Hey there! It's CoS back with the third chapter!
Now, before we get started, and THIS IS IMPORTANT, I worked really hard to get this finished for you guys today, since I'll be leaving early Saturday morning for a long vacation, with no computer. Long story short, you shouldn't expect an update until the beginning of August. I'm very sorry, but there's nothing I can do about it.
Also, the second week of August will be a no-show week as well. I qualified for the Ontario Summer Games for my sports rifle shooting, and I compete then and it's held up in Sudbury, so there's no way I can write while I'm there. Still, wish me luck!
Here's some more character names for you:
Poland: Felicity Łucasiewicz (Thank you to kumori-blue for the name idea!)
Belarus: Nathan Braginski
Turkey: Sasha Adnan
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The rest of the gym class had been nothing short of an absolute headache for Lovina. To start things off, the teacher had placed her on the opposite team as Lucille for basketball. Now, normally this would have been a good thing, as Lovina would do nearly anything to be as far away from the German freak as possible, but playing a game like basketball against her was a whole different ball game (pun intended).
Long story short: the girl's a tank.
Not only was she the tallest girl in the class, rivaling even most of the boys in Hetalia with her six-foot height advantage, but she had the muscle to back herself up. Lucille played almost every single sport known to man, and was damn near decent at most of them.
Yeah. Good luck trying to win a basketball game against her.
Even after that, when class had ended and everyone retreated back to the changerooms, Lovina couldn't get a minute of peace between Anita and Felicia and their constant blabbering. It was mostly the annoying Spanish girl, however, because Felicia had decided to drag Lucille off to introduce themselves to that shy Japanese girl from earlier, Kaoru.
Now, thankfully, Physical Education was the last class of the day, so Lovina could get away from most of the insanity that came from attending Hetalia. She was grateful that it was her last class, too. Sure, there were showers in the changerooms, but she really didn't want to have to spend the rest of her school day with wet hair and the stench of BO that seemed to cling to everything that entered the changerooms.
"Because that would just be fucking disgusting..." Lovina mumbled to herself as she shut the door on her locker, snapping the lock into its place and hoisting her bag onto her shoulder. Felicia had gone with Lucille to the other girl's locker (against Lovina's will) and they were going to meet her at the pickup for their shuttle bus.
Oh yes, shuttle buses. Lovina grinned as she pushed open the large doors at the side of the school and stepped out, the mild February air feeling wonderful on her hot skin.
See, one of the upsides to attending Hetalia, aside from the small student population, was its major perks. Since all the students were insanely rich and from all across the globe, they got their own places to stay at while they boarded for the school. Shuttle buses were arranged to pick the students up from their residences and take them back again.
Their residences weren't the cramped, boring little dormitories that many would think of though. Definitely not. The students lived in three-story condominiums that were built specifically for the school. Living expenses were all part of the yearly boarding cost, along with their schooling and bus passes. Several of the condos were built in close proximity to each other, creating a miniature village for the students to reside.
Oh yeah. Don't let anyone ever tell you that being rich wasn't worth it; because it so was.
"Loviiiiinnnaaaaaa!" Felicia's voice cut through Lovina's chain of thought. She turned around, unsurprised to see her little sister running to her, with Lucille and Anita in tow.
"Why the hell did you bring those that loser with you?" she asked, pointing a finger at Anita, who simply smiled and waved.
"Ve, Lovi, I bet you didn't know that Anita lives in the same building as us! Isn't that so cool?" Felicia exclaimed airily.
"Oh, yes. Very cool," Lovina bit out sarcastically. This day just kept getting better and better.
"Yup! I live up on the third floor, in the last condo on the left! You guys should come visit me sometime, we could have so much fun~!" Anita cheered, bounding up to Lovina and wrapping an arm over her shoulder, which was promptly removed. Lovina growled at the friendly girl's exclamation when her hug wasn't returned.
"Why the hell would I want to visit a freak like you?" Lovina huffed, crossing her arms.
"Awww, you're just saying that! I'm sure that, deep down inside, you're a really nice person!"
Lovina quirked an eyebrow.
Anita smiled.
"...And this is where my theory of you being mentally retarded is proven right," Lovina stated. Honestly, her, Lovina Vargas, being a nice person? That would be the day when Iva Braginski's psychotic little brother stopped trying to force her to marry him.
"Ve, Lovi, you're always being so mean, you should try to be happier~!" Felicia chimed in, earning a pointed glare from her older twin.
"Yeah, Feli? Well, you're always acting so goddamn spacey, maybe you should try to smarten up a little!" Lovina spat back, looking away over her shoulder. Oh, excellent, she saw the bus just making its way around the corner.
"Uwaaaaah, L-Lovi...you're such a meanieface!" Felicia replied, hurt tears starting to form in the corners of her doe eyes. Lovina winced. For one thing, she could never really stand seeing her sister cry, and for another...she couldn't believe that her own sister couldn't come up with a better comeback than meanieface.
"Okay, okay. Look, I take it back. No more crying, alright?" she asked. Felicia sniffled and nodded, hurriedly wiping her eyes with the bottom of her shirt.
"O-okay..."
"And put your shirt down, for Christ's sake! People can see your bra!" Lovina groaned. Her sister was so oblivious! She should realise that she was lifting her shirt up too high, and around all of these creepy people, no less!
But, thankfully, Felicia dropped her shirt, smoothing it back into its proper place just at the shuttle bus came to a smooth stop in front of them. Lovina was the first one to turn and enter, leaping up the steps two at a time, while Felicia mimicked her a couple seconds later. Anita hopped on next, still smiling (honestly, she never stopped!) and Lucille brought up the end of the group, feeling somewhat embarrassed and out-of-place among the conversation that had just ended.
'Well, thank God that's over with...' Lovina thought as she collapsed into a seat, sighing. However, her relief was short-lived when Anita sat down in the seat next to her. 'Damnit. I knew I should've put my bag there sooner!'
Much to Lovina's surprise, Anita didn't make a move to speak or touch her. She didn't know whether to feel relieved, or disappointed. But then again, what reason did she have for being disappointed? It wasn't like she actually wanted the Spaniard to talk to her, nope, she just liked being amused by all the stupid things that poured from the other girl's lips!
Lovina pulled out her iPod, shoving the buds in her ears and hitting the play button. She wasn't about to take the chance of Anita changing her mind and trying to speak.
Fruit on the vine...
Well you got yours, and I got mine
Meat on your bones...
They won't know, they won't know...
She hummed along with the music, making sure that it was turned up just loud enough for the guitar to be heard by other people. Hey, no one was rude enough to tell her to turn it down. Plus, the ride back to their homes was only about ten minutes.
That was when she saw Anita moving out of the corner of her eye. The Spaniard had turned to look at Lovina, with her olive-coloured eyes showing confusion, and then curiosity. She looked like she was going to say something, but thought better of it (She actually thought? Amazing!), and turned back away.
I love your face, just get away...
I'm on my knees,
Fuck you;
Fuck me...
This time Lovina was distracted by an annoying buzzing in the pocket of her shorts. Sighing unhappily, she paused the song and pulled her phone out of her pocket. No one called her unless it was Felicia giving her some random message, her grandmother calling from Rome with some random message, or her kind-of-friend Hera Karpusi calling to discuss what new prank they were going to play on their resident Turkish jerk, Sasha Adnan.
So, imagine her surprise when the messager turned out to be none of the above. In fact, it was someone new, and yet not entirely unexpected...
From: Anita FC
lol hi lovi what song r u listenin to?
Growling, Lovina angrily typed in her reply,
From: Lovina V
wtf are u doing u jerk? ur sitting right there and how the fuck did u get my #? and fuck off, u dont need to know what im listening to.
She briefly considered shutting her phone off and continuing to ignore Anita for the rest of the ride, but for some reason she just didn't. It certainly wasn't because she actually didn't mind talking to her, of course not.
From: Anita FC
i asked ur sis for ur number and she gave it to me cuz shes so nice. now we can talk all the time lovi! bsides, ur face looks so cute then u get mad at me its like a cute little tomato!
Oh, that was so it! She didn't even need to look in a mirror to know that her face was heating up. Out of anger, naturally! With steam practically shooting out of her ears, she continued their little text war.
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From her seat on the other side of the bus, Felicia watched her big sister in her struggle to insult Anita via text messaging. Of course, she didn't know exactly what they were doing, only that they were both bent over playing with their phones, and that Lovina looked like she was about to burst a vessel while Anita looked positively euphoric.
Feeling mildly concerned, she tugged on Lucille's shirt, "Ve, Lucy...what do you think Lovi and Anita are doing?"
The German looked up from the book she'd been skimming through, removing her reading glasses from her nose immediately. Felicia giggled, thinking that she looked rather cute with them on.
"Pardon?"
"Big sis and Anita; what are they doing?" she repeated, pointing across to the other two who were lost in their own little worlds.
"Hmm...well, they're both doing something on their phones. Who knows, Feli. Maybe they're playing Brick Breaker?" Lucille shrugged, not really knowing the answer, but not really believing in the idea she gave. After all, Lovina playing Brick Breaker? Yeah, right. She'd probably get frustrated and break her phone.
"Ve, well, at least they're not arguing! Maybe they can get along after all! Wouldn't that be nice, Lucy?" Felicia asked brightly, "After all, Lovi needs a real friend, and maybe if she starts hanging out with Anita she'll watch me less! That would be nice, because the more time away from Lovi I have, the more time I can spend with you!"
Lucille gave a small smile, ruffling the smaller girl's hair. She had to admit it, Felicia thought things out more than people thought she did. It was sweet, in an adorably endearing way.
"You're right. That would be nice."
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When the bus came to a halt in front of the condos and everyone filed out of it, Lovina and Anita were still engaged in their conversation. Somehow, it had gotten so far off-track that they were now talking about how the Purple Russian shouldn't be considered a tomato. Well, Lovina was arguing that at least. Anita thought that they were actually pretty good.
"Lovi, come onnnnn, we've still got homework to do~!" Felicia called to her sister, drawing her attention away from her screen.
"What?"
"Homework, Lovi!" Felicia reminded, "We've gotta go!"
"You have homework?" Anita asked, closing her phone, "But it's only the first day of the semester!"
"Math," Lovina ground out.
"Oh. Yeeaaahhhh, that's not too fun. I could help you, I'm not too bad at math, plus I'm older than you," Anita offered, once again throwing her arm around Lovina's shoulder. Lovina tried to shake her off, but to no avail as Anita kept her grip tight.
She felt her face going red again. Goddamnit, did Anita seriously not realise how awkward this was? And why the hell was she getting so red-faced and flustered over being touched by this girl? Sure, she naturally didn't like being touched or hugged, but this was getting ridiculous!
"Lovina, are you alright?" Lovina heard, snapping out of her inner thoughts to see that stupid German looking down at her with concern in her eyes. Damnit. It must've been really noticeable if Lucille was asking if she was alright!
"Of course I'm fine, you Lebensborn-bitch!" Lovina snorted, glaring harshly to try to overthrow her red cheeks, "Why the hell wouldn't I be?"
Lucille didn't answer her, instead just looking away and muttering something to herself.
"Anyway, Lovi, think about it, 'kay? I'll be happy to help you ou—OOHHH~!" Anita cut herself off, staring at something on the ground. She bent down to retrieve whatever it was, giving Lovina a front-row view of her backside (and goddamnit what the fuck was going on? Why was her face heating up even more?), standing back up and revealing a shiny new penny on her hand.
"See a penny, pick it up, and all day long you'll have good luck!" she sang to herself, dropping the coin into the front pocket of her jeans.
"Che. O-only if you believe in that shit," Lovina rolled her eyes, hoping that no one caught her stutter. It seemed like no one did, thankfully.
"Of course I believe in it!" Anita replied. Of course she wouldn't get that it was rhetorical.
"Ve~ Lovina, we should really get going! It's kinda cold out here and the slush is seeping into my shoes!" Felicia whined, shifting her weight from one foot to the other to keep the wet slush from soaking her shoes.
"Yeah, okay," Lovina acquiesced, readjusting her bag on her shoulder.
"Ah! My feet are getting wet, too!" Anita exclaimed, clearly just noticing this for the first time.
"Oh my, your powers of observation are simply astounding," Lovina gasped in mock awe. Of course, Anita couldn't detect her sarcasm and instead gave her a bright smile.
And so, the four girl trudged their way to the front of their building, occasionally kicking slush at each other. Turns out that Lucille was the only one whose feet stayed dry, since she was the only one with enough common sense to wear boots in February.
Felicia and Lovina's condo was on the first floor, right beside Lucille's, so the group eventually came to a stop before their doors. Lucille made a quick excuse about needing to call her grandmother to see if her dogs were alright, and left the group to avoid any more pointless arguments. Felicia tried to leave and follow her, but Lovina stopped her, reminding her of the fact that that did, indeed, need to do their homework (not that Lovina was even planning on finishing it).
"Bye Lovi, I'm gonna miss you~!" Anita wailed dramatically, nearly crushing the smaller girl in a bear hug.
"Get...off you...idiot...I can't breathe!" Lovina hissed as she tried to breathe in between bouts of having the air squeezed from he lungs or being smothered by Anita's boobs. Which, sadly, didn't help with her blushing problem.
Anita released her hold, "I'll see you both tomorrow!" She cried as she turned and skipped her way toward the staircase, humming a bouncy tune.
But Lovina wasn't paying attention to what she said. Instead, she was staring at Anita's retreating back, watching with a look of struck curiosity at the way her curly hair tumbled and bounced near her shoulder blades, and her pink shirt and tight faded jeans that-
Oh holy shit.
She was not just staring at Anita's ass.
...Was she?
Lovina's eyes widened and her blush returned with an evil vengeance as she spun around on her heel and quickly unlocked the door to her condo, shutting herself inside her room within seconds. This couldn't be happening to her, there was just no way!
She sat down on the edge of her bed, shaking her head and she held it in her hands. She couldn't have been looking at another girl's ass, she just couldn't have. But even as she tried to deny it, she still couldn't get that image out of her head. Since when did she even swing that way?
She groaned, falling back onto the mattress as she stared at the ceiling through the cracks of her fingers. She had been staring at Anita's ass. Closing her eyes, she sighed deeply.
"Oh fuck me..."
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*The song that Lovina was listening to was "Topless" by Breaking Benjamin. Which I though was kinda fitting and ironic. But still, it's a great song, and one of my favourites.
*Many thanks to ficfan3484 for the idea of Anita getting Lovina's phone number!
*The Purple Russian is an actual type of tomato. I grow them. They're pretty weird looking.
*Lovina calls Lucille "Lebensborn-bitch" a lot. Lebensborn was a Nazi program in WW2 to provide housing and support for "ideal" German women (Aryan, full-chested, wide hips) if they bore the children of the Nazi SS Officers.
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