The Bucket List, How To Get Noticed
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I sighed cradling my head at my laptop. I wanted to write about how much fun Prom was going to be, but I never actually been to a dance before. Feliciano told me to just write what I thought, but my mind isn't trustable. I wanted Feliciano to get this project instead, he would make it sound so fun and everyone would be satisfied about what he wrote because he is a God sent from the sun. But where was I to make fun of Feliciano for being perfect, I was sure Feliciano had his mistakes too.
'This project sucks
The dances suck
I'm Sorry
-Ludwig Beilschmidt'
Was currently written across my laptop and that was all I got. I tried everything from running around outside, to going to the calm meadow, and banging my head off the desk until I couldn't see straight, but that was all I got. I was finally fed up with this and sent it to Mr. Eldstein hoping he wouldn't ask to many questions. I practically jumped out of my skin when Kiku kicked my door open and walked into my room. "Holy fuck! How did you get in here!" I shouted and all Kiku did was laugh and shut the door behind him. "Your mother let me in~" He responded patting my head and I sighed watching him sit down on the floor. "Come sit with me, we need to get you the perfect suit for Prom!" Kiku shouted patting the spot next him.
I sighed walking over and sat next to him and was given a magazine that was full of hot dudes wearing expensive suits and wore shades. "You can't be serious." I grumbled flipping through the mags wincing at the prices. "Are you even going to Prom?" I asked and Kiku smiled nodding, "Alfred-san asked me." He murmured and I chocked on my spit. "You can't be seriously doing that! What if it's some kind of trick?" I cried and Kiku blushed. "I don't know, I rather just go with someone and not third wheel." He smiled softly and patted my arm. "Alright, you win, so let's get this over with!" I snickered grabbing one of the pens circling a cheap looking suit while also drawing a mustache on the model and made Kiku laugh loudly.
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Emptied wallets
Clean feeling
Love
Fun
Prom could only be expressed by so many words, but emptied wallets sounded right. I wasn't in such a mood to dance, but how happy Feliciano was about the day made everything so much better and put me in an amazing mood. Gilbert helped me fix the light green tie as he wore a bow tie with little birdies on it. What was I expecting from my damn brother. My mom was practically freaking out with her camera snapping pictures every single minute and having her girlfriend, Daisy, yeah that girl, follow her around with her own camera to catch every single minute my mom missed. I found it slightly annoying, but she was my mother.
I took my car with Gilbert and my mom took her own car. Our Prom group was meeting at Feliciano's house for the limo and after the whole Prom stuff a large party was being held at Feliciano's house. I wasn't very sure if I wanted to go, but Feliciano begged for me to go and I really couldn't say no to him. I parked my car shutting it off, still in awe of the Vargas Mansion, but collected myself and walked to the door with Gilbert and family in tow. I knocked on the door and it was opened by Feliciano who was wearing a dress.
I would of freaked out, but a good freak out, because Feliciano looked beautiful and I was in practical awe. The flowing ball gown dress that was a soft light green with a white sash that tied into a large bow in the back. "Do you not like it?" Feliciano asked, his face falling. It may of been from my blank stares. I laughed grabbing his hand and spinning him around letting the dress poof up and he giggled. "N-No you look beautiful!" I stuttered and Feliciano blush, but his smile was bliss. Gilbert awed quietly snapping a picture for my mum and they walked into the expensive looking house.
"Awe, Birdie, why aren't you wearing a dress?" He teased wrapping his arms around his boyfriend's waist. "Come on, only Feliciano looks good in a dress." Matthew grumbled kissing his boyfriend hello. I sat down in the living room and noticed a black cat that stared me down. "Who's this?" I asked putting out my hand and let it sniff my hand. "Oh that's Germany, don't touch him he bites!" Feliciano tried to say, but the words died in his throat when Germany purred loudly rubbing his hand agaisnt my hand. "Looks like Germany is warming up to Ludwig." Arthur sneered from his spot in the pristine suit that matched Francis's who stood behind him giving him a massage. "I have another kitty named Italy, but he's upstairs." Feliciano giggled balancing over the couch and looked at Germany who looked to be smiling.
"Italy was in my bathroom messing with Romano." Lovino appeared crossing his arms darkly. Behind him was Antonio who was standing protectively behind him. Gilbert swallowed the spit in his throat and tensed. "Hey Toni, like your bruises." He smiled nervously and Antonio laughed and tilted his head happily. "Yours to Gilly! Like the band aids~" He smiled walking over causally and the Bad Touch Trio seemed to patch up everything, because they were talking normally and joking.
Feliciano watched with careful eyes and quickly scooped up Germany. "I'm going to put him upstairs." He announced walking towards the spiraling stairs. "Here, let me follow you!" I gasped not wanting to be in a room full of people who didn't like me, well expect my brother. Feliciano smiled shyly and I followed him up the stairs and into his room. I was expecting golden chandelier with a gold bed, but what I got looked like a normal teenager almost adult room. "I like your room." I smiled fondly and Feliciano laughed setting Germany on the top of the kitty tree and Italy popped out of the bathroom and followed the cat to the top snuggling up to him.
"Your cats are really cute." I said quietly walking behind Feliciano and he looked back with quaint smile. He put his hands around my neck and are lips were about to touch, but like fucking always someone had to barge into the room. This time it was mother who snapped a picture making Feliciano blush and I gave the camera a scowl. Why was my life such a cockblocker?
"Come down stairs, love birds, the limo will be here soon and I want pictures!" She mused, but took the photo off of the reel. It was an older camera that developed pictures at the speed of light. She gave it to Feliciano who looked down, his mouth forming an 'o' at the adorable pictures. "You guys go down, we'll meet you there." Feliciano smiled softly and quickly walked to the shelf that was told last chapter. I watched him slowly take down a picture of him and Antonio doing something cute and my heart clenched, but I watched him remove the back with skillful hands taking the photo out and tearing it in half letting the remains of the once loving pictures fall into the trash.
He put the newly developed picture into the frame instead closing it's back and smiling softly at it. "Why are you putting that in there?" I asked walking towards him and my hands rested comfortably at his waist. "I want to remember you, tonight is going to special, kinda like you." He started softly and turned around quickly, my hands still rested on his waist and he leaned in on my chest with the frame tucked protectively to his chest. "You are like nobody I have ever met, you are so kind, but so shy. You are also a freak and it makes me smile knowing we can be together." He giggled against my chest and pulled back with a watery smile and put the photo neatly on the desk.
"Let's go." He sniffled grabbing my hand and pulling me downstairs wiping his eyes clean from tears. I smiled stopping him in the hallway and spinning him around again and letting him turn towards me. "Come on, don't cry, it's your night, like you said." I grinned going to my knees and wiping away the tears that fell and kissed his cheek softly. We pulled back are eyes wide and Feliciano just smiled pulling me back up and we walked downstairs like nothing happened.
Pictures were taken by parents cooing over their children growing up and the limo came at the exact time, praise the lord that happened, the ride was fun with Gilbert entertaining the group with a funny antecedent and to the dance we were headed.
The dance in general wasn't what it was all hopped up to be. Teachers lined the perimeter with disapproving looks. Teens tried to have fun dancing and sometimes grinding, but were practically screamed at by teachers for not being presentable. One girl, Michelle, a pretty girl from an island state was told to go home, because her dress was too short, but it really wasn't. I found it pointless and was ready to write a horrible review about this dance.
The best part was the after party:
Feliciano Vargas's house was packed, music played from the stereos built around the house, people were doing the bedroom hokie pokie in the guest bedrooms and of course alcohol. Lots of alcohol. I eyed the beer crossing my arms with a frown. "Luddy, you want a beer?" Gilbert asked pulling out a cold beer from the tin basket and held it out to me. "How do I drink it?" I asked eyeing the cold drink down and grabbing it carefully. "Like driving pop, get shit faced drunk Luddy, it's the night of Prom, you have one more year of school and you'll be in college, so cheers!" Gilbert gasped and we clinked the glasses. "Here follow me, they are smoking weed down by the pool, you need to take a huff!" He went on pulling me towards the group.
Matthew was there with some other kids and I sat down on the seat popping open the cap and drinking it. It had an odd taste, but I wasn't sure if I liked it not. My face scrunched up from the odd after taste that made me take another sip. "Here, Ludwig, want a brownie?" Matthew asked holding out the tray. "I thought you were smoking?" I frowned eyeing the pan. "We are." He giggled and pushed the brownies towards me.
Oh.
Weed Brownies.
How original.
Since I was feeling a bit more pride in my stomach I took a piece shoving it in my mouth. I was getting loopy from the weed in the brownie and I was more open laughing at almost everything and spilling stupid stories to the group that laughed. "Gilbert!" Feliciano snarled coming up, he changed into comfortable clothing out of the pretty dress. "You got Ludwig stoned?!" He yelled pointing at me. "Cool it, Babe, it feels awesome!" I smiled taking his hand and kissing his knuckle. Gilbert cackled being totally drunk and slung an arm around me. "Come on Vargas, he did it himself!" He defended himself and Feliciano sighed heavily pulling me up.
I was pulled through the house and I finally feeling the effect of the drug and liquor in my system making my vision double and I stumbled after the very pissed Feliciano. I was led to his bedroom and I watched his face contort in disgust at the couple making out on his bed. "Get out!" He yelled in a high voice and the couple glared running out the door and Feliciano slammed the door. "Germany? Italy?" He called watching both felines come out from under the bed and mewl rubbing against his leg. "I like the Black one, it's the name of my home!" I barked with laughter making the cats flatten their ears and Feliciano looked down.
"How could you get drunk? And are you high?! Ludwig Beilschmidt what are you doing to yourself!" Feliciano scolded walking towards me and I spun him around slamming his back into the closet doors. Feliciano blushed darkly and I smiled drunkenly kissing down his neck. "Ludwig, stop it." He whimpered trying to push him away. "It's better than being around you." I growled into his neck. "You are like alcohol, a tall fine glass. You make me feel so weird inside." I went on rubbing my hands on his side.
"Your drunk, Ludwig please stop this!" Feliciano cried and I took advantage of his mouth being opened to French kiss him messily. I smiled into the kiss hearing him moan, but was quickly pushed away. "L-Ludwig, please stop." Feliciano whispered tears dripping from his eyes.
I finally caught what I was doing. I was taking advantage of sweet Feliciano and in my drunken mind I was having my little Ludwigs running around papers thrown everywhere and my mind went blank. I felt a panic attack coming on and I felt terrible.
This was terrible
I am a terrible person!
"Ludwig!" Feliciano yelled going to grab me, but I pushed him away like he did early. "What can I do with myself! I hurt you! I never wanted to hurt you!" I yelled in his face and Feliciano's face showed distressed. I kissed him softly and Feliciano looked over the moon, but I turned around quickly dashing out of the room stumbling on the floor. Feliciano screamed for me to stop, but the taste of him was still on my tonuge and I felt my world crashing down.
I ran out the door and my eyes went to my car that sat perfectly at the edge of the road. My drunken mind didn't look over any more reasonable ways to go home, because I was already drunk sprinting to my prized car. I jumped in and everything in my brain seemed to shut down on how to drive but I wanted to get home. I put my keys in pulling the car out messily and started driving.
The loud music in my car was faint
The cars passing by were a blur
My vison was fading in and out
I felt tired and bile rising from my stomach
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One wrong turn and I was off, I felt myself shake and a large pain in my leg and my vison was fading.
I heard screaming and it was so faint and I closed my eyes.
What just happen?
Why was I in pain?
Why was someone screaming if I'm ok.
I'm sorry if I'm a bit tired.
Did I...
Crash?
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Yay, Cliff Hanger, and drunk Ludwig, oops.
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