HI THE WEEKEND IS NEAR.
Therefore, update!
Half-died during this week oh god. I hate GCSE. ):
Anyway, I don't usually check my mail cos of the spam but I recently did cos it annoyed the hell out of me andddd i found out that a number of people actually put this story/me on their alert.
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#Np : Glee - Rumour Has It + Someone Like You
Feliciana never felt so alive after dancing. She was grateful to Elizaveta for making her dance. However, she had a little bit more pressing matter. She wanted Lovina to join. Not only she didn't want to be alone but she mainly wanted to see how far Lovi would go to make her happy.
Her sister, was sitting on the piano stool, frowning and kicking her legs back and forth.
"Ve, come on, Lovi. Will you please try out? Pretty pleaaaaaase with a meatball on top?" she cutely asked and was returned with a scowl.
"Hell no. I don't dance."
Natalia Arlovskaya, the pretty brown haired Belarusian, laughed out loud in her direction.
"Aw, is the Italian too chicken? Such a pretty face but a horrible attitude." she said and smirked at Lovina.
Crap you shouldn't piss her off, thought Feliciana and it looked as though there were dark clouds with lightning bolts on top of her sister's head. Her expression was so ominous, Feli had to back away.
"Speak for yourself, cagna. You want me to dance? I'll dance."
Natalia's smirk grew even more bigger and did an exaggerated flourish for her sister to get onto the floor. Elizaveta bit her lips and furtively glanced at Feli. She could only lift her shoulders up and shake her head.
Lovina whispered something to Elizaveta and she replied back in a hushed voice.
"You don't have to do this Lovina. If you're not comfortable with it..."
"Stuff it. I'm not gonna go down without me proving myself. Now would you do as I said?" she cut Liz off and she could only do as told. Madeleine, Sakura and Feliciana stood at the side.
Caro dio, please let it go smoothly..., Feliciana prayed silently and her jaw fell and the other girls did exactly the same, even Natalia.
Her sister was dancing.
Lovina Vargas was dancing.
California girls we're unforgettable
Daisy dukes bikinis on top
Sun kissed skin so hot we'll melt your popsicle
California girls we're undeniable
Fine, fresh, fierce
We got it on lock
West Coast represent
Now put your hands up
Lovina was moving so gracefully, Feli felt like she could even beat the Ukrainian girl, who danced the best when she and Madeleine were trying out.
At the end, she was shaking her hips so well while mouthing California and ended with a very un-Lovina pose.
"There. Now what have you got to say, Arlovskaya?" she grinned evilly and was confused at everyone's expression.
"What?"
Feli walked up to her sister with her jaw still agape and started shaking her hard.
"YOU. NEVER. TOLD. ME. YOU. COULD. DANCE." she said loudly and every shake grew harder with each word.
"Sorry... It was kind of my secret. I knew it'll eventually come out if you asked me to..." Lovina replied sheepishly.
"When did you, HAVE YOU, ever danced, Lovi? We practically go around together when we were in Milan!"
Feliciana was getting suspicious when Lovina's cheeks turned red and replied brusquely,
"None of your business. Well, I proved myself, now can we go? I want to eat."
Elizaveta cleared her throat and smiled at both of the Vargas sisters.
"Lovina... you were great. Seriously. You were even better than Katyusha! That's really amazing." she gestured to the Ukrainian girl and she happily waved.
"And your point is...?"
Natalia groaned and pushed Elizaveta aside.
"You Italians are always such dolts. Hello, Elizaveta is asking you to join us. Did you not hear the conversation we had fifteen minutes ago or what? Even though I really really really dislike you, you dance well. Just like our senior."
Lovina grimaced but her facial features softened when she glanced at Feliciana's hopeful face.
"Please?" she asked and said quietly, so that only Lovina could hear,
"For me."
"Alright alright. I'll join. Only cos you are in here, Feli." she sighed in defeat and crossed her arms.
Elizaveta clapped her hands in delight and started dancing around in a circle. Katyusha and Sakura smiled pulled Feliciana, Lovina and Madeleine in for a super tight hug. They were so preoccupied with their little celebration, they didn't even hear someone clear her throat.
Feliciana and Lovina turned around to see a short girl with her long blonde hair tied up in ponytails staring at them with her head cocked to the side.
"Mind explaining what's going on?" her crisp British accent echoed around the room.
"Alice! Here are our three new members of our dance group. Believe me, their dancing is exceptional. Even got approval from Natalia." Liz gaily replied and started to bounce around.
"I didn't give any approval!" Natalia angrily shouted.
"Oh shut up, you said I dance well." Lovina answered her and stuck out her tongue.
"Not bad. We should start practice formally and properly tomorrow. However... we still need one more girl." Alice said in a as-a-matter-of-fact voice.
"Didn't I see you ask Vash about his little sister? Can't she join?" Sakura asked.
"Nah... she ended up joining air rifle. I swear, she's becoming like Vash."
Feliciana's brain cogs were slowly turning then she let out an audible gasp that made all of them turn around.
"I remember! I could ask Ludwig's sister to join." she suggested and tried very hard not to blush at the mention of the German's name.
"Kayla Beilschmidt?" Madeleine piped up.
"Yeah... I could.. um.. ask Ludwig about it." Feli felt like swatting Liz's smile off her face when she said his name again.
"Great then. Ask him as soon as possible. If you can't, I can get Francis to make Gilbert." the Briton said and nodded.
"Waaaaait. So you're Frenchie's girlfriend? How do you control him with him flirting about?" Lovina asked.
Alice laughed and waved the question away.
"I have my ways, Italia." she replied and had a small smile on her face.
Ludwig collapsed on the bed, completely exhausted from air rifle practice that had ended an hour ago. Gilbert had beaten him to the bathroom and he was taking his own sweet time in the shower, as usual. He was tired yet there was German Lit and Russian homework to be completed.
He foresaw a headache coming when his forehead throbbed slightly. Rubbing the bridge of his nose out of habit, he saw Gilbert's head pop out of the bathroom and his mouth was moving.
"Was?" he asked again.
"Darn it, West. I asked, come out for dinner with me and Antonio. German tonight, I swear."
"I feel like I'm gonna have a headache, Gil. Plus there's homework due."
"Kesese, when have you given a shit about homework?"
"Since last year. Unlike you, I have discipline for homework."
Ludwig felt droplets of water splash on his face and he sat up, meeting a poker faced Gilbert with his rubber duck on his head.
"Oh stop being such a good boy, West. Just come out for dinner."
"I thought you asked me, which means I can say no."
"Rephrase! I'm forcing you to come out for dinner, no objections! I'll be done soon!" he cheerfully replied and went back in.
"... Dummkopf." Ludwig said and lay back down on his bed. He wondered if Feliciana was going out for dinner tonight. If she did, well, he'd be happy to go out with his annoying brother and his Spanish friend.
Half an hour later, Ludwig and Gilbert were walking towards the sparkly town together with Gilbert's best friend, Antonio Fernandez. Dressed in a normal white shirt and washed jeans, Ludwig didn't bother to even brush his hair and left it in a ruffled state, just like how Gilbert's was everyday.
"Thanks for making me come along for dinner, guys. It feels weird being in a new place.." Antonio said and stretched his arms.
"Aw, you'll get used to Hetalia Academy! Its wonderful to me!" Gilbert chirped and walked arm in arm with him.
"That's cos you keep ogling Madeleine Williams." Ludwig said in a snark tone.
"Madeleine Williams, Gil? Alfred Jones' sister? Oh, Santa Maria, you are going to get into trouble." Antonio laughed out loud and slapped his best friend on the back.
"I'd take any risk going for that adorable little Canadian. Just like how you would for your beautiful little Vargas, eh West?"
Ludwig was about to retort but he saw Antonio stop in his tracks and look at both the Beilschmidt brothers.
"Wait, did you say Vargas, Gilbert?"
"Ja, what's up? You know her?" Ludwig stiffened a little at his brother's question and hoped, a little, that Antonio didn't personally know Feliciana.
"Which one?"
"Feliciana Vargas." Ludwig replied and felt like adding, Mine.
Antonio's facial expression did show some recognition and he continued "Did she.. come with her sister?"
"The other one? I don't know what's her name, but yeah! She looks just like Feliciana but the curl on the other side. Why?"
"N-nothing. Dinner, come!" Antonio hastily answered and dragged a confused Gilbert leaving a small trail of dust from the cobbled streets. Ludwig was confused too.
What was his connection with Feliciana's sister?
Feliciana, on the other hand, was waiting for her sister to buy her enchilada from the little cart outside the book shop that she just browsed through.
Even though it was a little chilly outside, Feli felt snug in her long sleeved white shirt and denim shorts. Lovina came back a few seconds later, chewing enthusiastically.
"Any homework due tomorrow?" she asked in between mouthfuls.
"None, I just have to read the first twenty pages of The Great Gatsby."
"Mmm." came the reply.
Feliciana looked forward to Russian first thing tomorrow morning because she could see the stoic German. She blushed a little and was thankful that Lovina wasn't paying attention to her but her food. Then she heard a few people's voices and turned to look around.
Speak of the devil, its him, she thought. She hoped he saw her.
He did and waved at Feli together with his signature lazy, sexy smile. Without even glancing at her sister, she waved back. Unfortunately, Lovina saw and frowned.
"What are you waving at..? Damn potato bastard, I ought to-" she stopped mid sentence and froze.
"Lovi? Lovina? What's wrong?" Feliciana asked and waved her hand in front of her sister's face and followed where she was looking at.
Her eyes trailed to a brown haired man standing together with Ludwig and his brother. She wondered who was that.
In Lovina's head there was only one sentence.
Antonio, you're here.
deng deng deng
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