So! Here's the new story! This chapter will be sort of in the view of the kids, so it won't be focusing to much on the Nations too much! If that makes sense at least! So here's the new story! I hope you all enjoy!
The car ride to school was what some would call "hell" and Liam Kirkland called it as such. He sat behind his father in the car, Alexander in the middle and his sister by the left side. The morning had gone badly, obviously, with him staying up late last night playing video games and going to bed around two in the morning making it difficult to get up at his seven o'clock time for school and his mother made it worse by taking his game privileges away. They'd fought and actually screamed until they got in the car where a silent, cold stretched between them. That is until his father, the personification of America, sighed and twisted in his seat.
He looked like his father, that he couldn't deny, with their glasses, caramel blonde hair and blue eyes. The only thing he lacked was the Nantucket his sister had. "Liam, buddy, couldn't you apologize to your mom?" America asked hesitantly, like he was ready for Liam to bite his head off, but Liam felt bad. How could he not?! His father rarely asked him to do anything, being one of the coolest Dad's on the planet, he felt guilty into apologizing.
That is until he opened his mouth. "I did nothing wrong!" He snapped crossing his arms, blue eyes flashing in warning like lightening. His mother, the personification of England, tightened his hands on the wheel so tight his knuckles turned white and his emerald irises flicked to his in the rear view mirror.
"Oh really. So staying up until two in the morning, refusing to leave bed and screaming at me that I'm a horrible mother for taking your gaming privileges away is doing nothing wrong?"England demanded as he drove along the high way, his sister just watching the window like she wasn't there and Alexander was strangely silent for being an eight year old.
"I'm fourteen!" Liam shouted throwing his hands out like it explained it all, his eyes widening behind his glasses. "What? Where you never fourteen!? Why does Dad understand but you don't!?"
"I understand you're being very disrespectful right now that's what I understand!" England snapped at his son as he took the turn off to the World Academy. "Your father understands, yes, but you are taking advantage of that. And keep up the disrespect to me and you can plan on seeing your games in two weeks rather than one."
"What!" Liam screeched looking exasperated, like they were conspiring against him. "You can't do that!"
"I can and will!" England snapped back at his son who made a light noise and looked like he couldn't believe what was going on. "I am your mother, Liam Alfred Kirkland, you respect me and your father! You don't give disrespect and earn respect back!"
"That's bullshit!" He shouted in anger making Alexander, Jolene and America's head whip to look at him. Alexander's emerald eyes, identical to their mother's, were wide with hesitation and even a touch of fear while Jolene's blue eyes, identical to his in shade, seemed to say he messed up big time.
"Watch your mouth, kid. I mean it. Stop pushing buttons or I'll bust your ass when we get you home from school." America warned with no shouting and that made it ten times worse and Liam stared at him, wide eyed. "Knock it off, Liam. I'm being serious."
Liam had nothing else to say so he just threw himself back in his seat, his school bag tucked between his calves, and he just glared out the window. He was his father's son and enjoyed his video games, but with them taken away for the week, he had nothing good to do other than school and deal with his siblings. He didn't even have a cell phone to play games on! Well, lots of kids had them, but he didn't need one necessarily. He just wanted one for gaming. He watched the light on the windows of the Academy, even from a distance, wink at him with light and he gritted his teeth.
It took a solid ten, fifteen minutes for them to get to the Academy and park, America with England sliding out, and left the three kids to unbuckle and get out, bags in hands. It was when he stepped out of the car that he caught sight of his cousin, Austynn. While many physical changes happened to all of them the past seven years Austynn somehow still looked the same only his hair was longer. He himself kept his hair short, like a messy mix of England's and America's, and he stood at a solid five foot five making him pretty tall of seventh grade.
"Austie!" He shouted leaving his parents who shouted at him not to run freely, and rushed up to Austynn who looked up. He smiled then, softly, at Liam with his violet eyes warm at the welcome which also happened to make his heart flutter in his chest. "How are you?"
"Merci for asking. I'm fine! How about oyu? Was you're long weekend fun?" Austynn asked curiously, tilting his head slightly, he smiled at Liam when he noticed a familiar tan skinned boy stepping out of his car and he smiled like a megawatt. "Oh! There's Cristiano!"
Liam felt his stomach sour at this and looked over his shoulder to see Cristiano climbing out of the car, standing in front of his mother and smiling when Liam grabbed Austynn's hand. Cristiano was a beautiful boy, his hair a tousled mix of waves and curls making it messy, soft tan skin smooth and blemish free so far with wide bright green eyes. He was beautiful. Austynn blushed when he felt his hand being grabbed but pulled it away and Liam looked at him in surprise.
"I'll see you at lunch, okay? I have first period History with Cristiano so I'm going to walk there with him. Salut!" Austynn then took off across the parking lot to Cristiano, who also got a megawatt smile and they both jabbered before taking off to the school after saying good bye to their parents. He felt a tap at his elbow and looked down at his sister in surprise. He wondered why she wasn't with the other sixth graders yet when she looked up through her dark blonde lashes, her blue eyes pitiful.
"You're so pitiful." She sighed the words in her eyes making Liam blush when she noticed Levi and pointed to him. "Hey, there's your actual boyfriend."
"Jo!" He jerked when he noticed Chiyo Wang waving happily at his sister and tensed up like a cat. Chiyo had short dark brown hair and brown eyes, smooth skin as well for an eleven year old, and he smiled at Jolene who smiled back at him, her blue eyes sparkling. If they ever got together, not that he thought his sister imagined it, they'd be a weirdly good looking couple.
"Chi!" She shouted back smiling then when she slapped Liam's side and took off running right to Chiyo, her long blonde hair bouncing like silken sunshine locks against her back. She met up with Chiyo, the both babbling much like Austynn and Cristiano, before going inside the school when Levi walked up to him hesitantly and he sighed but smiled softly. Levi had been one of the most consistent friends who was sweet and he could talk about those familiar mythical creatures.
Levi had shoulder length brown hair he tied in a small tail against the base of his neck and familiar red eyes that met his. Liam only imagined Levi as being sort of like his opposite of his blonde hair and blue eyes. "What's up, Liam?" Levi asked softly as he held his backpack straps tight in his hands and looked at Liam expectantly and Liam then smiled softly at him.
"Nothing. Wanna get in and see if they're still giving out those little boxes of cereal for breakfast?" Liam asked then with Levi smiling and nodding before the both of them walked to the school happily. Levi was one of the only friends he could count on to always go along with him and though he was Austynn, who he enjoyed hanging out with, it was good enough and he smiled.
"Hey, guys- woah, what's wrong with Wolfie?" Liam asked with wide eyes as he sat at the table, Tatiana sitting at the end with Astrid, Wolfram next to Giovanni with Mia off to the side of him, Levi, Cristiano, Austynn and a few others sitting at the lunch table. Liam had loaded his tray with pizza, a smuggled hamburger, a Coke he bought and some potato wedges. Levi sat next to him of course, across from Austynn and Cristiano, giggling to themselves and it irritated Liam slightly.
"Wolfram got caught day dreaming in math and the teacher gave him extra homework." Giovanni explained moving his hand over his brown locks of hair, pushing them away from his face and scowled at his brother lightly. Giovanni and Wolfram looked completely different, Giovanni having his hair smoothed back like their father and his skin seemed to gain a little darker olive complexion, no longer pale, showing his Italian heritage, his amber eyes brighter in color and he always had a stern air around him despite being thirteen. Wolfram, on the other hand, wore his blonde hair long to just below his jaw, the middle of his neck area, the color a soft pale gold that went well with his ice blue eyes and pale skin, his Germanic roots sticking out more than his Italian, but the one thing they still shared was their curls.
"Hey! It's no big deal! I slack off in math all the time cause I'm awesome! Und I'm in my Junior year! If I can do it und pass Wolfie can too!" She exclaimed at her end of the table, her visible ruby eye twinkling at the others, her bangs styled down over her right eye and the ends came just below her chin. The silver was startling, at first look, but she grinned and she got a softer edge rather than the stone hard girl who could kick your ass in a heart beat. Liam honestly missed hanging out with her but she spent a majority of her time with Tatiana Braginksy. As if the mention on her in his thoughts, Tatiana looked up, her green eyes dark and blank, her beige hair falling past her shoulders in lock wavy locks and her skin was nearly marble from the snowy conditions of her home lands snowy conditions half the year.
"But you had Tatiana tutoring you though, right? She helped you bring your grades up after all!" Mia inserted with her violet eyes crashing with her elder sister's ruby ones and the silver haired girl looked away. Mia then turned to Wolfram, placing a rather small pale hand on her chest and smiled. "I'll help you, Wolfram. I'll ask Mutter to bring me by your home any time you need help!"
Wolfram, Liam found, turn a rather interesting shade of red that stood out like a neon on his pale coloring. "U-U, grazie!" He stuttered then scratched the back of head and opened his home made lunch of wurst and spaghetti mix, and his cheeks still burned. "I appreciate the thought, Mia. I'll-I'll ask Mama when we get home about setting something up."
"Awesome!" Mia then started eating her salad smiling as Liam looked on and turned to Levi who raised his brows like he was shrugging, Austynn was looking at the pair curiously as possible from his position and Cristiano was grinning at his blushing cousins face. Liam could almost understand why Wolfram blushed so much, as Mia was a very pretty girl with her long dark chestnut brown hair that spilled down in loose waves to the middle of her back, the mole under her mouth that was once a freckle when she was tiny, now rested under her mouth like Austria's and her large violet eyes with her pale skin. She was very pretty for fourteen.
"Oh! That reminds me Liam can you give this to Jolene?" Austynn finally pipped up holding out a dull blue book, no writing on the front, and smiled. "She can't get to these books, being in sixth grade and all, which is weird cause in seventh and up you can get it." Austynn never once flaunted he was in eighth grade to Liam but it felt, strangely, like a tiny dig in his seventh grader pride.
"Sure, I'll be sure to give it to her when we're at home." Liam replied taking the book and tucking it in to his book bag, which looked ready to explode, when Cristiano grinned looking the ever devilish duplicate of his mother. Liam looked up at this and glared at him from behind his glasses. "What."
"Nothing, just that you're bag looks so messy it's about to explode." Cristiano remarked with that taunting smirk that made Liam want to deck his lights out and he gritted his teeth. "Why don't you clean it once in a while, huh?"
It was the tiny snap, the push that sent Liam over the edge. What with Cristiano constantly attached to his cousin's hip, taunting him every time they locked eyes, and his drama at home with his mother along with other teenage shit, he surged to his feet with his chair screeching loudly against the floor. He felt Levi whispering for him not to do it and to sit down but his arm was pulling back while his other hand made work to rip his glasses off his face and tuck them away safely, did he throw his arm he'd pulled back forward and punched Cristiano so hard in the face the Spanish-Italian boy flew backwards chair and all and crashed to the floor. It was like the whole room just hushed quickly, breathes being sucked into tight lungs and held there for fear of breathing. Liam had never fought, never hit anyone in real life up until now, and it made his knuckles throb.
He was going to walk away, shock now rocking him to his core now that the anger was gone, and took a small step back. Austynn looked at Liam's hand and stood up as well, his violet eyes wide. "Liam! You're knuckles are bleeding!"
Liam looked down at his knuckles when he realized the blood wasn't his and he nearly threw up his half eaten lunch when Cristiano pulled himself up, his nose gushing blood and his green eyes dark and cold as emeralds. He rubbed under his nose, a streak of blood on his tanned skin, when he looked up."Figlio di puttana!" Cristiano screamed with new blood forming just a ring around his nostril but he threw himself across the table and tackled Liam to the floor.
He slammed his fists into the blonde's face, blood gushing from Liam's nose like a hose and he punched back kneeing him in the groin hard making the boy scream in pain, tears forming on his dark lashes. He continued slamming his fists wherever while Liam slammed his hands up punching Cristiano in the face hard as he could as they screamed insults at each other in English and Italian, the screams ringing in the room and he noted faintly that Austynn ran off to get help. He swung up and cracked his forehead against Cristiano's hard as he slammed a fist into his cheek and got him off when a teacher came running in. It was his English teacher, , her hazel eyes wide when they hardened.
"Liam Kirkland Cristiano Carriedo get your things and to the principles office! Now!" She roared at the two teens and Liam swallowed tasting blood from his lip, which was split, and his cheek bone throbbed and his eye hurt which would probably bruise up like his forehead and his nose was gushing blood that was pouring down the back of his throat making him gag. He grabbed his bag and his hard blue eyes, like sapphires, clashed with Cristiano's hard green eyes that were like emeralds. He swung his bag on his shoulder, leaving his glasses off and walked out to the principles office. Could this day get any worse?
"Unbelievable. Un. Believable!" England all but shrieked at Liam, hands on his hips and green eyes beyond furious. "What the hell were you thinking? Oh, I know! Just like your father you didn't think!"
"Baby, calm down and-" America started with his hands coming to rest on England's shoulders when the green eyed Brit whipped around shoving a finger in his face cutting off his words just as Spain and Romano entered the office, the secretary behind him. Liam shrank in his seat, glaring at his thighs as Cristiano crossed his arms over his chest looking down as well and Liam wished to dissolve into nothing right then and there.
"I won't calm down!" England shrieked again but in America's face this time, his face red and America caught sight of the shiny film of tears on his eyes. "He was supposed to be better! We raised him better than this! I don't want my son pummeling others because they say the wrong thing! That's not my son!"
Liam felt a knot in his throat, one promising tears, form and he swallowed thickly but found he couldn't get it to go away. It was true, his mother did raise him better and he felt the guilt and shame forming then weighing down on him. He took a peek at Cristiano and found the other peeking at him as well when they both dropped their gazes but Liam could see Cristiano was feeling the same shame and guilt. He noticed Cristiano's father, personification of Spain, clear his throat and he could even see Cristiano's mother, personification of South Italy, appear upset as well as he clenched his jaw softly. It seemed England's words hit close to home for all of them and though he and Spain held a disliking for each other, Spain knew when to step in.
"Eyebro- England, listen. Lo siento for my son, he knows better than to hit back." Spain spoke up drawing England's watery green eyes to his own and Spain took a breath and let it out. "He was wrong to push Liam and he will be writing an apology to Liam, along with a verbal one, and punished when we get home. I will also do this." Spain took another deep breath and spoke after. "I apologize for my idiot son. He had no right going to hurt Liam, who I do like to see when he comes over with Austynn, and he will be grounded for what he did. I can't...I can't say enough but only know we didn't raise him to hurt others because they say the wrong things. We raised him a lot better than that."
Liam stood up then catching the adults' attention when he turned his attention to Cristiano who stood up as well. His left eye was swelling and turning an ugly mess of blue and purple, his lip was cleaned but was swollen due to the cut and and his knuckles burned from the skin splitting open when he punched Cristiano and his ribs hurt from the kneeing to his ribs. He took a breath and though it burned his lip, made his ribs throb, he let it out much like Spain and opened his eyes. It was a clash of blues against greens when Liam finally got his words out. "I'm sorry for throwing the first punch."
"Lo siento for responding." Cristiano replied looking at Liam for a split moment more before they sat down leaving a stunned silence when the principle came sliding in to her seat. She was a strict woman who always kept her brown hair back in a tight bun and her gray eyes missed nothing in their surveillance.
"Thank you, parents, for coming. I have come to the conclusion of the act of punishment the boys should have as neither side is guilt free." She started out folding her hands on her desk with two bright pink slips underneath them and Liam's stomach dropped. "They will be suspended for the next week, five short days. We will gather their work for them to do at home or after school but they are suspended."
"Perfect." America replied nodding when he picked up Liam's bag and gave a hot look to his son. "I'm sure that's like getting a little to close to getting off scotch free so we'll handle the rest of the punishing at home."
"Understood." She nodded then looked at digital clock on her desk then up. "Now, I do have a meeting seeing as I left as they left for a break, but if there's anything not understood now just tell me and I'll call homes after the meeting if that is not to informal of me to do so."
"No, go right ahead." Romano jumped in, his arms crossed over his stomach which was bloated with his third pregnancy. Yes, Romano was pregnant again, in his sixth month, and Spain was worried this strain would get to him but he also picked up Cristiano's bag. "If there's any questions we'll call you." He then grabbed the collar of Cristiano's blazer and tugged him up.
"Alright, then I'll see you boys a week from now." The principle nodded standing up and Liam, with Cristiano, were pulled up again. The seven of them filed out, Romano being first as he was pregnant, then the others spilled out. The boys were pulled from the secretary's office, outside into the barren hall to the front doors. When yanked outside by England Liam stared down as he stumbled a long to the car when he had the pure gall to have and let this one thought form with all the punishments weighing on him.
How much worse could it get?