(1) I wish schools here would stay open that long for students to study. It would be fun!
(2) Somehow, I get stomach aches when I drink regular milk. I actually quite like the taste of soy milk. I also like fresh milk back at Philippines but my dad makes it with evaporated milk! Yum!
(3) Statice is also called Sea Lavender. It's my favorite flower because of the meaning. It means fond memory or something that never changes.
(4) No seriously, it's really hard for me. And, it's really embarrassing if you bump the cart at something or someone.
"Bye Norway! I'm going to school!" I shouted to Norway as I was about to leave. Norway peeked his head out with a bread hanging out of his mouth. Now that could've been a picture I'd like to take. "I'll pick you up later!" He shouted back. "Alright!" I smiled widely at the thought of the man I fantasized over coming to pick me up. It made me fangirl so much that I ran faster to my school. I opened my locker and got started for the day.
Usually school went by fast but when you're waiting for a Norwegian to pick you up, it is SO BLOODY SLOW! I stared at the clock, my pencil tapping my desk. 'Almost there!' When the bell rung, I gathered my stuff and rushed out the door. "You're not going to stay back and study?" The school Librarian asked as I passed her. "Nope! I'm waiting for someone!" I replied with a huge smile. I usually stayed back at school and go to the library to study(1).
I finished packing my things as I closed my locker. I could tell the group of girls who kept picking on me were talking about me. They were about to come until a man walked in catching many attention. Even the girls'. I looked to see Norway in a blue V-neck shirt, black leather jacket with the sleeves rolled up, dark pants, and black dress shoes. 'Wow! He knows how to dress!' I stared in awe until I was snapped out of my thoughts by Norway. "Let's go?" He asked. All I could do was nodded and walk out with him, hand in hand! But that was because the school halls were filled with students. I could feel their stares so I looked down.
Once we were outside I decided to ask, "Where are we going?" Norway glanced down at me and answered, "To a cafe I found." I kept silent and let him lead the way. When we were there, we ordered our drinks, although, I wanted a coffee but Norway told me to wait until I'm older. I pouted but agreed nonetheless. "How was school?" Norway asked, his coffee in hand. "Pretty slow but normal." I replied taking a sip of soy milk(2). "Do you have any homework?" He asked again. "No, not this week." I answered looking out the window staring at a flower shop. 'Hm... I wonder if they have Statices(3)...'
Norway followed my gaze. "Would you like to go there?" Norway asked. I snapped my head at him, unaware I was staring. "Ah! No, no, that's okay. Uh, besides, we need to go grocery shopping!" I said. Norway nodded and continued to drink.
We drank in silence until it was time for us to shop. When we were grocery shopping, Norway suggested some food he would want to cook. But when we got to the butter... "Norway? What is that?" I asked, standing slightly unamused at the pile of butter bars in his hands. "Just in case if we run out." Norway simply stated. I shook my head and sighed with a smile. "Norway, nothing will happen to us like what happened at your country." I assured him. "But..." He kept staring at me. I could've swore he gave me puppy eyes and, boy, did those work. I could never reject Norway, my most favorite character, and puppy eyes coming out of those deep blue and purple eyes. I just couldn't.
"F-fine." Norway smiled slightly as he filled the rest of his basket with butter. We both had separate baskets so we wouldn't have to go through the trouble of steering a cart. I'm really bad at steering a cart...(4) And I couldn't make him do it either.
We carried brown paper bags as we walked down the street, walking past the flower shop. I glanced at the shop, spotting some roses and sunflowers. I might go there if I have the time. When we arrived at the house, Norway helped me put the food in it's places as I started cooking. "Hey Norway? Tomorrow is Friday, is there any place you would like to go when school is over?" I asked, stirring the pot of stew. After a few moments of silence, Norway answered, "Is there a river?" I thought about it and replied, "I think so. It's an hour drive there if we go on the bus. Why?" "I would like to go fishing. I could teach you." 'Oh yeah! He's a viking, of course...' I turned to him momentarily giving him an approval. "We'll just go to a store to get the gear." Norway responded, grunting, and walked out of the kitchen.