Tension rose as the two males glared at each other. With an aggressive huff, Alfred immediately stood protectively in front of Madeline arms crossed and standing tall with his chest puffed out. The albino, Gilbert, he wore a cocky smirk. Madeline didn't speak a word, fearing either opponent would attack.
"Hey, I was talking to birdie, not you, annoying American." Gilbert placed his fists on his hips.
"Leave my sister alone you sick bastard!" The serious tone of Alfred's voice startled Madeline only a little, but she knew he was doing whatever he could to keep any sadistic looking guy away.
"Why? A pretty girl should be clinging to an awesome guy like me, not a dumb brother, kesesese"
Those two words always scared the Canadian girl. To her, the phrase 'Pretty girl' is a sign of sick desire from a greedy guy, and those words forced Madeline to back up to the corner trembling. Looking at her surroundings, other boys in the dorm gathered around waiting for something to happen even though they were unaware about what the tension was about. No one seemed to take notice of her. And the two opponents obviously forgot that she was there because fists started flying. One from the albino flew close to her head denting the wall just centimeters away.
"Shit! You little blonde rat, I'll destroy you!" The albino swiftly turned around knocking Madeline over with his shoulder. She crashed against the trash bin that happened to be there to support her fall. The fight trailed off into the middle of the claustrophobic hall. She watched Alfred dodge most of Gilbert's punches.
Growing up in trashed neighborhoods and bad friends Alfred knew every punch the albino threw. He wondered how hard his opponent could throw a punch and let the next one hit him. He noted that the albino needed more practice and smirked. Alfred could easily take him down with a couple swings.
Fists flew as a lot of the teenage boys were cheering on Gilbert. It seemed to Madeline that the albino was known to start fights since most of the students were cheering him on. She watched as Alfred get tossed down receiving a punch to his face. Alfred placed his forearms protecting his face then started laughing.
"Alfred!" Madeline's voice sounded at a regular person's volume. Loud enough for her brother to hear his confident gaze met hers; she smiled.
In an instance Alfred shoved the albino off his chest then giving him a quick strike in the ribs with his knee. It was enough to make Gilbert stagger back and dramatically yell "You broke my ribs!"
With a now cocky grin, Alfred grabbed the whining Albino and tossed him over his head letting him drop with a grunt.
The crowd cheered hoping for another round. Alfred puffed out his chest and crossed his arms declaring himself the winner.
The fight was over as soon as it started. Soon security guards started swarming in. The guards were yelling out orders for everyone stand up against the wall. Gilbert was still lying on the floor groaning as Alfred came up to his sister. "Maddie, you okay? That Nazi didn't try anything with you right?"
"Alf-" She was cut off by the dean's voice.
"And what happened?" he looked over at the twins with a blank face. "Alfred, would you like to explain?"
"Hell yeah! That Nazi bastard tried to get at it with my sister! I was just protecting her!" The blue eyed teen shook his fist.
"Will you come to my office?" The Dean held open the glass doors for the now ranting teen.
"….Okay." The hall lined with boys was quiet. No one spoke. If possible you could hear a feather fall.
Gilbert was put on a stretcher when the nurse arrived. He was hauled off. He looked like a victim saved from some sort of natural disaster, and is now being taken away for a long recovery.
Madeline was forgotten. Everyone was sent back to their rooms and she just stood there wondering if someone would walk up to her asking if she was okay, or if she needed any help. She stared at her 'unfashionable shoes' then realized the pin up posters were still in her arms. She left her lingering thoughts and debated what to do.
Should I go and put this in Alfred's room? Maybe I need to head to the office. I'll just head back to my dorm instead. Madeline was about to push open the glass entrance, then suddenly turned around to Alfred's room. "I'll take these there before I forget."
Quickly walking up to the second floor, she searched for room 79. She passed rooms with loud noises and silence. It sounded like some guys hooked up game counsels in their rooms and invited some friends over. Passing by so many oak doors, she finally made it to a door, with a white board with 'Ludwig Beilschmidt' and 'Alfred F. Jones' written in green. She knocked. A few seconds later the wooden door opened to a cheery girl and a tall scary looking guy.
"Ciao! Vee~"
"H-hell-o." Madeline whispered, she was startled by the tall guy.
"Allo. Is vere something I can help you with?" The tall guy had a thick German accent.
Madeline took a short moment to stare at the couple. She recognized the girl as the happy Italian girl that was bunked a few doors down. 'Are these two…dating?' "Um, I'm M-Madeline Williams. I'm Alfred's tw-in, a-and I-I came h-here to re-return these."
"Oh vell Hallo, I'm Ludwig; I was unaware that Alfred had a twin." Ludwig shook the tiny Canadian girl's hand. The young Italian girl was looking right through Madeline.
"Luddy who you talking too? Why are you talking to the door frame?"
"Daisy, there is someone there. It's my roommate's twin sister. You both are in the same dorm right?" the question was directly aimed at the upset Madeline. She was able to nod in response.
"Oh, hello, I forgot you were there. My name is Daisy!" The Italian girl was way too cheery. It was starting to creep out Madeline. There was an awkward silence.
"W-well look at the time. I'll uh s-see you both around." With a false smile, Madeline gawkily walked away.
-Someone else's point of view-
"Wait, I have to go to class, seriously stop!" The boy pleaded. He had shoulder length brown hair whipping around as he shook his head trying to get away from the person pushing him.
"You will help me" The person pushing the brown haired adolescent had a thick accent. Taller, stronger, and creepier, the brown haired student gave up and followed.
"I thought students were not allowed on the roof?" He turned around to see a sadistic smile and a bad aura. "O-o-or w-we can st-stay."
"Da! So tell me who that girl is. Now"
"Hm?" The brown hair student looked over the roof's edge to where his companion was pointing. Why would he want to know about someone else? And a girl. I always thought some with no feelings would never have a sudden interest. Oh, that must be the new girl from what I heard. Well we are suppose to have new students coming in a couple days ago. "Th-that's th-e new girl."
"And is that all you know?"
"Y-yes."
The creepy teen glared at the other teen, then punching him in the arm while walking away. "You will get more information on 'the new girl'."
It's been hours that felt like days to the little girl. She was entombed in a cramped dark closet for misbehaving. It was boiling hot in the state of California; there was no air conditioning in their again new home, anyone could die from heat stroke. The little girl sat on the dirty baby blue carpet, claustrophobia took effect long ago as she took deep trembling breaths. She was ready to actually kill herself in the closet if she didn't get out anytime soon. The door open. It was dark out. Alfred was thrown in, she was pulled out. "Get ready, I'm taking you with me." Her aunt's voice sounded like a *tenth generation cassette tape.
The feisty woman hastily dunk the dazed Madeline into a tub of cold water. She didn't bother to undress her or anything. The little girl no longer cared, it only numbed her more. Welcoming the frigid water, she submerged herself until her aunt came back seconds later. Pulling her out, she harshly shredded the little girl's clothing. "Hurry and put this on, I don't have all god damn day."
Pulling on the faded blue jeans, Madeline caught a glimpse of her boney legs. She looked like a skeleton. She partially buttoned her red blouse then her aunt shoved a tiny pink back pack into the girl's arms. The sound inside the bag clunk together loudly. Madeline knew what she had to do. Delivery to a greedy guy's house.
"Hey, why are you standing there? Move it!" A girl next to Madeline impatiently tapped her foot. The Canadian looked over at the rude girl. She was obviously British with her accent, and her greens eyes were bitter.
"Oh, I'm sorry." Madeline moved away from the water fountain. She hurried off to find her brother.
Its been forever since I've update... I've been braindead and not really in the mood to do anything. Please review and yaddayadda...
