Monday and Tuesday passed quickly and without incident. I was able to avoid confrontation with Rome because his grandparents were over and he had to spend time with them after school before they had to leave again. Not to say I didn't see him, I saw him at school but did not talk about it there because obviously it wasn't something to be discussed around other people.
I finished my essay as well, as did Rome, and we turned them in on Wednesday.
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Germania's essay:
For this lovely project I was assigned to Romulus Vargas as my partner. When I first learned that Romulus would be the one that I would be working with my initial response was that this was going to be a very long and unpleasant assignment. The fact that I was going to have to spend so much time around him did little to comfort me. Quite honestly I didn't know him at all aside from the rumors I sometimes hear about him. From this little bit of mostly inaccurate information I thought he would be annoying, loud, irritating, hard to get along with, stuck up, female obsessed, and just your average high school jock. I should not have judged him based only upon the people he is friends with and the 'juicy' little rumors people whisper about but it is only human nature, unfortunately. I had entered this project dreading that the worst was coming... But I was pleasantly surprised that my early assumptions were wrong.
After getting to know Romulus- Rome better I made the wonderful discovery that he is half intelligent, when he wants to be of course, but I was relieved that he was not a mindless clone. He was friendly toward me from the start even though I'm not particularly good at interacting with other human beings. I suppose it's a very good thing he is so loud and talkative, I really did not have to say much when having a conversation, just listen. I am quite good at that.
I was definitely right about him being annoying and irritating but I suppose him being obnoxious is all part of his so called 'charm' and being very stubborn gets him what he wants. It's best to give up in those type of situations where he really wants something. I was also right about him being female obsessed and he is overly touchy but as long as you are able to over look or accept that it is just the way he is things go just fine. What I did not foresee was that he would not be totally self-centered jerk. He acted as a friend would in many ways and took away the time he would have to spend with his actual friends to spend time with me (although they may not have liked it very much). I suppose in general he's just an upbeat and overly friendly person.
Through his endless stream of talking I found out a few things about him. He is exceptionally good at all types of sports but is far to lazy to actually join a sports team, this greatly angers the coaches. He has two cousins who go to this school- Lovino and Feliciano Vargas- and Feliciano is very good friends with my cousin Ludwig. He is like a child in many ways, this can be ether very entertaining or extremely annoying. He likes and is very talented in art though I would not want to look through his sketch book, I am afraid to see what is in it. I think he also likes to get under my skin on purpose but he would probably deny it if you asked, or then again maybe he would not. Who knows.
It would be safe to say that over all I was content with the turn out of this particular project. I think I may have actually made a friend, I do hope that The feeling is not one-sided. I am grateful for whatever forced pushed us together. I am not quite sure that I am completely sold on the idea of abandoning my solitary ways in order to meet new people but I am willing to let this one person get close to me. I am going to hope that it does not backfire on me, I would become rather depressed if that were the case. So, in conclusion I am very glad to have had this wonderful experience, I learned many things some of which I wish I could forget. Also I hope that Romulus never, ever reads this essay.
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Rome's essay:
My partner for this nice little project was Germania Beilschmidt. Germania is not what you could call the most talkative or social person in the universe but he manages to get by. We started off a little awkwardly with me doing all the talking and him ignoring me, feeling uncomfortable or maybe annoyed. Maybe it was because I felt kind of guilty for never noticing him in my classes before then. Whatever the case neither of us felt particularly comfortable with the situation but I kept trying to get through to him somehow. It was worth it.
'Mania likes to let me do all the talking while he sits and pretends to read but I know that he is listening. I think ignoring me is one of his favorite things to do. Other than that he likes to read, it is more like he sucks the book dry of all words, puts it down and then moves on to the next. He also likes to write, secretly, he is very talented but he does not seem to see that. He does not seem to have many friend from what I have seen, he hangs around mostly with his cousins Ludwig and Gilbert. Ludwig is also a very close friend to my dear cousin Feliciano. Germania and Ludwig get seem to get along well but I think Gilbert acts like a bit of a jerk around him. I discovered a good many other things about him but I do not think he would appreciate my writing everything about him down for everybody to read.
I think Germania would consider me a friend, at least I hope he would. I Consider him a very good friend even though I have only known him for a short amount of time it feels like longer. My other friends do not seem to like my being around him very much but that really does not matter because I consider Germania a better friend than them anyway. I mean, they would not run around playing in the dirt and messing around like ten year olds or anything like that with me. After all this project stuff is over with I hope we will still get together to do things like that.
It is comforting to know that despite all our differences (and when you think about it we are very different) the two of us were able to get along so well. Maybe the saying 'opposites attract' would fit well in this instance but I think that this was the purpose of this project, to bring together two very different people so they branch out and meet people they generally would not approach. In doing so I have found a friend. Maybe I have found a best friend, only time can tell. All that I can say is that I want to stay friends with Germania and I am quite happy to have been paired with him on this assignment. I do not think that Germania can deny that he feels the same way.
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Rome:
Spanish:
I walked into Spanish my 'friends' were seated together waiting for me, I approached slowly.
"The projects over now right?" one said, I had already made up my choice on who my loyalties were to so I didn't feel the need to call them by name anymore. I'm just that mature.
"Yes, it's over now and I've decided to stick with Germania because you guys suck," I stated and laughed when they looked at me like they couldn't believe what I was saying.
They quickly got over it, "Well fine then, your choice. Now leave," Said another.
I rolled my eyes and went to another set of desks. It's not like I couldn't make more friends and I had 'Mania so there was no problem there. The the thing I was regretting the most was that it was going to be harder to seduce girls now that the popular bunch was mad at me though for some reason I wasn't really that depressed about it.
Wonder why...
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Germania:
Rome and I decided that we were going to celebrate the end of the project at his house. He seemed more upbeat than usual about it which made me suspicious.
I set my things down on a bench as I watched him prance his way into the kitchen. He popped his head out of the doorway a second later clutching a piece of paper in his hand.
"We shall make a cake to celebrate our awesome grades that we will get on our projects!" he declared. I rolled my eyes and pushed past him into the kitchen. It looked so nice and clean but that obviously wasn't going to last long.
A longer time than thought possible later we finally put the cake into the oven. Why such a long time? Because a lot had gone wrong. We (Rome) accidentally knocked the sugar container off the counter and it spilled everywhere so we had to vacuum it all up. Rome was also awful at cracking eggs so they got the counter sticky. I was the one who spilled the milk, I am not very good with pouring things, and afterwards I slipped and banged my head against a cabinet causing Rome to drop the bowl in his effort to get to my side and make sure I was okay so we had to restart. Then when the time finally came to pour the batter into a pan we dripped batter all over and after placing it in the oven we remembered that we forgot to spray the pan so that it would not stick. After all that we decided not to bother making icing and just used the store bought stuff in the cabinet. That is when we found ourselves standing side by side washing things up in silence.
Rome sighed, I knew the moment I had been waiting for was upon me.
"So..." he started, his eyes not leaving the counter top, "What's the deal with you and your parents?"
Although I had prepared myself for this I couldn't help but feel uncomfortable about this subject. There was no point in lying about it so I would of course tell the truth.
"Our relationship is obviously... Strained," I fidgeted with the wash cloth in my hands, "They have never been around much, at all really so it's not like I have to deal with them very much. Well unless of course somebody is visiting, they wouldn't want to destroy their image by ignoring their 'darling' son would they?" I said in an emotionless tone.
Rome's brow creased, "They don't normally act like they did when I was there?"
"No, like I said it's to keep their reputation intact. My mom likes to impress. Normally they just work and ignore me, actually just the other day my mom decided that I wasn't good enough so she wants to 'fix' me."
"How?"
I shrugged, "I don't know, cut my hair, buy me new clothes... Stuff like that maybe."
"What about when you were little? What were they like then?"
"Nothing's changed from then to now."
"So they ignored you even when you were little! That's awful!"
"It doesn't matter, I'm used to it." then there was a hand on my shoulder. I looked up, startled.
"I'm sorry." Rome said with a sad smile.
I'm sorry.
I always hated it when people said that, it didn't make any sense.
I slapped Romulus' hands away and rolled my eyes at him, "Don't be stupid," he laughed. "What about you?" I asked.
"What about me?"
"What was it that had you all worked up a few days ago?"
Then it dawned on him, "Oh, that. It's nothing really, I was just being stupid." he smiled.
I raised an eyebrow, "Well, then you will not have any problem telling me then."
He let out a heavy breath, "Well as you probably know my 'friends' didn't take too kindly to my hanging out with you." I nodded. "Yes, well they decided that it was either them or you."
"But you didn't have a choice it was for the-"
"The project, yes that's what I told them. They gave me until the end of it to decide."
"And what did you decide?"
"I decided that you make a far better companion than all of them put together," he smiled softly, placing a hand on my head. I lowered my gaze to the ground and tried to will away the heat making it's way into my cheeks.
"Thank you," I muttered, still not making eye contact.
He laughed, "How could I not when you make such cute faces?"
I elbowed him in the gut, "Shut it." I hissed.
"So mean!"
We finished up the kitchen and got the cake out of the oven. Right away we tried it get it out of the pan. It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be, it came out easily enough but it kind of made another mess but nothing a ton of frosting wouldn't fix.
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A/N- hey, guys.
You have no idea how awful it was to write those essays -_- anyone want to give me a grade on them?
My sisters made cakes the other day and one forgot the stick spray. It was messy.
Anyway, I don't want to go back to school and I wanted to write something before I want back. I don't know if this will go up before then though.
I OWN NOTHING
A good day to you all,
-opens up 4 nobody-
