(c)Hetalia - Himaruya Hidekaz
"Hey, have you heard about how the city's trying to tear down that old hotel outside of town?"
"Again? What is this, their fifth time?"
"Seventh. Whenever they try to start, things start happening and the workers run off in fear!"
"That place's been abandoned for over 10 years. Do you think... it's really haunted like the rumors say?"
"Only thing that can explain all the creepy stuff scaring everyone away."
Xiang sighed at the rumor he overheard on the way to class. So, the city was trying to tear down his old home once again, probably going to fail once again as well. When the 15 year old boy arrived in his classroom, he immediately took his seat. His eyes wondered to the windows every once in a while at the view of the town. His school was right in the middle and his classroom was on the top floor.
Xiang continued to stare out into the distance, autumn colors brightly glowing against the gray clouds. Passed the colorful baring trees was the old hotel his family used to own 13 years ago. Back in the days of his grandparents and their grandparents, the hotel used to be completely booked. Sadly, over the years, newer hotels were build while his family's stayed the same. It eventually lost all its business and he and his family had to move out. Xiang always wanted to go back, but never had the chance.
"Xiang, guess what!?" Xiang's good friend Peter yelled, popping up all of a sudden. He snapped the Chinese teen out of his thoughts. "My cousin got his license renewed!"
Xiang stared blankly back at Peter's cheerful face. "Okay, no offense or anything, but why did you share that with me?"
"He said the second he gets it renewed, he'll be all over the road again and said he'd be willing to drive me and a friend, that's you, anywhere!" Peter excitedly answered.
"Anywhere...?" Xiang repeated, now paying attention. Peter nodded his head at him. "After school?"
"Sure, why not?" Peter said with a shrug. "He's been dying to drive again. And it is Friday."
Xiang thought about his chance of seeing the old hotel again. "And no questions?"
Peter raised a thick brow. "Um, I guess not. You know my cousin."
Xiang nodded slowly before perking up. "Wait, isn't your cousin 19? If his license's been expired for a while, why didn't he just renew it right away?"
"He got in trouble or something and my aunt and uncle's punishment for him was no renewal," Peter muttered. Xiang didn't say anything more.
After school that day, Peter's cousin, Alfred, was picking up the young English teen. So when school ended, Peter dashed to his American cousin's car with Xiang following behind. "You're taking us some place!"
"Wait, what?" Alfred yelled out his confusion.
"You said the second you go your license back, you'd drive me and a friend anywhere we want," Peter re-explained.
"Oh..." Alfred very vaguely remembered saying that exact conversation, but it didn't hurt. "Sure, hop into the hero-mobile!" Peter hopped into the passenger seat as Xiang took the back. "So, where are we headed?"
"Xiang?" Peter asked his friend, turning to face him.
"Just head east on 10th. I'll tell you when to stop," Xiang answered.
"Alrighty then!" Alfred drove as instructed.
Throughout the ride, Peter and Alfred conversed normally while Xiang kept quiet. The Chinese teen was staring out at the autumn scenery once again, oblivious to whatever the two were saying. They had driven for a while and Alfred was starting to get confused.
"Hey, man, did we pass wherever it is we're going?" Alfred called back to Xiang.
"Nope," Xiang measly answered, still looking out the window.
"Dude, we've been driving for a while and we're heading out of town now," Alfred nervously said. His cousin's friend always seemed to unnerve him.
"Yep."
Alfred went rigid, just about to stop the car altogether. "Xiang, where are we going? I just got my license back and I'm not losing my baby again," he said sternly yet panicky. He never wanted to be one to rain on anybody's parade, that was his older cousin's job, but Xiang and Peter were minors.
"Stop right here," Xiang said suddenly, making Alfred step on the brakes. The car squeaked when it stopped.
The Chinese teen opened the car door and stepped out after thanking Alfred for the ride. Peter and Alfred looked out the window, seeing the abandoned hotel that sparked endless rumors.
I've been in a very writey mood lately and wanted to start this one. I have way too many out to keep up with now...