Another update, woohoo! After a tough week of term finals, I'm proud to say that I finished this chapter in time. Anyways, here are the shout outs!
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And now for the new chapter~
Feliks, yet again, found himself standing in front of the big stone arch, teetering from foot to foot because he had acquired nasty blisters from impractical shoe wear. But this time, he was waiting for someone, someone who had been frustrating him ever since he met him the previous day.
I have to change my tactics. I thought I would be dealing with the arrogant, princely type, but obviously I was wrong. It looks like I'll have to be more direct, although I can't see how I can be any more direct than yesterday. I just need the perfect opportunity….
"Hi Felicia."
Speak of the devil.
Feliks turned towards the speaker of the shy greeting and was met with the Lithuanian he had been waiting for all morning. The brunette was walking down the street and was but a mere few feet away.
"Oh my God, like, hi Toris!" Feliks exclaimed cheerfully as he started to wave his hand frantically in salutation.
Toris smiled and quickened his pace until he stopped in front of Felicia.
"It's like, about time you got here, slowpoke," Feliks said while he smiled teasingly.
"O-oh, I'm sorry. Did I make you wait?" Toris replied apologetically.
"Yeah, like totally. I like, couldn't wait to see you today!" Feliks smiled while taking a step closer towards Toris.
Am I being too obvious?
The Lithuanian's cheeks became pink and he started to stutter, "W-well it makes me happy that you wanted to see me Felicia…"
No, it's perfect, Feliks thought while smirking. The Pole then shuffled himself next to the brunette so that their shoulders were touching. The Lithuanian was startled by the sudden contact and started blushing even more furiously, with eyes wide in surprise.
"Anyways, like, we should go inside. School starts in like, 10 minutes. Come on!" Feliks tugged on Toris's sleeve and started to walk towards the entrance of the school.
Not really understanding what had just happened, Toris, his face still red as a tomato, nodded and started to follow the Pole into the school. As they walked down the halls, an awkward silence enveloped the duo. Surprisingly, it was Toris who chose to break it.
"So, um, do you think track will be any fun today?" Toris asked tentatively, even though the Pole could hear the subtle eagerness in the Lithuanian's voice.
No.
"Yeah, totally! I just love running, like, don't you? The wind in your hair, the freedom you feel, isn't it like, amazing?" Feliks said enthusiastically.
In truth, Feliks had no problems with running. In fact, it was required in his field work that he be able to escape quickly. It was just…the uniforms. He hated them, despised them. They were just so-he didn't even want to think about it.
Once he had heard Feliks's reply, the Lithuanian's eyes lit up and a bright smile found its way onto his face. The Pole had never seen the brunette this happy. Although, granted, he had only met him the day before.
"Really? I didn't know that you liked track. To be honest, I didn't think that a girl like you would like to run competitively. All of the girls I know are afraid to get sweaty," Toris said.
Yeah, and now I know why. These blisters are making it difficult to walk already, and it takes so damn long to wash your face so you don't get acne. Do you know how hard it is to put on make-up when you have pimples? It's bad enough you have to be careful when putting on eyeliner-
Wait, what the hell was he thinking?
Dammit. I've been spending too much time with Francis. It's bad enough that I have to do this stuff, I shouldn't have to think about it too.
"Well, I'm not like most girls," Feliks said in response to Toris's comment, with a coy wink.
Oh god, please tell me I did not just say that.
But he had. Luckily, the Pole didn't even have enough time to mentally face-palm because at that moment the duo had reached the door to their homeroom. Toris stepped aside to let Feliks enter the classroom.
"Ladies first," Toris said with a shy smile.
Well…that was…sweet, Feliks thought as he made his way to the back of the class.
Once the blond and brunette settled in their seats, Toris chose the moment to ask a question that had been plaguing his mind ever since the day before.
"So, um, isn't it weird how we have all of our classes together, Felicia?" he asked shyly.
"I like, know right? Maybe it's like, destiny or fate or something! Like we were meant to like, stick together," Feliks said whimsically. He had been prepared for such a question, in fact, he was surprised the Lithuanian hadn't asked until now.
"Yeah…I guess so. Mind as well not question it, huh?" Toris said while shrugging.
"Right!" exclaimed the Pole while smiling brightly.
In ELA, Feliks was listening to the teacher talk about a project assignment that would be due in two weeks.
It's only the second day of school and already we have to complete a project. School is more like my training than I thought.
"Okay class, for our first project of the year, we will be doing something that requires a partner. First, you must read the book, Les Miserables by Victor Hugo, the abridged version of course. Then you and your partner must choose a scene in the book that you think depicts one of the major themes of the book. Once you choose a scene, you have to act it out in front of the class," the teacher explained.
Feliks smirked. This is the opportunity I've been waiting for.
"Everyone got it? Fine, you may choose your partners now. Hurry up, we still have a lesson plan to follow," the teacher said.
The Pole turned towards the brunette next to him.
"So like, Toris, you want to be like, partners? I totally don't know like, anybody else here," Feliks asked, smiling innocently.
"Oh, um sure. Actually, I was going to ask you if you wanted to be partners. I hope I don't disappoint you," Toris said while blushing and returning Feliks's smile hesitantly.
Oh, I'm sure you won't disappoint. This is perfect! I'll definitely be able to get him to tell me more about himself while we work on this project. Starting with...
"So, like, you want to meet each other after school to like, work on the project? We could totally like, go to your house, mine is being like, being renovated right now. So, like, how about it?" Feliks asked.
"Oh, uh...I don't know if that's such a good idea..." Toris said nervously.
"Oh come on! Please, with like, a cherry on top? It'll be like, so much fun!" Feliks pleaded with a fake whiny voice.
"O-okay. If you really want to come over, I guess we could walk to my house together after school..." Toris said while giving in.
"Yay! This is like, totally going to be so much fun!" the Pole cheered.
Fun indeed.
(A/N: There's a swear in here. I'm not sure if I want to include curse words in my writing. Are you guys okay with me putting swears in this story?)
It was seventh period, track, and Feliks was fuming.
Dear God, if I find the bastard who designed these uniforms I will personally strangle him to death.
He was currently dressed in a very revealing white track suit. The jersey tank top clung tightly to his torso, and he was sure that the matching shorts violated all school dress codes in existence.
Where does the school get off on forcing the girls to wear such degrading outfits? I swear, the board of education must be made up of perverts.
"Okay you wimps, listen up! Today, I'm going to record how fast you can run and hopefully, you dummkopfs will improve by the end of the year. First up, Toris Lorinaitis!" the track coach yelled in a thick German accent. (1)
What the hell happened to the coach from yesterday?! This guy looks like he could lift up a car!
Toris jumped when he heard his name was called. Quickly, he scrambled to get into starting position at the beginning of the track. You didn't need an expert to tell you that he was shaking from nervousness.
Poor guy, Feliks thought, There's no way he'll survive this class.
"Ready, set, go!" the coach yelled. At this, Toris started speeding around the track.
Feliks's jaw dropped.
What the hell?! This guy is fast!
It was true, Toris was a blur to those watching. Soon, he finished running the track in record speed.
"Excellent! Very good! It seems that we have a new star runner on this team. You nincompoops could learn a thing or two from Lorinaitis!" Coach Beilschmidt yelled.
Toris walked back to the bleachers with a small smile on his face. He sat down next to Feliks, who was still getting over the shock of watching Toris run.
"So, um, how did I do Felicia?" Toris asked shyly.
"Are you like, kidding? That was totally amazing! I didn't like, know you could run so fast!" Feliks exclaimed.
Toris shrugged sheepishly. "I guess I just really like it."
"You're like, so awesome!"
Yes, it seems that he has hidden strengths. What are the others, I wonder? Maybe they're the reason he's involved with Braginski.
During the rest of the class, the other track members were being recorded and yelled at by Coach Beilschimidt. Luckily for Feliks, they ran out of time before the coach got to him.
"Okay! Class dismissed! We'll resume this tomorrow! Go and get changed!" the coach barked.
Both Feliks and Toris stood up and started to make their way to the locker rooms. The girls' and boys' locker rooms were next to each other at the other end of the hall outside the gym. Which was pretty stupid, because this meant that Feliks had to walk through one whole hall in the horrible track uniform.
"Well, well, look at what we have here," an ominous voice said.
The duo were stopped in their tracks by a trio of big and burly jocks who were blocking the locker room entrances.
"Hey, like, could you guys like, move. We have to like, get changed," Feliks said, irritated.
"Actually, the way you're dressed is just fine for me, cutie," one of the troglodytes, who seemed to be the ring leader, said lecherously.
Ugh, what a creep. And is that a Scottish accent I detect? This school has a lot of foreign students for an American high school.
"Like, seriously, back off jerk. I'm like, so totally not interested, so like, move already," Feliks said scathingly.
"I wouldn't be talking like that if I were you, doll. Why don't you try hanging out with a real man, like me?" the jock said while smiling like a predator eyeing his prey.
What should I do? I can't beat them up without revealing my identity. I need a distraction.
"Thanks but no thanks. Toris is like, all the company I need. Now if you excuse us, we'll just go and change in the bathrooms if you jerks aren't like, going to move," Feliks said while turning and making a start towards the opposite end of the hall.
A rough hand grabbed Feliks's wrist, stopping him from going any further.
"Who said you could go? Come on lass, just tell me your name," the oaf said with a hint of a threat in his voice.
Toris, who had been quietly observing this exchange, drew the line when the jock had touched Feliks. His hands had curled into fists, and his knuckles were white.
"S-stop! Let her go! She doesn't want anything to do with you, so just let her go!" he shouted, in the loudest voice Feliks had ever heard him use.
Well...he's pretty brave. He's also pretty stupid. He doesn't stand a chance with these jocks.
"Oh yeah, and what are you going to do about it if I don't, weakling?" the bully sneered, turning his attention on Toris.
"W-well I...I...um...I..." Toris was trapped with the three jocks towering over him.
"Hey, like, leave him alone!" Feliks said. He couldn't let Toris get hurt, he was a key part in his mission.
Looks like I have no choice. I'll have to use my training. Hopefully, Toris will be too shocked to ask any questions.
The Pole was prepared to karate chop the ring leader when suddenly a loud voice rang out-
"Never fear! The HERO is here!"
All five heads snapped towards the owner of the voice. At the other end of the hall, there was figure walking towards them. Once Feliks identified the speaker, his eyes widened.
What the hell is he doing here?!
Whew, that took a long time to write. I'm kind of surprised by the length, I didn't think I'd be able to write so much. Sorry about the cliffhanger (but I think you guys know who it is) but I thought it'd be okay since I plan on giving you guys a treat on Wednesday. That's right, I'll be updating on Halloween, so this time you guys won't have to wait a whole week to read the next chapter :D
And for the notes, there's only one:
1.) A new coach! Don't worry, this will be explained soon enough. And I think you guys know who it is already, but I'll just let you know that it's Germany XD I'm not going to write out his accent because I think as long you know it's Germany, you'll be able to imagine his accent while reading.
On another note (lol, punny!), for those who celebrate it, who else is excited for Halloween?! Free candy, woohoo! Even though I'm kind of old to go trick or treating, (don't worry, I'm not THAT old lol) who can deny themselves candy? Anyways, see you guys on Halloween with a new chapter!
Until Wednesday, bye!