him.
"Do you think it's mandatory?" the teacher asked.
"Yes…." He said. I was about to turn around and continue drawing my picture of an alien, but I had an urge again. One of those Alfred-urges that you can't avoid. I wanted to say something to Arthur to make him feel dumb. So I looked at him and grinned.
"….So why did you ask?" He blushed and glared at me." Turn around! It was none of your bloody business!" he , I bet he lost some of his British pride.
"Groups will be…." I waited and listened for my name. My belly grumbled. Ivan turned to me. "Hungry?" he asked. I nodded "How many more minutes for lunch?"
Ivan looked at his watch. "Five."
"Group four will be…Arthur," . "Alfred" Wow! Way to make the group now awkward, pairing me up with him. "Heracles," I looked at Heracles and smiled. He was giving me the are-you-kidding-me look. Oh, he still might be mad at me because I hurted his toe. I mouthed the words." I'm sorry" At least his gaze softened. But that's still not the worst of my problems! I'm in a group with Arthur, a while ago, I wouldn't have minded, but we broke up! That's just plain sad!
Heracles raised his hand. "That was…three people."
"Oh, your fourth member should be….." she shuffled through her papers "ummmm…..whoever that is not in a group yet, please raise your hand."
I looked around, slowly; a hand came up from the back of the class. I moved my head to see who is was. But sadly, Arthur sits behind me, so he moved his head to block my view.
"ok, you will be in…. group four." Who? Seriously, Arthur? He is still mad because of something I did not do!
"Ivan, please hand out the sheets with the instructions." The teacher said.
You might be wondering why Arthur is being so mean to me. You see, before me and Arthur broke up, we were in a fine relationship, even if he was over-protective. But then, all of the sudden, he started thinking that I was cheating. So he was pretty hurt.
As a payback, he left me and went with Francis. I kept on trying to tell him that I did not cheat, but he STILL thinks I'm lying. So he is being a jerk to me. Because only a "lying, cheating, bastard,…etc" deserves suck treatment. But tecinally, he is the one who cheated first if I never cheated at all. He doesn't even trust me! And he won't listen to a word I say.
"Go to your group spots" the teacher muttered, everyone got up and started to shuffle around the room.
Someone tapped me on my back. I turned, it was that kid from Iceland, ummm, Emill!
He pointed to my seat. "I need to sit there….it's my group spot." "oh" I got up, but not before asking the most important question that I could ever ask. Other than 'what is life'.
"Ummm, where do I sit?" I asked. Yep, it had to be looked up at the ceiling.
"Depends…what group?" He said, twirling a piece of his hair around his finger.
"Group…four?" I said, well, it was more of a question than an answer. Whatever.
He pointed to a table in the back. I walked there, saying nothing else.
"Your welcome!" he said. Whoops, did I forget my manners? I kinda always do. I don't pray before I eat. If you had a burger in front of you, you would understand. I walked to the table. Arthur, Heracles, and Kiku were already sitting there….wait, what is Kiku doing here? I looked at him with confusion. He looked around.
"Uhh….I'm your fourth member."
Oh! That makes more sense! Ivan soon came and gave the sheets to us. Heracles took it and read it to himself silently.
"Oh, I get it, half of …the assignment is to make a scrapbook based on the story, well, we have to finish reading it. The second half of it is to make a ….seven page essay of the story" Kiku looked at us and smiled "so two of us will do the writing; the other two will do the scrapbook"
I struggled "whatever's good with you" I may be bad at reading out loud, but I'm decent when it comes to writing. I was about to joke that I wrote the 'I have a Dream Speech', but the lunch bell rang.
YESSSSSS! I pumped my fists in the air. The teacher looked at her watch. "Time goes by so fast." She muttered. Everyone quickly left the class and went to the cafeteria.
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Now, one last thing to settle. I walked up to Heracles and Kiku's table.
I took out my lunchbox and did the bravest thing I could ever do.
I placed one of my burgers in Heracles plate, and a shake at Kiku's plate. They both looked at it, and then back at me. Kiku asked," Uh, Alfred, what's this for?"
"Glad you asked! It's a 'sorry' treat for what happened that other day." The time Kiku had to go home early, and Heracles purple nurple…err…toe.
"Uhh…Thanks?" Kiku said.
"Can I get the shake instead?" Heracles said. I frowned. Kiku pinched him from under the table. "Ouch. I mean….thanks, I love it…" He corrected himself. I smiled and walked away from their table.
I am so darn cool…
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Okayyyyyy! Done! I am soo exhausted now! But I'm done~
Iceland: Still passed out
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And did anyone like the definition of 'friendemies'? It's not confusing, right?
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