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Kunikohime Madoka Tanuki: aaw that was so cute! btw what happen with spamano? is it end already?
Thanks! I'm not even good at writing fluffiness! And the Spamano has not ended! There is more right here! I had just created a RoChu chapter and a GerIta chapter to introduce the pairings into the story, y'know? They're kind of like subchapters, I guess.
So, anyway, here it is! Chapter Twelve! I hope you like it!
Chapter XII
~Antoniette's Perspective~
One Week Later . . .
"Good morning, class. As you all may know, we are about halfway through the semester, which means we have new grades posted out near the front office. Get a look at your grades today when you get the chance."
It's only halfway through the year already?
I guess time really flies by fast. It's about a week before Winter Break begins, and I'm still deciding whether I should go back to Spain and visit mi hermano. It's been a while since I've seen him.
After math class ended, I gathered my things and left the classroom without a single word from Lovino. He stayed silent for the entire class, which seemed strange, but I only assumed that he was sleeping again. I didn't bother to look back at him.
I got to my locker and opened it with a sigh.
"Bonjour, ma chérie."
I turned towards my right and immediately caught who had spoken.
"Hola, Francis." I spoke in a depressing monotone.
"What's wrong? You don't seem like yourself today."
"It's nothing, really, Francis, you don't have to worry."
He leaned against the lockers and flicked his bright hair over his shoulder, earning a couple of squeals from his fangirls across the hall, before looking at me with a serious expression. "What is the problem, Antoniette? I'll be more than happy to help you. We are friends, after all."
I took a deep breath and placed one of my textbooks into my locker before answering him.
"Well . . . it's this guy . . ."
"Oh? Ma chérie has a lover?" Francis smirked.
I felt the color wash out of me. "N-no! It's not like that! We're just friends!"
Francis raised an eyebrow before speaking again. "Why are you so nervous? There's nothing wrong with that. Love is a beautiful thing, and you shouldn't deny it."
Why is this guy so persistent?
I should've just kept my mouth shut.
"Is the Frenchie annoying you again?" Another voice spoke to my left, and I knew immediately who it was without looking at her.
"Hola, Alice." I greeted her.
"Bonjour, Angleterre . . ." Francis spoke in a seductive tone.
"WOULD YOU STOP CALLING ME THAT, YOU DAMN FROG?!" Alice nearly shouted.
"But it suits you so well, Angleterre . . . and you're so cute when you get mad . . ." Francis laughed.
Alice's eyes sharpened into daggers, but before she could yell at Francis again, she took my wrist and started dragging me towards the opposite direction of the Frenchman.
"Come on, we're going else where, Antoniette!" Alice purposely threw her voice over her shoulder for Francis to hear.
"Uh, okay . . ."
Alice dragged me through the hallway until she had let my wrist go outside of the library. She pushed up her glasses and looked at me with a serious look before speaking.
"Can I have a small chat with you for a while? I'm sorry for dragging you off like that, but it's a little bit important."
What's this about?
"Sure, that's fine with me."
"Great."
Alice turned to the doors and guided me inside of the large room, which had a maze of bookshelves filling up the space. There had to be hundreds of books in this library, and Alice seemed to know her way through the labyrinth, because she led us both to this little open area with a table and a few empty chairs around it.
She set her bag on the floor with a sigh of relief and sat down in one of the chairs in a rather relaxed position.
I set my backpack beside my chair and sat down in a more formal position, with my back straight and fingers locked together on the surface of the table.
"So . . . what is it that you wanted to talk to me about?" I immediately asked her.
"Oh, right, well . . ." She took a deep breath, then sat back up and glanced at me with a nervous look gleaming in her emerald eyes. ". . . I-it's about . . . Alfred . . ." Alice trailed off.
"What about him?"
". . . well, you see, I've been friends with him for a while now . . . and I . . ."
I stared back at her with the same curious expression.
". . . I . . . uh . . ."
"You like him, don't you?"
". . . y-yes . . ."
I knew it!
It was so easy to see!
This is probably cuter than Lovi when he's washed out!
"I kind of figured." I held in my little girlish talk.
". . . It's really that obvious?"
I shrugged.
"I've just been watching you two for a while. You both kind of have the same reaction around each other and it's cute sometimes."
Alice looked down at the table as her blush deepened. "I just get really nervous when I'm around him . . ."
"He might like you too."
She looked back up at me with surprise. "What?"
"I've seen him staring at you sometimes while you're not paying attention to him. He kind of just sits there and steals glances when you aren't looking."
". . . really?"
"Yeah. Just talk to him or something. Alfred might feel the same way."
". . . alright, I will . . . I'll just speak with him after school ends."
"Great. I'm happy for you. And don't worry, if things go wrong, I'll be your shoulder to cry on."
". . . thanks, Antoniette."
"No problem." I smiled at her brightly.
"So . . . how are things with Lovino going?"
"Everything's fine, why do you ask?" I tried to talk in an upbeat tone, rather than the cold tone I seem to talk in whenever I hear the very mention of his name.
"You seem to be a bit . . . out of it. Like your thoughts are floating elsewhere. What happened with you and Lovino? I haven't seen you talk to him for a while now." She sat forward and rested her elbows on the table with her fingers tied together. A serious look lingered in her eyes.
My blood seemed to run cold, as if my body temperature was lowering rapidly.
"Well, remember what I told you about that accident at the pond from a week ago?"
She nodded vaguely.
". . . well, afterwards, I remember waking up on the couch . . . and Lovi was sitting there, waiting for me to wake up. I barely even recall what I said to him . . . perhaps something that had to do with the ice . . . but then I . . ."
I didn't seem to have the energy to speak.
"What is it?" Alice looked at me with sudden curiosity.
". . . I think I kissed him . . ."
Alice pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose and unfolded her hands.
"Antoniette?"
"What?"
"Do you, you know, like Lovino?"
A sudden warm feeling seemed to shred right through me, melting the cold from my veins. The warmth also poked at my cheeks and spead across them.
". . . I-I'm not sure . . ."
Alice let out a small sigh, then she spoke.
"Talk to him. I'm sure he will listen to you."
I took a deep breath, then stood from my chair and shouldered my backpack.
"I guess there's nothing wrong with doing that. Thanks, Alice."
She smiled back at me as she stood up. "I'm more than happy to help."
MORE CLIFFHANGERS! I'M SUCH A TERRIBLE PERSON!
Nah, I'm kidding.
I'm sorry for the long wait, I got sick over the weekend and I had a bad case of writers block! But don't worry! I will do my best to get the next chapter done as soon as I can, and I will try to make it better than this one!
Aww . . . Spamano Love . . . ~3
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Translations:
I think they're pretty easy to figure out.
