~Chapter Three~

Gimme, gimme that love, I'll be waitin' for ya'

Catch my hand, I'll be fightin' for ya'

Let me in, yeah, let me get closer

Got me runnin' wild like I feel it all over

Catch my hand, I'll be fightin' for ya'

Let Me In ~ Grouplove

Alice was awoken by the sound of her aunt pounding on her door. "Get up darling!" Aunt Denise exclaimed. "Today you're going out with Gil and his friends."

"You mean the asshat, the frog, and the airhead?" Alice muttered.

"Oi, I heard that. Now get up and get ready."

Alice groaned as she slowly got up, showered and dressed. She tried to look at least a little intimidating, with black shorts, a white shirt with black skulls on it, and her black combat boots. Too depressed to do anything with her hair, she let it down to be its normal, straightish frizzy self.

Denise looked up as her niece stomped downstairs. "You'll catch more flies with honey than vinegar, poppet," she chided.

Alice rolled her eyes. "But vinegar tastes much better on fish and chips," she replied.

Denise sighed as she set a plate of chocolate chip pancakes on the island for Alice. "You really don't want to go, do you?" Alice shook her head with her mouth already full of pancake. "Too bad, you're going.

Alice groaned as she swallowed. "Why?! Just make the asshat buy me a cuppa, this should be his punishment not mine!"

Finally Alice was shoved out the door and into the waiting group of three teenage guys. Quickly ignoring Gilbert, she looked over the other two. The Spaniard, she assumed, had a chocolate brown mop of curls, tan skin, and deep green eyes. The Frog, aka the French asshat, had long blonde hair, lighter tan skin, and sapphire blue eyes. She finally turned to Gilbert and crossed her arms.

"Oi asshat," she said.

Gilbert smirked. "Hallo to you too," he replied. She ignored him.

"Are these two the frog and the airhead?"

Both Francis and Antonio frowned and Gilbert rolled his eyes. "Nein, this is Francis and Antonio."

"Exactly."

"Do you want your gott verdammt tea or not, dame?"

"How about I tell you where you can put the damn cuppa, arsehole?"

Antonio and Francis gave each other a worried look. "Look, um, Alice was it?" Antonio asked.

Alice raised her eyebrow at him. "Yes?"

"How about we go get you your tea and then go to a movie so the day will go by faster and you and Gil don't have to constantly be at each other's throats," he suggested.

Alice smiled at Antonio. "Wow, Gil, it looks like at least one of your friends is smart," she said almost sarcastically.

Gilbert frowned. "This is going to be a long day…"

Alice and the 'Bad Touch Trio' (it's what they told her people call them-gits) made their way to Starbucks, aka white girl central.

"What is your problem with Starbucks again?" Gilbert asked.

Alice shrugged. "I have nothing against Starbucks, I just have a problem with how everyone is referring to it as the home of the white girls when many other people get their drinks here. I also have a problem with gits like you referring to every girl who gets a cuppa or coffee from here as a white girl, when obviously that is not true. Do I look like a stereotypical white girl to you?"

Gilbert, Francis, and Antonio all looked her over. With a majority of her outfit and makeup black, her ever permanent scowl, and bracelets with either some band or TV show name on them covering up her forearms, no she did not look like one. Therefore, they all shook their heads as a negative.

Alice smirked. "Good," she stated and walked over to the line. She raised an eyebrow at Gilbert waving him over. "Oi asshat, you're paying remember?"

Gilbert groaned and joined her in line. "You're wasting my money, you know that."

"Oh poor thing, I'm sorry you have to spend your porn money on me-not."

Gilbert turned red. "Nein, this is not my porn money. And people say I'm perverted."

And so, Gilbert and Alice waited in line, poking jabs at each other while Francis and Antonio watched amused.

"Do you think Gil will ask her out?" Antonio pondered to Francis.

Francis shrugged. "I'm not sure, mon ami. They seem to be good at pissing each other off, which is the opposite of Gilbert and his past flings. I'm betting this summer will be interesting," he replied. They watched as Alice started to punch Gilbert for something he said as he laughed. They smirked at each other.

"Interesting indeed," Antonio agreed.

Back in line, Gilbert and Alice finally reached the register. "What would you like," the overly cheery girl asked and winked at Gilbert.

Alice rolled her eyes. "A venti cup of Early Grey," she replied.

The cashier smiled at Gilbert as she told Alice the price, then she smiled even more when Gilbert handed her the money. Alice rolled her eyes and went to wait for her tea, but she couldn't dismiss an annoying feeling in her chest. She practically growled watching the two eye flirt. She was so caught up glaring at them that she almost didn't notice an overly cheering Italian call her name.

"Ve~ Alice?" he called again.

"Sorry," Alice muttered blushing as she took the drink from his hand.

"It's okay Ally!" he replied. "I'd be upset too if I was watching my boyfriend flirt with someone else. But I know Luddy would never do that."

Alice could feel her cheeks burn brighter. "Erm, he's not my friend. That asshat isn't even a friend, really."

"Then why are you here with him?"

Alice shrugged. "He had to buy me a new drink."

The guy laughed. "I'm surprised Gil actually did."

"You know that asshat?"

"Gilbert? Of course I know him! He's my boyfriend's older brother!"

"Luddy…oh! You're dating Ludwig! Well, at least you've got the better of the two."

This time the guy actually giggled. "Yeah, you could say that." He stuck his band out. "I'm Feliciano by the way."

Alice shook Feliciano's hand. "I'm Alice, obviously," she gestured to the cup in her other hand.

"Oi, Kirkland!" Gilbert exclaimed, walking over to Alice and Feliciano. "Hallo, Feli."

"Hi, Gil~" Feliciano replied. "Well Ally I better be getting back to work. It was nice to meet you!"

"It was nice to meet you too, Feli," Alice told him and smiled for the first time during her trip.

"Ve~ you should smile more! You look even more beautiful when you smile. Don't you think so Gil?"

Gilbert blushed and Antonio, who was just walking over with Francis, put an arm around him. "Yeah don't you think so Gil?" he added teasingly.

Instead of glaring at Antonio Alice focused her attention back on Feliciano and laughed at his comment. "Thank you Feli, but I beg to differ. Nothing about me is beautiful, especially not my smile."

Francis in turn put in arm around Alice. "Oh but mon cher your smile is rather illuminating, right Gil?"

This time Alice glared at Francis and elbowed him in the gut. "Bloody Frog's a damn perv," she muttered.

Feliciano giggled yet again. "You sound just like my fratello! His name is Romano."

At the mention of Romano, Antonio visibly perked up. "How is mi tomate?"

"He is annoyed by all of you," a lower, crabbier Italian voice muttered behind them. Alice turned to face Feliciano's older brother-Romano. She could already see some resemblance. They both were petite with olive skin. They had the same facial features except Feliciano was smiling while Romano was scowling. The main different were their eyes and hair. Feliciano had honey colored eyes and reddish-brown hair with a curl on the left side. Romano had hazel colored eyes and brown hair with a curl on the right side.

"Hola Lovi~" Antonio cooed.

"Listen tomato bastard we've been through this several times. It's Romano, not Lovino and sure as hell not Lovi. Ro-man-o. Romano."

"Oh but Lovi you have such a cute middle name~"

Before Romano could throw a punch at Antonio, Alice stuck her band out in front of him much like Feliciano did to her.

"Hullo! I'm Alice Kirkland," she said and smiled politely at him.

Surprisingly he took her hand and shook it. "Hi," he replied. "I'm Romano Vargas. How'd you get stuck with these morons?"

"Apparently my aunt's neighbors are the Beilschmidts, so to make sure I don't lock myself in my room all summer she's making me 'hand out' with Gilbert and the rest of his Bastard Twat Trio."

"I have a brilliant idea!" Feliciano suddenly exclaimed. "It's the end of my shift and Luddy is coming to pick me up, but why don't we all go do something together!"

"That sounds like a wonderful idea, Feli!" Francis agreed.

"I'm totally in," Antonio added.

"No," Romano said firmly. "I do not want to hang out with you nor the potato bastards nor the French bastard and especially not the tomato bastard."

"But you're with Antonio in your room all the time!" Feliciano protested. Romano turned tomato red and Antonio chuckled nervously. "Besides, now you have Alice!"

They all turned towards Alice who in turn glared at them all. "I'll only go if Romano goes," she stated, crossing her arms.

Romano sighed. "Fine, let's get this fucking thing over with."

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Hetalia nor it's characters, I only own the idea for this fanficiton.

A/N: Hullo you lot I'm back! I had a wonderful vacation and I hope you lot enjoy the new chapter and grazie for reading this fanfiction. It makes me happy to see the readers and reviewers (the two on this one /).(\ ) and favourites and follows.

Ciao, Athineath~