Student B

by Sketch-Addict

Rowan is a simple teenager living in Germany, taking life as it comes, but when things begin to go way out of whack, both at home and at school, she's going to need the help of all of her friends to help maintain the chaos! Uses Hetalia Human names and there are A LOT of pairings! lol Prussia is one of the more major characters XD

3. The Mornings After

Chapter 3: The Mornings After (3)

(Warning: Shit ass Long Chapter hahaha~ TTATT My fingers hurt~)

Nothing like this ever happened in our family. I mean, my mom was an orphan so she obviously never had a death in her family and my father's family is rather "young" and pretty healthy; well at least as far as I know. Now though, my dad was in trouble and he could probably die or be seriously injured I'd just have to wait and see. The best thing to do though is to keep calm. Yeah, just breathe and don't think too deep into anything when you don't know the details. It's like the cops in those movies who tell the main characters to relax and breathe. I looked at my computer and figured that my pen pal was the best person I could write to and pour my entire soul out to. She wouldn't judge, she had been in situations like this and she understands. And so, I wrote to her.

Hey, Kat! It's Rowan again! Man oh, man, things have been so busy here I think I'm going to just cry! Ugh! When you talk about your brother and sister it seems so cool to have siblings. I don't have any. Haha, I'm so jealous of you! Oops, this is no time for joking! Sorry about that. Um, well, about your brother, since I don't have siblings I wouldn't know what to tell you. But, I think… I think I would tell MY brother that I love him very much and that no matter what happens or where he goes, I'll always be there for him because we're siblings. He's a boy. Of course he keeps secrets. All boys are like that at this age for some strange reason. Maybe it's a way to look cool or something. Haha, I doubt girls will ever know. Even I don't know and I'm always around those babbling monkey men!

Hopefully your brother will be feeling all right. I'm not doing so hot myself. Some girl who thought I was a guy asked me out today and I said no; I felt so bad, Kat! Now all of her friends hate me and everyone thinks I'm a total douche bag! Then after that entire hubbub, I found out my dad got into a car accident. My mom was so freaked out she couldn't even tell me what happened so now, I have to wait, paranoid and going out of my mind! What do you suggest I do? I tried breathing and not thinking about it. I may just go to sleep. I need some rest. Dammit, why does life have to slap people in the face? That's so not cool. I'm sorry I'm kind of throwing all this junk on you, but I needed someone wise to talk to. I already talked to my boss, but he just gave me this weird metaphoric answer. Ugh….

Oh! I almost forgot about your question about the Over Seas program! We just got that program as well! How coincidental is that? That's so cool! Anyways, I actually don't know a lot about it either but next Monday my friends and I are going to the principle's office to ask about the program because we're confused to. My friend was also called up there for some weird reason. Pray for us! Our principle is so scary! L

Your favorite Pen pal, Rowan

I sat there for a moment staring at my email. Life is just creepy when you realize how small the world really is. I couldn't shake this horrible feeling that kept crawling up my spine and made me shiver. I shook my head and sighed out overwhelmed. Getting up from my chair I had realized I was rather hungry and thirsty from my bike ride home. I patted my stomach and trudged down stairs.

"A cheese Danish and some good ol' cranberry juice and then I'll be off to bed." I muttered to myself.

For some reason, I tended to talk to myself quite a lot when I was alone. I found it a bit weird when I would hear myself ask questions and then I would also answer them but then again no one was around so I could be as weird as I'd liked.

Reaching in the fridge for the cold pitcher of cranberry juice I reached on top of our fridge for a cheese Danish in a plastic package. No, they weren't fresh and didn't taste as delicious as a fresh one, but they still tasted delicious. Bread and cheese had to be the best combination of food known to man. Well, that and chunky peanut butter with raspberry jam or Tvorog. Any who, hungrily I opened the bag and pulled out that pastry puppy and took a bite out of it. I grabbed a big glass from the dishwasher and filled it with cranberry juice. I didn't bother to throw away the plastic wrapper to my Danish or put away the pitcher of cranberry juice. In my room I set down the half eaten Danish and the glass of cranberry juice on the nightstand by my bed and I dropped into bed. I sighed out relaxed but then as I breathed in I smelled something horrible. I sprang up and tried to follow it with my nose but had lost the scent. I looked down at my clothes that were muddy and sweaty. I lifted my arm and took a whiff at myself.

"Ah! F-uck…. That smells so….so…horrible…." I cringed and uttered. Springing from bed and running to the bathroom to take a quick hot shower I nearly tripped over a pile of dirty clothes that had accumulated over the week. I'd half to clean that up… soon, or it'll become a bird's cozy nest. Cozy but… would reek of dirt and sweat. I don't think they would really mind though. Do birds even HAVE noses or nostrils for that matter? I would have to ask Kat.

I stood in the shower for what seemed like hours. Every twenty minutes I would turn up the temperature of the water and just stand there. My short hair stuck to the back of my neck and cheeks, my bangs were rather long though when they weren't dry and it stuck to my eye brows and covered more then enough of my eyes. I sighed out, looked up at the showerhead liking the water hit my face but only for a few seconds before I realized the water was burning hot and it was now burning my face.

"Ah! Son of a-!" I winced holding my face.

My face probably looked like red pepper or something. I grumbled rubbing my cheek having had enough time in the damn shower and it was time to get out. Our towels were always fluffy and soft except my dad's. He liked his towel tough feeling and not so fluffy. Maybe they dried out hair and skin more effectively. I would have to ask Kat that too. There was a ringing coming from outside the bathroom door and I bolted out thinking it was my mom texting me what was going on with dad. Sadly, I missed the call because I tripped over the pile of clothes on the floor in my room and fell on the ground. Face plants were definitely no fun! I looked up at my phone on my computer desk and sighed out. I got up steadily trying not to hurt myself anymore.

"Note to self; destroy that pile of clothes with a washing and drying, and don't run in a messy bedroom."

It wasn't my mom that called; it was Ludwig. I sighed and closed my phone figuring I'll just call after I've gotten dressed and comfy. Pj's didn't necessarily exist in my world. I wore anything and everything to go out and to bed. A separation between clothes for home and clothes for going out just didn't register. I would have to ask Kat if that's a disorder or something. I wore a pair of loose straight jeans and a blue t-shirt with a Homestuck grub on it. (John Egbert!) Getting comfy with my computer, my phone and the rest of my Danish and cranberry juice, I called Ludwig to see what was up with him at this hour.

Ring.

Ring.

Rin- "Hello?"

"Hey dude. What's up? You called?"

"Oh, yeah, I did. Well, we did."

"We? Is Gilbert with you or is Feli?"

"Feliciano is here with me. We were just wondering if you would like to hang out this weekend or something. Feliciano is staying over my house the entire weekend and I don't think I could last that long by myself with him."

"Haha~ Oh come one~ He just loves you too much, but I don't know. My dad got into a car crash and it seemed pretty serious. I'll have to ask my parents."

"Rowan, I'm so sorry. I had no idea. Are you okay? Should we come over or something?"

"That's sweet of you two, but nah. I'll just get some sleep and wait for tomorrow. My mom will probably be at the hospital all tomorrow, as well but you know, I should still be home. She's always so worried about my dad and now that he really did get hurt she's probably dying."

"Well, I think it'd be best of you got some sleep. Good night Rowan and call us if anything is wrong, okay? Remember, I have a motorcycle so we can get to your house pretty fast."

"Alright. I'll be sure to call if something is wrong, kay? Goodnight, Ludwig and tell Feli I said goodnight."

"Okay, Goodnight and I will."

Click. I shut it closed and set it on my nightstand thinking for a while and absent-mindedly eating my Danish and drinking some of my juice. I couldn't think of anything in the end and I kept blanking out and before I knew it my Danish and juice were gone. I was disappointed and set my glass down. There was nothing left to do. I should just get some sleep or something. Yeah. Sleep sounded pretty good. I turned off my lamp and lay down on my side hugging a really chunky pillow that felt like I was hugging a real person. I didn't like sleeping with people too much at sleepovers and etc but pillows that felt like people was what made me fall asleep at night.

I fell fast asleep, my face smothered in the back of my pillow and my mind drifted away into darkness. On occasion, I wouldn't have any dreams and that was usually when I slept horribly, but even though I was having a tough day, I dreamt. Somewhere in my mind, I was at peace, so I guessed. I didn't or I still don't...know where in my mind I was at peace, but I'm glad that at least something was.

The dream I had was indeed a weird one. I can't remember all of it, but the most I remember were all the colors in the background. The colors were smudged and smeared but it was still beautiful to look at. It was almost like looking at a never-ending painting. There were blues and yellows, greens and smudged circles of brown that seemed to be the center of the yellow that would explode out into the blueness. It was remarkable to see all in all. The strange thing about this dream was, there was faint singing and from time to time purple smudges would appear at the bottom of the smeared background but they would disappear into the long stalks of green and dark greens as if it were playing hide and go seek with me. I would try to yell a 'hello?' but my voice was always over powered by the faint singing. I couldn't get any of the words or the melody even though I would listen to it for what seemed like hours. I tried with all my might to remember the melody but simply couldn't.

In the morning, it drove me insane, but I tried not to think so hard about it. In order not to forget it, I wrote every detail down that I could remember and had put together a quick picture with a scratch sheet of paper and some Crayola colors I found laying around. After finishing, the tiredness hit me again and I trudged right back to sleep. I collapsed over onto the bed again only having energy to cover myself with my covers and pull my pillow close. I sighed and closed my eyes.

I had no idea what time it was, nor did I care. I had no idea whether my mom and dad were home or it was just my mom. At this very moment, I didn't give a damn about that either. I slipped into deep sleep again and didn't wake up for a long time. Apparently, the first dream I had took all my brain power to conjure up so my brain was pooped and didn't make me another dream on my second trip into darkness. Ironically, I slept pretty well though, which goes against what usually happens when I don't have dreams. When I did wake up, it was a bit warmer in the room and it was brighter. It smelled like the middle of the day. Slowly sitting up, cracking my back and a few places in my lower torso I grabbed my glasses and slid them onto the bridge of my nose. I blinked and rubbed my eye lazily yawning. I looked at my FutureDaveSprite (homestuck, again) alarm clock and blinked at it. It was three in the afternoon. I blinked in amazement and grabbed my FutureDaveSprite alarm clock by the body and held it a bit close to get a better look at the time. I nodded slowly verifying that I wasn't reading the clock wrong and set it back down.

I didn't get up from bed for a while and just sat there lazy. I looked around and then wanting to figure out whether my mom was home or not, I called for her as loudly as possible. There was no answer; she probably wasn't home yet. Reaching over to my phone to see if I had gotten any messages or phone calls I flipped it open. My eyes widened, there were more text messages and phone calls then I had expected. Fifteen calls from mom, ten text messages from mom, three text messages from Ludwig, four missed calls from Feli and one from Gilbert.

"O…kay… I guess I'll start with mom." I breathed out, clicking the call button on my phone.

It had turned out that dad suffered two broken ribs, and a collapsed lung. I was horrified that it turned out to be so much worse then I had expected. He would have to stay in the hospital for a while. My mom was still crying as she talked to me on the phone and she was still kind of freaking out even though by now, he was stabilized. I was freaking out to, but I was more relieved then before, now that I know he's going to be okay. Oh man, what the heck are we going to do?

After talking to mom, she had said that dad was asleep and she would stay there a bit longer. The best thing for me to do was go out with friends to settle my nerves down a bit. I wanted to see dad, but he was sleeping and he would be sleeping for approximately three more days or so. I sat there a bit baffled and then I cried. I guess I cried because I was so happy he was going to be okay. I couldn't help notice that after I had cried I suddenly felt that a load was lifted from my shoulders. I tried hard not to worry about dad. He had always said that "'Worrying wasn't good for anything except causing wrinkles'", but in the end I guess I was worrying. I sighed out and ruffled my hair trying to make up my mind. After a bit of thinking though, wiping my tears away every five seconds and blowing my nose, I decided to call up Ludwig and Feli. I might as well take them up on their offer and have some sort of brain relaxer.

"Hey."

"Hey, is there something wrong?"

"No, just…"

"You sound nasally. Are you sure?"

"Yeah. I just sneezed that's all. Anyways, um, is there any way possible that I could squeeze into your schedule tomorrow?"

"Yeah, of course. We'll pick you up and then go out for gelato. Feliciano said he was in the mood for it and I…kind of like it to."

"Great. Thanks Ludwig."

"No problem."

Click.

Cool, so going out for ice cream. That'll be fun, right? I sprung up from bed with bed hair that made me look like a relative to the dancing Cockatoo. I went to my closet and looked through all my clothes to see what was comfy for me to wear today. I decided to go with a white t-shirt that had Dave's signature record disk on it (yet again another Homestuck reference) and some red jean shorts with a pair of rather beat up matching Converse I've had for awhile. I may not really have a boundary between pajamas and going-out clothes, but matching was the one thing that I had to do; other wise I would have gone crazy. It's a huge pet peeve of mine. The bathroom tile was freezing from not being used all day and I refused to go in there until I found a good pair of shin lengthed socks. I needed socks anyway if I wanted to put my shoes on.

Wearing my ever so needed socks that were hiding under my bed I shuffled to the bathroom to tame the bird on my head and comb it down to a simple newspaper boy style I had always found quite nice.

"Oh man…I'm still kinda tired…" I spoke out mid-yawn still combing my hair.

I stood in front of the mirror combing for twenty minutes before my hair had finally given in and I had my amazingly simple hair cut. I had begun to wonder lately if I was ever going to look like Haruhi from 'Ouran High School Host Club'. Man, that'd be funny. I set down the brush for a moment and grabbed my contact lenses case to put my contacts in. It was a grueling five minutes, but I succeeded! Pulling any excess hair from the comb and tossing it in the trash I shuffled out and pulled my shoes on not bothering to tie them and then walked down stairs. In the distance there was a loud buzzing sound. It sounded almost like a speeding car. I laughed.

"That'd be them alright."

I grabbed my sweater, with my phone, keys, a dark pair of shades and my wallet. As the car approached I waved and it came to an abrupt stop in front of my porch. I flinched thinking about the poor car breaks. Feli shoved half his body out of the window waving his hello and blowing a kiss. I face palmed.

"Don't be blowing kisses! Ludwig might find out about all the nights we spent together!" I laughed.

Feli winked, "It's gunna be okay! He'll never find out!"

Ludwig put his forehead to the steering wheel, "Dummkopf, get in the damn car."

I giggled, but I didn't know if I was supposed to hop in the back or the front. Feli was in the back so…did this mean I had to stay in the back to? I narrowed my eyes at this and stood there questioning where I would go.

"What'd wrong with you? Do you not know how to open a car door? Don't worry… Cars don't bite." Ludwig said quite flatly.

I shook my head, "No, no; it's just, where do I go?"

Ludwig raised his eyebrow, "Um, anywhere is fine, really."

Feli giggled, "Ludwig said I couldn't go in the front because he said that I distracted him to much from the road when I would kiss him! Ah~ He was so cute when he said it~! I wish he was that cute all the time~"

I raised my eyebrows at Ludwig. He grew a bright red. He took off his seatbelt and lunged from his seat to Feli.

"You fucking idiot! Idiot! Idiot! Idiot! You don't say that stuff and it's not true! Improper! Improper!" Ludwig yelled, choking and shaking the poor Italian boy.

"Woah! Woah! Don't kill him!" I ran around the car yelling and opened up the back seat trying to pry Ludwig's hands off him.

Ludwig eventually stopped and was huffing, his face turning from red to pink to blue. You could almost see the blue lines above his head. He ran his hands along his hair to re-pull it back noticing that a few strands of hair had escaped the strong hold of his blond hair. I closed the car door and buckled my seat belt. I buckled Feli's seatbelt as well and patted him gently as his soul was trying to come back to his body and be among the living again. Poor Feliciano. Luckily, the time Feli was back into his happy and light mood singing about pasta and bratwurst we had made it back to town and were driving down a small villa filled with shops for a few blocks. It was the weekend so everything was bustling with people.

"Wow~ I haven't been here in awhile. I almost forgot how busy this place could get!" I said as I stared out in awe with my head sticking out the window.

Feli giggled, "There's been a change or two to the villa to!"

I looked at him, "Huh? Like what?"

He smiled pointing a finger at me, "You know that Pool Supply store that was on the corner next to the Kyle's Art Store? Well, it closed down and now it's a charm store! It's so awesome! Everyone loves going there!"

"A charm store? We have to go! We have to go!" I squealed excitedly.

By now, the confusion of my dad getting hurt and what we were going to do with one family member having one foot in the door had whisked itself away to the back of my mind. My stomach gurgled as I squealed and everything grew silent. Feli gasped and stared at me.

"Did you eat lunch yet?" His big brown eyes seemed to peer into my very stomach.

I gulped, "Uh…um…er….Well~" I scratched the back of my head not finding any words to explain that erupting noise in my stomach.

"We have to eat lunch! Ludwig! Drive to the Italian restaurant on Main Street!" Feli spoke with determination…er… well…. determination of SORTS.

Ludwig made a quiet turn onto Main Street and parked next to a voodoo store that was stationed on the very corner of Main Street. Once parked we all got out and stretched liking the warm sun on our faces. We looked around see what direction the restaurant was.

Feli pointed happily, "There it is! There it is!"

He ran to it a lot more excited about it then I was. Ludwig sighed out and just followed. I walked next to Ludwig and watched every time Feli greeted the waiters he knew and didn't know. Kissing them on their cheeks and waved to daily customers there as well.

"Pasta eating buffoon. How did the government ever let him into this country in the first place?" Ludwig sighed out heavily.

I nudged him, "Hey, don't say that. He loves you; isn't that all that counts?" I smirked.

Ludwig stopped walking turning a bright red, "W-What are you talking about? W-We are merely friends! He doesn't love me and I don't to him!"

"Yes he does, and you love him to, silly." I chuckled fixing my sweater on my shoulders.

There was a silence and neither one of us spoke for a minute or two.

Ludwig could only speak quietly and spew mutters of sentences I couldn't decipher when he finally spoke up, "I don't love him like that. That's…wrong, or at least that's wrong when put in between him and I."

I frowned slightly, "Don't be stupid, man. It's not wrong. You like him. Admit it."

He gritted his teeth and stopped, he pointed at me angrily, "STOP IT. I. DON'T. LIKE. HIM."

I simply rolled my eyes at him; "You're lying to yourself now."

'SHUT UP! You don't know anything! You never knew anything! So stop butting into business that was never your own! I don't like him and that's final!"

I blinked and jolted slightly as he yelled. Feli from the restaurant could have recognized Ludwig's voice anywhere and came jogging over with a frown.

"W-What's going on guys? I-I thought we were havin' fun! Why are you guys arguing?" He only could whimper worriedly and stare at the situation.

Ludwig's frown deepened, "Feliciano, go back to the restaurant and order us a damn table." Ludwig said sternly then looked at him, "Stop messing around as well or there will be no dinner tonight."

Feli cried out, "I'm so sorry Ludwig! I didn't mean to u-upset you!"

He teared up and began to run but then looked back saddened. With one annoyed look from Ludwig though, Feli continued to run back to the restaurant and do what Ludwig told him to do. I was angry now, but I didn't want to argue in public anymore.

"Fine. It's your life. Not mine." I spoke bitterly and walked hurriedly to the restaurant. Feli was siting at a booth and waved to me hesitantly. I sat next to him and patted his hair gently.

"You okay? I'm sorry you had to be a victim in that situation."

"It's quite alright~ Ludwig will soon let go of it and he'll love me again for sure." Feli spoke happily wiping a tear away with his sleeve.

"Yeah…He'll love you again." I smiled trying to make him feel better.

Feli looked at me with a questionable look though, "What were you guys fighting about anyway?"

"…..Stuff. It's something stupid. Don't worry about it." I spoke, unsure of whether it was best to tell him or not.

Then, Ludwig walked in the restaurant door and didn't say anything as he sat down on the opposite booth from both Feliciano and I. Feli stared at him and you could just see it in his face that his heart dropped the moment he realized that Ludwig was ignoring both him and I. Feli asked to get out from the booth and I gladly slid out. I thought he was going to run to the bathroom to mope or cry, but he walked around the table and sat next to Ludwig wrapping both his arms around Ludwig's big arm. Ludwig still ignored him.

I stared and suddenly realized I was staring and shook my head. "I-I need to…go to the bathroom. Excuse me."

I left to the bathroom down the hall, but I quickly turned back and dove behind the clerk's counter. I needed to see this. Yes, I was being extremely nosey, but I had to know that I wasn't talking out of my ass about the whole love thing. The clerk stared at me oddly as I hunched over hiding behind the counter staring out at the table in front. I put my finger on my lips and hushed him, he decided to ignore me and continue with his job. So, there I stood, hunched and being a peeper.

"Why are you angry at me, Ludwig~?" Feliciano questioned worried.

There was no answer from Ludwig. He just pretended to study the menu.

"Ludwig…What were you and Rowan arguing about? I wanna know. I wanna know, so tell me. Please tell me." Feli begged quietly.

Even if it was a 'no' to his question, Feli wanted his acknowledgement at the least.

"P-please talk to me. I want yo-you to talk to me." That was when Feli began to cry. "W...hy... wo-won't...you-you talk to m...me?"

He let go of Ludwig's arm and turned away from him slightly, hiding his face in his arms. He cried for a few minutes when Ludwig slammed down his menu.

"FELICIANO." Ludwig spoke sternly.

Feliciano sprung up still crying. Ludwig sighed out and grabbed a napkin. He grabbed Feli's chin and began to wipe his tears away. Feli blinked, shocked.

Ludwig mumbled as he did so then spoke loud enough for Feli to hear him, "Crying is rude in public. Don't do it anymore."

Feli nodded slowly then after Ludwig set down the napkin and scoffed. Feli gave him a huge hug and kissed his cheek keeping his nose nuzzled against his. Ludwig blinked and his cheeks grew rosey red.

"Feli…ciano… d-don't do that in public…either." He muttered under his breath.

Feli laughed quietly and kissed his ear whispering into it lovingly.

"W-What are you saying? I…I don't speak Italian, remember?" Ludwig stuttered setting a hand on Feli's arm that wrapped around his big shoulders.

Feli smiled and whispered his words again; Ludwig finally understanding turned his head to Feli and smiled for the first time all day.

"I love you to and…I'm so sorry for how I treated you. I should have never done that to you. I was just angry." He said quietly.

Feli forgave him with out a second thought and continued to nuzzle him while Ludwig let him be and rubbed Feli's arm in a sort of acknowledgement to the love Feli was giving him.

I covered my mouth as I watched. I knew it! But no matter how right I was…I forced something on Ludwig that I shouldn't have and I was being a total douche. I sighed and nodded. I really am a piece of crap. I sneaked away quietly and opened up my phone to call Gilbert.

"Hey Gil! What's up? Ah, I'm sorry I didn't answer the phone, I slept till REALLY late today. Yeah….yeah…..Oh! Wanna meet up later? I'm at the villa~! Okay~ see you in a few then!" I spoke on the phone as I walked out as to give a red signal to my two friends who were each other's secret lovers.

Just like I thought, Ludwig and Feli… or just Ludwig stopped being lovable and went back to studying the menu like nothing had happened. Feli hung on his arm smiling happily. I hung up the phone and sat down quietly. I ahem'ed clearing my throat, but not saying anything to them pretending I was still the same as before and that I hadn't seen anything.

"Who was that?" Feli asked smiling.

"Oh~ It was Gilbert. He wants to hang out with us because he doesn't want to be stuck at home all day."

Ludwig rolled his eyes, "Great, the last thing I wanted was for my bigger brother to spend the afternoon with us. He draws too much attention to himself."

"Aw~ Ludwig~! Gilbert's a pretty cool guy! It'd be fun if we all could hang together, you know?" Feli spoke, trying to be more positive.

He merely grumbled. I sighed out and rested my chin in my hand.

"Let's just order a giant pizza. It's cheaper and it'll fill everybody up, hm?" I said now holding my tummy because I was really hungry.

"Yeah~ Let's do that!" Feli bounced in his seat and tugged on Ludwig to answer us.

"Fine. Pick whatever you want." He grumbled annoyed.

"Yes! Come to my belly Hawaiian pizza!" I laughed out.

As we ordered and ate our pizza we had all eased up again and I eventually apologized. Ludwig apologized as well even though he didn't need to. Feli still stayed pretty clueless and just shoved his face with pizza and was now ordering a second plate of penne pasta. We sat there for maybe an hour and half talking and laughing when Gilbert came. We didn't notice him at first until Feli sniffed the air and looked at Ludwig.

"Do you smell that?" He questioned tugging at Ludwig's sleeve.

Ludwig sniffed the air, "That smell…"

I sniffed the air but couldn't smell anything but Italian food and the smokey scent of a burning cigar in the smoking section of the restaurant.

"It's the air of a someone who's too cocky and self enriched by himself to see straight…Gilbert." Ludwig finished as he sniffed the air.

I stared at them oddly, my mouth ajar at how dramatic these two were acting. Gilbert wasn't that cocky! He can be humble at ti-

"Sup babe. I saw you eyeing me. My names Gilbert, don't go wearing it out now." Gilbert spoke slyly as he grabbed the sleeve of a waitress that passed him.

He chuckled and slipped a card with his number on it in the pocket of her uniform vest. She stared at him oddly before snatching her sleeve away from his grasp and made a disgusted look in his direction walking away angrily. Not making a scene at her job was probably the best thing she could have done. I blinked and had to cover my mouth to prevent any further giggles. In the end, everything boiled up and over my brain-pot and I pointed to him.

"REJECTION!" I laughed out.

Gilbert blinked and clenched his hand into a fist, "Kyah! I'll show you rejection, twerp!"

He marched over and grabbed me by the head and put me in a headlock with a rough noogie.

"Taste the revenge! Taste it!" He shouted.

Ludwig couldn't do anything but hide his face in shame. By now people were beginning to stare, soon they'd complain and get us kicked out.

"Gah! You-You'll get us in-in trouble! Ow! Ow! Let-Let go dammit!" I whined and stomped.

"Let her go brother. Please. Sit down and have lunch with us." Ludwig spoke humbly and politely.

Gilbert perked up from trying to make me go bald, "Food?"

He let go of me then shoved me over on the booth and sat down rubbing his hands together. He licked his lips and grabbed a piece of pizza chowing down without another word. I rubbed my head gently and nudge his side as hard as I could. Luckily, he hadn't developed man abs yet so he was still pretty pudgy, and soft enough to bruise. He made a sort of 'oof' sound and nearly choked on his pizza.

"Bastard. When I grow old and I begin to bald I'm blaming your ass on it and I'm making you pay for a wig." I muttered, my head still hurting.

"Keskeskes~ don't be such a stick in the mud. I was playing! Ah…my side…." He groveled.

Feli laughed, "Silly Gilbert~ Rowan has the strongest elbow ever!"

He pointed to the sky waving a fork full of pasta and then he shoved it in his mouth and chewed making cute sounds of his satisfactory with the pasta.

Ludwig asked for the check and pulled out his wallet. I pulled out mine as well waiting for the check.

"Hey…I just noticed…What's…with that Homestuck getup?" Gilbert questioned pointing at me.

Yes, Gilbert knew Homestuck very well. He was the one who got me to read it and by all the stuff I could on it.

I scoffed, "It's cosplay week nation-wide."

He gasped, "You remembered! My pupil! You've grown so much!"

He hugged me, tears streaming down his face. I blinked through this "teacher-student" hug.

"Sensei! But who are you suppose to be dressed as? I can't recognize it." I said a bit ashamed.

He gasped again, "My pupil! It's from the show we watched religiously together in middle school! I'M SUPPOSE TO BE SPIRIT FROM SOUL EATER! Kyah! You deserve a SHINIGAMI CHOP!"

I gasped, "No! No! Please don't! I beg you!"

Ludwig and Feli sat there not having a clue what we were talking about. Ludwig scoffed as loud as we could. I stopped begging and looked at him, Gilbert had his attention caught as well and Feli and Ludwig both shook their heads.

"Weirdos."

We stuck out our tongues and crossed our arms. At that moment a waitress brought the check but with it the card that Gilbert had given the waitress he talked to earlier had also appeared. Gilbert gapped and looked up at the waitress. So did the rest of us. It was the SAME waitress from earlier and she was holding a huge carving knife. She raised her arm up and slammed down the knife right square in the center of the card. The knife stood straight up, wedged into the table. We all jolted, especially Gilbert. The waitress cursed in Spanish so fluent and fast that it almost sounded like gibberish.

"Ever try to make a move on me like that again and I'll cut off your sausage German boy." She spat angrily with a slight accent in her voice (which mad eit sound quite luscious)at Gilbert then looked to the rest of us, "The chef says his hellos, but for sexual harassment you have to pay extra tip. You can't do that around here for FREE."

She walked away without saying another word. I broke out into laughter as Gilbert shook uncontrollably, his teeth chattering and his face turning a shade of blue from fear. Ludwig sighed out frustrated, knowing he was going to pay the extra tip and would refuse to let his friend pay the tab because it was his/Feli's treat.

Gilbert shook his head rapidly, "I'm outta here! People in this damn restaurant are fucking weirdos."

He scooted out from the booth but I grabbed his arm finally catching my breath and wiping a tear away with my sweater sleeve.

"Wait…ah…wait, buddy~" I sighed out smiling.

He rolled his eyes, "You nimrod."

Ludwig shook his head, "Go on without us. It'd be best if my brother wasn't here. For all we know, that woman could come back with a flame thrower."

Gilbert gulped wide eyed and rushed out of there dragging me as well, "Meet us at the charm shop!" I yelled and continued to be dragged out.

Ah, Gilbert and women was always a fantastic sight to witness. He always had a certain way with women. He seemed to bring out the ugly, wild, ape side of them.

"Man! Now THAT, was a fuckin' riot!" I patted his shoulder roughly.

"Shut up, not like you can do any better!" Gilbert spoke out.

"….Dude…I'm a chick. Of course I can't." I crossed my arms saying and raised my eyebrow at him.

"Oh yeah? Well, let's just say you weren't a chick~ Do you think you can do better?" He questioned, a smile spreading across his face.

"….If…I wasn't….a girl? Um…" I pondered.

There's no way I could do any worse then Gilbert did! But…can I do any better? I…don't know... Dammit.

"….Yes, I…can" I spoke hesitant at first then kind of shaped myself into it, "Shit, a mule can do better then you! I can have girls kissing the sidewalk I'm walking on by the time I'm through!"

"Woah! Someone's cocky. Then, come on, show me that you've got what it takes!"

He pushed me towards a bunch of girls sitting in front of a fancy caffe. Judging by their expensive clothes and designer handbags they were probably from a private school near by. I thanked the lord (no pun intended) that they weren't from my school but I was still nervous and I usually tried avoiding girls.

"M-Me? G-Go over…t-there?" I gulped.

Gilbert laughed, "Yes! You were so confident a second ago! Go on! Show me you aren't a little lying twerp!"

I pulled at the collar to my shirt and began to walk shakily then stopped and shut my eyes not wanting to go over there. I was terrified. What the heck are you scared for? They're just girls! You confront them all the time! Snap out of it! You're a girl to! Act cool! You know how to do it! Go on! Win the hearts of those dumb prep girls and get on with your life! Think Kaname from Vampire Knight. Think Kaname. Think Kaname! Kaname! Kaname! My eyes opened and ran my fingers through my bangs to make them slightly fluffier and curled over the rest of my hair at the ends. I practiced a voice for myself, soft, kind and silky or somewhat silky. Kaname was a perfect example and I always tried to copy his voice because his flirty, vampireness was just so funny that most of his lines made me want to say them.

"Stop being a pussy and go on!" Gilbert shouted from behind.

I walked forward confidently, right up to the girls. I can do this! As I strode down the worst happened! While walking, I guess I was walking too fast and I had tripped over the shoelaces I hadn't tied this morning. I ate pavement and teared up as I felt the sting of my knee. Gilbert flinched at this and was going to jog to help me up but realized that the girls had noticed that I had fell and were looking at me. While I had fell my phone slid from my pocket and slid across the floor under the girls' table. They looked in my direction.

"Woah. Are you like…okay there, guy?" One said with a summer hat and a matching dress.

"He really ate the pavement there! I hope he's okay!" Another said in blue flowy dress.

They all stood up and came to help; one of them grabbing my phone off the floor as well. I sat on the pavement and scoffed trying to hold back a small whimper. I was a total wuss with these things. They all kneeled down.

"You okay there?" A blond girl asked, handing me my phone.

"I-I'm…" My voice had gone high.

I stopped and ahemed trying to strain it.

"I'm fine…t-thank you." I spoke grabbing my phone and putting it in my pocket.

They helped me up and led me to their table to sit down.

"Ah… thank you so much." I sighed out looking at my knee.

They all smiled and said it wasn't a big deal. Then as the minutes passed it went smoothly. By the end of our conversation and bidding my farewells I had gained the numbers to six girls and requests to dances and fairs that were coming up.

I walked away waving good bye and smiling sweetly. I walked back to Gilbert who was now standing with Ludwig and Feli. Ludwig was tapping his foot with his arms crossed. Feli was surprised and confused and Gilbert just pointed at me angrily.

"This proves nothing twerp!" He shouted.

I laughed, "It proves everything!"

"You always said it wasn't good to do those types of things and yet here you are being influenced by my brother to do these things." Ludwig lectured.

I shook my head, "Don't worry about it! I was just proving Gilbert wrong that's all! Besides, they'll forget me in no time!"

Feli just stood there confused and couldn't put two and two together till he finally gave up and looked at Ludwig, "Can we go to the charm shop now?"

Ludwig nodded and patted his head, "Ja. Let's go." He began to lead Feli in the opposite direction to the charm shop. Gilbert and I followed right behind Feli and Ludwig to the charm shop.

"Aw, don't be so down in the dumps, Gilbert. I'm pretty sure that girl was just having a bad day and wasn't in the mood to be hit on by a REALLY attractive guy."

Gilbert sniffed, "R-really?"

"Yeah! You're awesome!" I smiled.

He sniffed a bit more, "Y-you're probably right. Yeah! You are right! I am awesome!"

I smiled, "See? Now don't worry about it."

I patted his shoulder and just like that he was back on his feet again. I laughed at this and he ran up next to Ludwig to bug him about something. I walked slower then they did and watched them from behind. Although Gilbert was the bigger brother, Ludwig was still much taller, stronger and more mature then Gilbert was. It was a bit weird, but if I had two men beefed up with testosterone or two men as "awesome" as Gilbert was I don't think I would have survived. Feliciano? He was perfected the way he was. Sure, he was very lazy and a glutton, but he was still sweet and kind to everyone whether it was out of cluelessness or not. He didn't know how to tie his shoes or do a lot of his math homework most of the time, but we all could live with that. While thinking about the friends I had known since the beginning of middle school, I hadn't realized that the charm shop was right across the street. Feli had grabbed my attention and when I looked over at the shop I blinked amazed. I grabbed Ludwig and Gilbert's sleeves (Feli hanging onto Ludwing and skipping along) and jay walked across the street to get to the store. When we walked in, the air smelled of paints and clay. It was warm, but the nice kind of warm you'd find on a breezy day in summer. The store wasn't big or very modern. There were just shelves and shelves of figures small and big (cute or more realistic) all grouped together by their similarities. Some weren't clay at all, they could have been charms made of stuffing and cloth, yarn as well, or glass, metal was just as popular as yarn, very few were plastic though. The people inside ranged from little kids in there sixes to elderly men and women looking for spirit charms or good luck charms for themselves. The owner greeted us, a man in his thirties who wore overalls covered in paint specks and splotches of all kinds. We all began to search the shelves, Gilbert looking to.

I stared at all of them. They were all really cool and I think I just wanted to spend my entire bank account in this shop. Feli and Ludwig surfed the shelves and looked in all the groups. While Feli was looking in the food charms for Italian foods he recognized Ludwig drifted away to the counter and whispered something to the clerk/owner and then the clerk pointed to a shelf near the front of the store. Ludwig thanked him and walked that way. Feli blinked at Ludwig leaving to another shelf, but guessed he had gotten bored of looking at food. He didn't mind and continued looking through them all.

Gilbert and I were indeed looking through some manga charms when he had picked a few out from this one shojo-ai* he was watching. He completely denies the fact that he's such a softy for soap operas and shojos as well as the –ai's (the ones that are either HILARIOUS like Ouran or really meaningful and heartfelt like Inuyasha(?); none of that sappy, cliché crap). I rolled my eyes and picked a Pokemon miniature doll of a Snorlax. I didn't really want anything else till Gilbert looked over at the shelf across the manga and there were flowers and birds of all kinds lined up. They were painted beautifully and sculpted to the very brim of realism. We looked at them all. I would have bought one, but I was looking for charms I could put on my keychain and I think I would ruin the art piece if I used it as a key chain.

"Oh! Look at this one~! This one is really cool and it looks pretty cute, but…it's so depressing and stuff!" Gilbert exclaimed pointing at a small statue of a small pudgy-face boy in layers of clothing, his cheeks and nose a pinkish hue from the cold he was in. He seemed poor and sad. I picked it up and looked at his expression running a finger over his forehead that showed beneath his big hat, that kept his head warm, all the way down to his nose and his cute chin that hid slightly behind a big, holey and worn scarf. I liked it and took it.

"Why would you want something like that? It's so depressing and sad~" Gilbert questioned staring at me as I curiously inspected the figure as I walked to the clerk to buy my two new prized possessions.

"Because, to me it shows so much emotion from the artist and to me it also expresses that not every story has a happy ending."

Not every story has a happy ending….you know?

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