Sunday, March 24, 2013

Hetalia FanFiction Chapter 2 (Fem! Usuk)

           The light peeled her eyes open, irritably stinging them as she adjusted to the light. dazedly Alice peered around the room but there was no sign of Amelia anywhere. The dream was only that of her pleasant memory from the past. When Amelia looked up to Alice as if she were queen on Britain. A small sigh escaped her as she sat up in the enormous king size bed and turned to examine the clock on her night stand. It was four in the morning, she still had two hours before she was supposed to get ready and leave for breakfast in the dining hall.

            Amelia... How long will I be able to take this before I just accept that.... I love you?

           Alice pushed the thick blanket off her and shivered as she made her way to the bathroom to carry about her morning routine. She took great pride in organization. She had an easily accessible place for everything. Tooth brush, tooth paste, brush, hair bands, ribbons and clips, soap. And most important of all, her glasse-  "WHERE ARE THEY!?"

        Alice panicked, shifting furiously through her bag, binder, bathroom sink, they had been no where to be found. Frustrated, she hopped onto the bed to pout when she heard the sharp breaking of glass. Eyes wide, she froze in her spot. Slowly and hesitantly she lifted herself out of the bed and looked to the sheet and to her horror.... Two broken lenses scattered the sheet, adding to her horror there left a scratch on her elbow. Alice needed her glasses to see but now this was serious. BLOOD! The sight of blood made her noshes and her world spin. Alice left the lenses there and scrambled through the bathroom until she fell upon her old, Victorian styled pearl pink glasses. They were about six times the size of her eyes, giant and they made her look like an old woman. She slipped them on and examined the damage. If this were a silly cartoon the mirror would've shattered by now.

                     God... if you're punishing me.... consider yourself an accomplished man

          Later that day she conjured enough courage to actually attend the breakfast. Much less leave her room. She tried to keep a poker face, and avoid any eye contact with any of her fellow peers. This was going to be a long day for Alice

                  

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