As the cooler autumn sun sat high in the sky, Alice stood in the shade of the building as she waited for her 'date' to show up. Dressing accordingly, she wore ripped black knee high socks and a short purple skirt, along with a white off the shoulder shirt and a plain black choker, and most importantly her long pink wig and contacts. Alice looked like the epitome of delinquency. If anyone recognized her, her life reputation would be over, not mention her mother would have a heart attack.
From the side of her gaze, Alice could see Alfred happily running up to her. His face was slightly glazed with sweat from his obvious running. He wore a simple pair of light blue jeans and a white T-shirt that said I LOVE NY with a brown bomber over it. He came to a stop beside her and grinned sheepishly.
"You actually came." He said, rubbing the back of his neck nervously.
"Of course." '-I did so I can beat you at your own game.'
"So... you wanna go in?" He toned awkwardly.
Alice found herself smiling slightly, amused by his apparent shyness.
"Yeah."
Alfred led her inside the taco shop, it was small and cozy, unlike any other restaurant she's ever been to. She had never personally been here but Gilbert talked about it quite often enough to know it was good. She walked up to the counter to place her order, much like how she had seen others do at school. However when she had to pay, Alfred handed over his card before she could even pull out her wallet. Alice later argued with him about it, but eventually let it drop. The two high schoolers sat in a booth eating, Alice ate a carne asada burrito; and Alfred chomped down on a shrimp burrito, a chicken quesadilla, and four fish tacos. 'How even is he able to eat all of that food at once?' She wondered incredulously.
"So what school do you go to?" He started off with a basic question, yet it stopped her for a second as she thought up a lie.
"I'm homeschooled online." Alice lied cleverly.
"So how did you meet Kiku and the others?" The American asked.
"Our parents are old friends." True.
"When did you get the idea to start a band?"
"Last year." Also true. "Are just going to do twenty questions?"
Alfred chuckled nervously and rubbed his hands together. "Sorry, why don't we tell each other about ourselves?" He suggested.
"There's not much to know about me." Alice stated honestly.
Alfred gave a small pout. "I doubt that. Someone who goes by a stage name at all times is obviously full of stories." He claimed and shoved his face with a taco.
'Only on stage' Alice told herself. "Why don't you start?" Alice suggested.
Alfred nodded his head excitedly. "Okay! I moved here from the great U S of A a couple of weeks ago. I go to this super prissy school called World W Academy 'cause my dad's the president of some international company. I love football, videogames, and kicking ass!"
Against her better self, Alice found herself giggling at the way he described himself. Alfred cocked his head to the side in question. "What?"
"Oh, nothing." Alice breathed. Her turn? "I've lived in Britain since I was born. I learned to play the violin when I was five and learned the guitar when I was eleven. I like reading and music." She replied with bits of her own life, being truthful to everything she said.
"Couldn't have guessed the last one." Alfred joked. Alice laughed.
Their date went on for another two hours. After they ate, they went off and walked around a nearby park. Through it Alfred would tell her about his old friends back in the states and of old funny memories he had with them. Alice would listen intently, sometimes providing snide remarks or commentary. Halfway through, with them currently sitting on a park bench, Alice couldn't help but feel like she was forgetting something she was supposed to be doing.
At the end of their date, Alfred offered to walk her back home, to which she promptly refused. She could afford to let him see where she lived, in case he ever saw the normal her there.
"So...that was nice." Alfred stated, hands in pockets, standing with her in front of the restaurant where they previously met up.
"Yeah." There was something she was forgetting, what was it?
"Would you... like to go out again?" She remembered! She was supposed to be gaining Intel on her nemesis! Well she did learn some information, but his true objective was yet to be uncovered. Which means she'll have to come back again, for more.. research.
"Of course." She answered courtly. This was all part of the plan for revenge.
Alfred face immediately beamed with joy, it was kinda adorable- childish! Very childish and immature!
"Sweet! So when do you wanna hang out again?" The American asked.
"How about sometime next week."
"Okay. Why don't we exchange numbers? So we can.. talk more... and stuff."
The pure sight of the boy who always seemed so confident and laid back turn to a nervous stuttering mess, was almost too much to bare. Alice held in an unattractive laugh and pulled out her phone and handed it over to him. Alfred took the phone and put his number in. When Alice took it back she sent him a text to give him her phone number.
"Cool. So, uh, see you later?" He muttered.
"Yeah, I'll see you later."
[Monday]
"Why the hell am I stuck here again?" Alfred complained from his seat in the corner of the student council room.
"Because this is where lunch detention is held." Alice answered prickly.
"But I didn't do anything!" He claimed.
"I'm pretty sure putting ice in another student's shirt is a fault worthy of detention." She retorted.
Alfred rolled his eyes and continued to pout in his chair. Alice ignored him and worked diligently from her cubicle. The innovations on the student council rooms would finish later that week, so she'd get her old office back, she couldn't wait any longer to be out of this box and have her privacy once more. The vice-president and Secretary would also be getting their own rooms as well.
Alice worked to fill out the approvals for requests on new study groups, school lunches, and reports from the recycling committee. As well as double checking request forms from the library for new updated reading material. This drought on several stacks of work for her and made her want to tear her hair out.
"Alice." A voice called out to her from behind. The blond Brit looked back to see Lars standing behind her with several files. "I have to leave early today, it's my sister Bella's birthday today. Can you double check of the budget forms?" He inquired.
Alice sighed but nodded her head. "Yeah, I can." Lars nodded back and set the huge stack on the desk. Effectively doubling her work load. Kiku offered help but she politely declined the offer, he had a study group that day where he tutored math. Ludwig worked quietly in his cubicle on his own work, but soon left as he had finished it. Lunch passed and Alice only got a quarter of her work done. Next period was her free period, as she finished all her required history credits. She usually served as a teaching assistant for AP World fifth period, but she had notified Mr. Small that she wouldn't be there that day. So when the fifth period bell rang, Alice grabbed her brief case and left the council room. But before she left, she turned to look over at Alfred, who was grabbing his backpack and food wrappers.
"You can go but do try to stay out of trouble." She told him with a small smile. With that she left to go to Money Lender's room to talk with their director, who was the vice principal of the academy, in room 550. Alice let herself in and sat patiently until the old man was find with whatever work he was doing. It took about ten minutes for him to look up at Alice.
"What do you need?" Mr. Germania questioned.
"It's about the Event Committee's quota. They don't have enough money for their next fundraiser." Alice explained to him. The older man's face remained stoic and unchanging. He didn't seem to care about what she had just said.
"So I was wondering if I can take the funds out of the group I run and give-" She continued to try and convince him but was soon interrupted.
"No, all members of the organization must be treated equally." He said.
"But it's my group, and we still have all our funds-"
"Which means you have no debt. But that doesn't change the fact that the Event Committee is several times past their debt, as a consequence their quota has been cut short. In fact most of the money from the fundraiser will be confiscated to pay their debt. I'm sorry, but it's not up to you to fix there problems." Mr. Germania finished.
Alice wanted to argue back, but found she found she had nothing more to say. With a slight nod of understanding, Alice stood up and walked out. Slamming the door to the faculty building open, she accidentally slammed the door into someone's face.
"Oh my goodness! I'm so sorry!" She yelped and ran over to help them up, but saw that it was Alfred whom she had knocked over. "What are you doing out of class?" She scolded.
"Getting hit by doors." He joked and stood up.
"I said I was sorry." She pouted. "So what are you doing here?"
"I'm an office aid. I was just about to head out to deliver a couple messages." Alfred replied and waved several slips of paper annoyingly in her face.
"Okay, I get it." She grumbled, swatting his hand away. His attitude completely puzzled her. How was this arrogant dick the same blushing, stuttering from Saturday? It was like he became a completely different person when he was with her as England, compared to when she was just Alice. Was the whole dating thing really just a game? A plot to find out her secrets then use them against her? Alice gripped her briefcase handle harder at the thought. Only pigs would steep down to such levels.
"Helloooo? Earth to prez?" Alfred called out and waved his hand in front of her face, bringing her out of her thoughts.
"What?" She asked irritated.
"I asked where you were heading to." Said Alfred.
"To the Council Room." Alice answered him.
"Constantly working, huh?" He mused.
"Of course. No one else in this daft school can handle it." Alice joked.
Alfred chuckled at ever so slightly. "I guess so."
It surprised Alice, that a part of the boy she saw on Saturday was showing now it the annoying American she had come to rebuke.
"Well, I should be going." Alfred said to her, quickly looking at one of the slips he was holding. "Mathias has to go to the counseling office."
"Yeah I should get going too." She agreed. A strange air of silence washed over them. Slowly they backed away from each other and went their separate ways. While both thought, "What the fuck was that?!"
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Two hours later, school was now over and Alice was once again stuck in the council room trying to finish her work. She would most likely be late home tonight. Her mother now expected that to happen more often, but still disapproved of her daughter's tardiness. Kiku had once again asked if she wanted help, and she once again refused. Telling him to go to hand practice without her and to text her what songs they would be performing that week. Slowly as the minutes passed, the room became more thinned out, leaving Alice as the only one left still working.
When the clock struck five Alice finished almost all of her work. The only thing she had left was the back up checks on the budget forms. Removing her glasses she rubbed the bridge of her nose and rested her head on her desk. A quick break wouldn't hurt would it?
Yep.
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