The hours passed by one by one as the class periods passed as well. Alice sat in the front for everyone of them, and sat straight in a vertical position; giving her absolute attention to each of her professors. All except for one period where she sat in the third row, Kiku on her right, and an empty chair on her left. Only it was no longer empty. Fore the seat was now taken by the new American foreign exchange student, Alfred F. Jones.
Alice ignored him pointedly, while he sent her death glares the entire class period. At one point the teacher called on him, but he failed to answer because he hadn't been paying attention. The professor then turned to Alice for the answer.
At his call, she stood tall (as tall as she could) and proudly and opened her mouth to give her answer.
"Napoleon returned from exile in year 1815 and returned to Paris on March 20th of that same year. Quickly gaining favor and support of the French people, Napoleon marched into the battle of Waterloo on June 18th where he was defeated by the seventh coalition, led by Britain and Prussia."Alice answered beaming with pride.
"Thank you, Alice. Jones, perhaps you could learn a few things about paying attention from her." The teacher told him.
A few giggles sounded, causing Alfred to blush and his glare to deepen in its spot on the side of her head. Alice once again continued to ignore him, jotting down notes instead. Once class ended, the American bolted out the door, while Alice and Kiku gathered their things at their leisure and left together. Alfred stood waiting outside the classroom door and managed to trip Alice when she walked out the door, sending her into Kiku's arms.
"Are you okay, Alice-chan?" He asked.
"Yes..." She grumbled. Quickly she snapped up and whipped around to face the twit who tripped her.
"What's your problem?" She hissed at the taller student.
"Nothing much. Just your bad attitude." He retorted with a sneer.
"My bad attitude? Your the one who ran me down and just now tried to trip me."
"Not my problem that your weak and helpless."
"Oh no." Kiku muttered to himself.
Alice felt her anger rise up and boil over as she clenched her first and forced herself to remain somewhat calm. She grinned somewhat evily at him as an idea for payback came to her mind.
"You can kiss your skateboard goodbye... Because I am here by confiscating it for seven more days. You can bring your parents in with an apology to reclaim it in three." The short blond tyrant glared.
"What? You can't do that!" Alfred argued.
"Section 5 code 33: The current Student Body President has complete say in proper restriction and consequences as long as it is in favor of school safety and is approved by two other council members. I'm sure no one else would reject my decision, so it's final." Alice said with power.
Without another word, Alice turned and walked away, heading towards the council room. Kiku whispered a quick apology to the shocked boy before following after her.
"Was that not a bit harsh?" He asked once he caught up with her.
"He had it coming. I think I'm completely justified. Delinquents who cause trouble should be met with the proper punishment to mold their minds for the better." She stated.
"That's a bit hypocritical coming from you, England." The asian noted.
"That's different, Kiku. Letting lose and following my passion for music is not considered delinquency." Alice responded.
Kiku didn't quite believe her, but decided to let the topic drop.
Once they got to the council room Alice went to talk to her treasurer, Lars Van Dike. There was an upcoming dance at the Academy and the entertainment division had yet to find a band or dj, so she needed to know their exact funds to determine how much they could spend. Kiku talked to the public relations officer, Elizaveta Héderváry, and gathered her notes from their meeting to watch over the whole progress. Ludwig, her Secretary, then handed her a report of recent code violations on school grounds, such as graffiti in the bathrooms, student harassment, and theft. Also, Alice was given a rather large stack off student complaints and requests, mostly by the after school clubs. After the meeting was finished, Alice gathered her paper work and left with Kiku and Ludwig to head to the Beilschmidt mansion.
Gilbert and Ludwig's father was a German war minister, who enrolled his sons into W W. Academy two years ago, where Alice first met Gilbert and was later introduced to Ludwig.
"Sup brohas!" The elder german brother greeted them.
"Konnichiwa Gilbert-san." Kiku greeted back.
"Hello as well." Alice said as well.
The mansion was rather small, only about thirty rooms. Where as hers contained sixty rooms. It was a tad old fashioned, the walls were dark oak wood and the house was filled with antiques.
The four friends went to the basement where their had their band room. The room had white painted walls and a emerald green carpet and contained state of the art music equipment.
Ludwig spoke up to notify them off their next performance. "Our time is a little short this week, so we'll only be able to perform three songs, I have two of them picked out, we already know them well so we just need to practice them." Ludwig turned to look at Alice. "Alice you said you wanted to lead a song, right?"
Alice looked up from tuning her guitar. "W-well, only if Kiku is okay with it." She said. " She said. She looked over at said Japanese teen, who in turn gave her a nod. Honestly Alice had wanted to do a song for a while now, but she had been a little shy about singing, ironic huh?
"I am fine with it Alice-chan. You will do well." He smiled.
"What song do ya wanna do?" Gilbert asked from over on the drum set.
"Well I had two songs in mind, but I'm still not sure." She said.
"Well you better make up your mind, we only have a week to learn it." Ludwig said as he worked on their song arrangement.
"What are they?" Kiku inquired.
"Fully Alive by Flyleaf or Zombie by The Cranberries." The brit answered.
"I vote Zombie." Gilbert suggested. "It'd be easier to learn with in our restricted time."
"Just in case we should learn both, that way we'll have another song to preform later." Ludwig cut in.
"So what other songs will we be performing?" Alice asked the blood German with huge pecs.
"I decided on Numb by Linkin Park and Be Somebody by Thousand Foot Krutch." The taller German answered.
Alice asked this because she couldn't make it to practice over the weekend because her parents had set her up on another date with some noble rich kid she never met before. She honestly didn't understand why she couldn't choose for herself. According to her parents she was "too young" to pick the right partner on her own. But it was still unfair that she was force to find someone when she was only seventeen.
Without further commentation the four friends prepared their instruments, tuning and cleaning them, and got out their sheet music to practice for the upcoming band bash. Practice was every Sunday through Wednesday at the Beilschmidts' from four to six. Except Alice could almost never make it to every single one because her parents kept pulling her away, since they thought that she was always at the library with Kiku studying, or at school late with council work, they believed she could do that later and force her to come home.
The two hours passed by in a flash and before she knew it, Kiku was driving her home. Talk was light throughout the drive, but it was comfortable. Alice snuck a quick glance at her best friend. Kiku was originally from Tokyo, Japan; but he moved to England when his Father got promoted to President of a company here in London, who then got promoted to CEO about three years ago. The two had known each other for almost a decade and had always been inseparable. Alice smiled lightly to herself. She was truly grateful for having him as a friend.
When they pulled up to her driveway, Alice bid goodbye and got out, waving goodbye as he drove off. Turning to walk up the stairs, Alice greeted their butler, Norman, who greeted back and took her backpack and coat. Alice was then meet by her mother.
"Hello Moth-" She began but was quickly interrupted.
"Alice, it is Monday. And what is Monday?" She asked.
"Italiano." Alice sighed and started over. "Ciao Madre, sono a casa." (Italian. Hello Mother, I'm home)
"Ciao, Alice. Com'è andata oggi?" (Hello, Alice. How was your day?)
"Bene" (Good)
Alice's mother, Rosa was a linguist and made her children speak a different language everyday when talking to her. The only one who didn't do this was the oldest, Scott; who refused to follow any of the rules and expectations their parents put on them.
Alice then turned back to Norman and said, "Please have a maid bring my dinner up to my room, I need to go do my homework."
"Of course miss." He bowed slightly.
In her room Alice was quick worked on an essay on past dictators. Then moving on two her physics homework, and then her trigonometry homework. By ten o'clock Alice had finished the last of her homework and long since ate her clam chowder.
Taking a slow stretch, the blond changed out of her clothes and pulled on a teal silk nightgown, and tucked herself into bed.
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Sorry this chapter was quite lame. Better quality next time I hope.
If the Italian is off I apologize, blame google.
Just to clarify this is not a Iggypan fic this is usuk.
Until next time have a good day!
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