Hola! I'm baaaaack! DID YALL SEE THAT THERES A SEASON 6 COMIN'? YAYY! So anyway, this chapter is going to be a bit fluffy! I am so happy to have gotten more reviews and more people reading this fic! I love you guys!
So you all know the drill. On to chapter 4!
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot.
Lovino would not talk to anybody after drama for the rest of the day, and ran out of the house once he got ready for school. He didn't even stop to yell at his brother for walking with that potato with eyes again.
He didn't stop running until he was at the bridge, and was sure that Antonio couldn't catch up to him. As he started to walk, he refused to think of anything to do with the green-eyed boy. Instead, he started to worry about his grades. They were getting their placement tests back from Spanish today, and he just knows he flunked!
"You need a tutor." The teacher said. Lovino's jaw dropped.
"What?"
"You need a tutor, Lovino." He said handing him the test, "You failed completely. You don't even know what hola means!" he sighed.
"Where will I find a tutor?" Lovino squeaked out of worry.
"I found you one already. You will have lessons everyday after school until 4:15, starting today. Meet him in this room after the bell rings."
The teacher went back to his paper work and Lovino sat down miserably. Great, he thought, just fricking great.
"Hey, Alfred! Arthur!" Antonio ran up to his friends panting. "Have you seen Lovi? I have only seen him in class. He wont sit next to me and sprints out the door once the bell rings!"
He groaned and flopped down next to them on a bench. Arthur snorted, "Well, you did kind of scar the poor chap with your lips pressed all over his face." Alfred let out a small sigh of sadness next to him. He didn't get to do that with Arthur thanks to his stubbornness. He wallowed in self pity as the two boys talked next to him.
"What do you mean? It was only a scene play. I just really want the main role." Antonio protested, turning a bit pink.
"Sure, love. Whatever floats your boat." Arthur said and gave him a smirk.
"What, you think I like him?"
"I know you fancy him. You constantly follow him, you stare at him and seem lost in his eyes." Arthur mocked a dreamy sigh. "
I've only known him for a couple of days." Antonio snapped.
"And you think of him as a close friend already." Arthur shot back, "Lets go Alfred."
As the two boys got up to go to assembly, Antonio sat in confusion. He did enjoy the acting exercise slightly… What am I doing? I don't like him! He sat red-faced on the bench. If it wasn't for the bell, he would of stayed there the whole day.
"I just want the main role.' He muttered to convince himself that is why he couldn't wait for the next period.
So he just wants the main role, Lovino thought as he got up from the table around the corner. He heard the whole thing.
Well, I want it too then. We'll see who helps more to get it, bastard! He growled and stomped to assembly, preparing himself for next period.
"Dancing," Started Elizabeta, "Is one of the most important things a couple must do in a play, class. Which is what our challenge today is. will start playing music, and you must dance according to the beat. This is improvise, you have no time to prepare." She smiled and then pinned a list on the board. "But first, the scores of the last challenge." Everybody looked and saw the ratings.
"Francis got first?" Antonio frowned at his friend who returned a wink and went to his partner. "Well, at least we got second, Lovi!" He chirped to the frowning Italian. "Oh, smile for once, Mi amigo!" Antonio pried, to no avail. He sighed and then perked up.
"Lovi," Antonio began, "For the dancing challenge I was thinking that I should lead. You know, because one of us has to."
Lovino turned around and coolly stared at him, "I'll do it."
Antonio chuckled, "Lovino I don't think you have heritage from the land of dance."
Lovino smiled, to Antonio's confusion, and grabbed his hand. He proceeded to spin Antonio around, twirl him in and out, and dip him down in light speed.
"I'll do it." Lovino repeated as Antonio lay in his arms.
Antonio had never been more turned on in his life.
Ludwig wanted to do better in the competition after him and Feli placed third to last, but he knew that there was no way he would win in dancing. He was too awkward and clumsy, plus Feliciano was not that hot on his feet as well. "Okay, Feli do you got this?" he looked to the Italian, not getting his hopes up. "Yep!" he glowed back to the German. Ludwig smiled at the boy's happy face. He loved that Italian.
He was better that him brother, for sure.
Emma and Tim were the first ones on. The music started to play and they danced completely on beat, Emma beaming to Tim who kept his face still as stone. As they exited, Francis and Michelle came on and did the Tango. The pairs went quickly, on and off.
Francis talked behind stage with his cousin Matthew and Gilbert, who much to his discomfort seemed to be getting closer to the Canadian. "How long do you think it will take till our friend comes out?" Francis chuckled, seeing Antonio goggling the cute Italian, oblivious to fact he was yelling at him to pay attention. Gilbert laughed and put his arm around his friend, "Who knows? I would bet, but you can never predict Toni." The two friends already knew that their buddy had it bad; they just didn't know when Antonio would admit it.
Alfred and Arthur went on stage and readied for the song. The jitterbug started to play and Alfred grinned wide to the English boy. He grabbed Arthur and began to twist them side-to-side, leading the dance without missing a beat. At the end of the tune he lifted him up high into the air, and Arthur nearly shrieked.
They walked off and Arthur fell onto his American friend's lap panting, "Never again."
"You 'k, Tino?" Berwald looked to him and Tino grinned back. "Yeah! We got third in the last one, though, so we have room for improvement. But we'll do great." He stood up and pecked Berwald on the forehead. Roses bloomed on Berwald cheeks and they made their way to the stage. Tap dancing music from Thoroughly Modern Millie started to play and Tino started to worry. He wasn't the best at tap dancing and he had no idea if Berwald could-
Berwald started to tap flawlessly to the beat and grabbed Tino's hand. They both started to tap at light speed and cross over to the ends of the stage. Once they went back to the middle, Tino gave Berwald a solo tap so he could catch his breath. Berwald was flawless and once he stopped the music ended.
Tino went off stage and Berwald turned to him to explain how he learned that all. He must have seemed so girly, but he was forced into dance lesson as a kid. Oh God, he probably will think I'm ridicul-
Tino taking his face and kissing him strait on the lips interrupted Berwald's thoughts completely.
"Um…" Berwald widened his eyes and Tino made a tiny giggle. "Where did you learn that? That was awesome." He hugged Berwald. Berwald was extremely confused. Were they dating now? Tino kissed him again, this time it was much longer and sweeter.
Who cares? He thought, and kissed him back.
Mikkel smiled behind them and put his arm around Lukas, who shoved his arm off but cracked a grin as well. Mikkel chuckled and handed Emil the $10 he owed him. He thought it would take them way longer than that.
Lovino marched onto stage and Antonio walked behind him. Lovino was ready to do anything: Salsa, Tango, Jitterbug-
The waltz started to play.
Crap.
He looked confused for a second but Antonio took his hand and glided into the dance. Lovino began to lead and a take each step slowly.
One, two, three. One, two, three.
Antonio kept his eyes on Lovino the whole time.
One, two, three. One, two, three.
Lovino started to look back. His eyes were so green, and the lights made them shine so bright… It's just about the competition. He got back on task, not sure why he was distracted in the first place. They walked off stage once they finished, and Lovino separated from Antonio as soon as he could.
The last person to go was Emil. He decided he would give it his all this time, since he wanted to get the main role in the musical. He walked on stage and said; "I can't find that creepy doll, so I'll dance by myself."
All of a sudden, a screeching noise echoed across the room. dragged a metal chair onto stage with the doll under his arm, making sure to take a nice long time. He then placed Shinatty-Chang on the chair and walked off the stage. The teacher kept his poker face as he brought out a radio from under his piano. He finally couldn't help it, and cracked a small grin of amusement before clicking the button to play the song.
Nicky Minaj's Anaconda started to play.
Emil proceeded to slowly raise his middle fingers up and stroll of stage, still holding them high up.
He later got detention for that and for attempting to 'kill' Shinatty-Chang.
Toris bounced up and down next to his best friend.
"Today is going to be great!"
"Why?"
"Is that mascara?"
Feliks turned from the bathroom mirror and puffed a strand of hair away from his face before smirking.
"It's manscara."
"Whatever."
"So, like, tell me what's got you totally happy?" He turned to his 'BFF'.
"Natalia and I are going on a date today!" Feliks froze for a second before continuing to primp himself.
"She said yes when I asked her during drama class. She looked over at you and Ivan, so I think she may just be using me… but I'm just glad she said yes! She's so pretty…"
"Yeah, like, the prettiest girl in the grade. Well, I mean, I would totally be the prettiest if I were a girl." He gestured to himself and gave his signature smirk.
"Totally." Toris mimicked his friend's voice, which received a playful punch to the shoulder before they exited the bathroom.
Feliks wondered why Natalia said yes. That traitorous bitch! She knew he had a tad crush on Toris. He should have kept his mouth shut at that group sleepover.
But he knew that Toris was one of the hottest boys in the grade, though Toris himself had no clue, and so there would be no reason for the girls not to be all over him.
Toris doesn't like me anyway, he thought. Even if he accepts my sexuality, he doesn't need to be gay too.
Others do think Toris is a bit questionable from the way he is always worried for Feliks and protects him like he's a princess and himself a knight in shining armour.
But Feliks didn't notice.
Lovino opened the door to the Spanish classroom, dreading the next hour that he'd have to spend learning a language he honestly didn't care about.
"Hello! I'm tutoring you today. What's your n-"
Antonio looked up to a mortified Italian.
"Oh," Antonio suppressed a laugh, "You're the kid failing Spanish?"
"Shut up, damn it."
"Nice to see you too, Lovi. Lets start with the basics. Turn to chapter…" He began to explain the subject and Lovino looked up for a second. They're faces were incredibly close since they sat across from each other on the same desk. Lovino didn't catch a word Antonio was saying; too busy staring at his light green eyes.
Damn it, why couldn't they have been dull brown or something boring. He had to deal with this?
"…got it?" Antonio finished, looking up to Lovino again.
"Got it."
"Ok. Hola, que pasa?
"Taco to you too."
"You weren't paying attention, were you?" Antonio pouted.
"Well sorry I don't learn easily."
"Okay, we'll try something else. Every time you answer something right, I give you my lunch."
Lovino froze. He loved those God damned tomatoes. "Don't bribe me!" He finally responded, after considering the offer.
"Then pay attention." Antonio cooed back, smirking as he started to give Lovino a list of words. "These are the commands you need to know for the test. Review over them and repeat them to me."
"Hableme, llameme -"
Francis entered the room and began to speak, "Hey, Toni I need to borrow-"
"-Besame-" Lovino continued.
Francis grinned slyly to Antonio, knowing a bit of Spanish from befriending the Spaniard although he took French. "Lovino what are you doing here?" He purred sliding over to them with an arched eyebrow and a mischievous expression.
"I have to be tutored by over here." He jabbed a thumb at Antonio and huffed.
"These are the words for the Test next Monday," Antonio gritted through his teeth, knowing what his French friend thought, "And I need to teach them to him."
"Ah, of course." Francis winked and skipped out of the hall. "If you need me, I'll be talking to Gilbert."
Lovino turned to Antonio and arched and eyebrow. The Hispanic boy flushed and buried his face in his book.
"Okay, next word."
"So," Toris began, looking at his date nervously.
"This is a nice restaurant." Natalia said, keeping her face lowered.
"Yeah I love this place. I go with Feliks here all the time." Glad to talk to her, he beamed back.
Natalia froze at the mention of Feliks, her angry and mean face still plastered on. "I wanted to talk to you about him actually." She looked at the boy and her face twitched nervously. She was usually too scary to approach, but she did have a nice and timid side. If you didn't piss her off.
"What about him?"
"You two are very close, I noticed." Her accent sticking out as she spoke, "I see how you always look at each other when the other isn't and always being together and proclaiming to be best friend to each other."
"Yes, he is my best friend." He blushed. He didn't think it was that obvious when he looks at him.
"Well, I know that you say you like me, but why really? You truly just like me because I'm pretty. Based off that alone, it is ridiculous. Don't you think there is someone you like for their inside too?" She looked at him, face turning into kindness. She saw how they acted around each other.
It 's how Natalia wished Ivan acted around her.
He froze. "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Yes you do." She said bluntly, almost resorting back to her scary figure for a second.
Toris looked up to see her eyes. She seemed to actually care about how he felt. He never had many people who did that before.
"I- I mean, I-" He froze and began to tear up a bit. "I like him. But he doesn't and he is oblivious and I'm just confused and I do like you too you're a great girl but oh God." He tried to say everything at once.
Natalia then smiled. It made her even more beautiful than before.
"I want to help you. We will get him to notice. I'm your friend now and I now have the duty to make 'Operation Toriks' a go."
"Toriks?"
"It's a ship name. You've never heard of it before?" She joked back.
Toris turned to her again.
"Ivan would be lucky to have you. He'll like you someday."
"I know he won't," she said in a broken tone, looking down. Then she cracked a grin. "Between you and me, I think he's gay for Yao."
"Seriously?"
The two laughed and ate, and for once, Natalia had fun on what wasn't quite a date anymore.
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