Stupid Little Book

A/N: Sorry this is so late! I just had to study for finals (which juts finished) and tons of stuff happened and... RAWR! Ok, thanks to my usuals: Kakarotto, for being mah partner in fanfic-ness; Veta-chan, for reading and liking this (Rhino guinea pig! XD); Anylinde, for your wonderful comments; All Reviewers, you guys inspire me!; and anyone reading this! Please, read and review!

You guys are teh best~!

-Nappa

Disclaimer: Are Prussia and Austria going at it like bunnies? No? Then, do you really think I own Hetalia?

~This is the friggin' best line you have ever seen, isn't it?~

Dear Stupid Little Book,

I am shaking with excitement and nervous-ness over Saturday. Why must it be only Thursday, verdammt? My dreams lately have been becoming much more... Explicit. And involving a certain Prussian. In compromising positions. I will reveal nothing more!

...Fine. Yes, I was uke.

Awwww! *squee* My little Roddykins! You're the uke!

E-elizaveta! Don't! Just because I am writing this is fifth block doesn't mean you have to write in it as well! I knew I should have written in it at home...

Well, I guess I should begin to describe my day thus far.

First order of business: Elizaveta bought me a compact mirror so that I can see behind me to see who is staring at me. I am so happy and so greatful, I really can't wait to see who it is.

Now, first block music was interesting (as always). Gilbert (the sexy, awesome, insanely annoying, GORGEOUS man) decided that today he was... Oh meine gott...

HE WAS NICE TO ME.

Not just like "Oh, hey, nice jacket," kind of nice, but NICE NICE. He held the door open for me, he pulled my piano bench out for me to sit in (he even pushed it back in so that I "wouldn't have to mess up my silky white gloves"), and when I got cold, he gave me his JACKET. YES, IT SMELLED LIKE AWESOME-NESS PUT INTO A COLOGNE. It was also so warm and cozy and soft... I wonder if that is what his arms feel like. I didn't think about it, but I wore his jacket to second block.

BIG mistake.

I forgot that I was in the same class as Francis and Antonio. And the comments they made... My face was bright red within five minutes.

"Ohohohohoho! Isn't that Gilbert's jacket?"

"Mi amigo! You look so nice and perfect in it!"

I really hope that the people around us were not paying attention. My entire second block went like this... They were distracting me so much that I didn't take any notes! If I fail that part of my math test next week, I am very much going to have to ask Elizaveta to get revenge on them for me. I hope her frying pan is in tip top condition.

Oh, it is, don't worry! ;D Roderich, your so cuuuuuute!

Veta... Thank you, but again... You're writing in my notebook... I guess I should just get used to it, shouldn't I?

Yes, you should. Especially since today after school, you are telling me who was staring at you! Plus, Gizmo will be so happy to see you! He might even do his rhino thing again!

To not confuse you, notebook (oh gott, now I'm talking to you like you're a human), Gizmo is Veta's guinea pig. Now, to continue with my day.

At nutrition (after I ever-so-smoothly ran from second block... AGAIN), I attempted to give Gilbert his jacket back. He just shrugged, though and told me to "hang on to it", and that was it. I'm actually still wearing it now.

We played American football again in PE. Gilbert had decided to skip math again, so here I was, messing up again. This time, SOMEONE decided it would be best to toss me the football, but they missed, so I was hit in the face. Very hard. I might have a black eye later this week! But, Gilbert suddenly got up and ran up to the gate when I got hit in the eye. Since I was on the other side of the feild, he didn't get to see me be an idiot, thank gott. It was like I was drunk as I got up. I was a little dizzy, but I made sure that I still played and didn't look too foolish in front of Gilbert.

In biology, we studied the structure of cells. I just kept getting this odd look from Ludwig... At first I wondered if mud was on my face from football, until I remembered that I still had his brother's jacket on. Everything just went downhill from there... Until, of course, Feliciano came over and Ludwig just became a big ball of fluff in the small Italians hands. Those two are so cute together... (I sound like Elizaveta.)

Again at lunch I attempted to give Gilbert his jacket back, but I just ended up with it in the end. Then, Veta suggested that we all take photos for memories, which is how I ended up getting a picture of the Prussian on my phone.

I am a very happy Austrian.

Veta got a picture of all of us, Feliks and Toris included, and Gilbert got a picture of him and I. I very much like the picture as Gilbert has his arm around my shoulders and I am wearing his jacket, blushing like a mad man... It personally was very cute. He set it as the background on his phone. He seemed so happy when I asked him to send me the picture, it made me wonder... How could I possibly make him that happy with just one question?

That brings us to now.

I am nervous about next period, since I finally start Operation: Compact Mirror. Which makes me have to say, I need to go to my next class now.

Ok, final block. The teacher is droning on and on and on at us, and I can feel the stare. It's time.

So, the mysterious starer isn't to the right of me... Nor the left... Maybe behind?...

OH MEINE GOTT. OH MEINE GOTT. OH MEINE GOTT!

HE'S STARING AT ME! IT HAS TO BE HIM, HE'S THE ONLY ONE LOOKING AT ME! OH MEINE GOTT!

I CAN'T WAIT TO TELL VETA-CHAN~!

Your every so happy writer,

Roderich Edelstein, who is being stared at by GILBERT!