PrussiaXReader: Cheer Up Ch.1 Pt.1Chapter 1 part 1PrussiaXReader: Cheer Up Ch.1 Pt.13 years ago in Romance More Like This
AN: this is partially based on my life. No one say anything about it >:U and I'll probably change the title later.
Always wandering around, nothing but your music to help calm you. What is it, which you really needed?
'Another school day, another day to be alone.' I thought as I sighed and walked from my mother's car to the doors of the school. I always get driven to and from school, thanks to my overprotective family. I sighed again and put on my headphones, playing my favorite song.
'No one's going to be here anyways, why am I even going to school?' Okay, that was a lie, many people are going to school, but none of them are the ones I care about, those guys are all off on a week-long field trip....
"Those lucky bastards..." I mumbled as I walked up to my locker on the fourth floor. Oh how I hated it, especially since I had to walk past the trio of annoyances who call themselves the 'Bad Touch Trio.' They consist of the Frenchman
PrussiaXReader: Cheer Up Chap.2 Pt.3A/N: I forgot to mention this in the previous part, because I was too focused on the fight scene and now I don't want to go and change it, but the notebook you had brought for lunch had your favorite (non-Hetalia) character on it, and it was given to you by your cousins. During the fight, the group of sluts stole it, but you still haven't realized it yet.PrussiaXReader: Cheer Up Chap.2 Pt.33 years ago in Romance More Like This
Antonio, Francis, Gilbert and I sat outside the principal's office. Trent and his annoying girlfriend were called in first. A teacher also gave me an ice pack for my eye, which the bitch punched.
"This is so bad..." I shuddered in my seat. I've never been called down to the principal in my life, except for some award or something. ((Yes, reader-san is a good girl.))
"For once, I can't say anything to help." I looked up at the owner of the voice. It was Mrs. Holley, the vice principal. "That was a nasty fight today."
"Honestly, there's been worse here." I told her.
"She's right." Francis agreed. "Remember the fight where the cops had t
PrussiaXReader Cheer Up! Chap 2 Pt 4I spent a few minutes at my computer, looking for a good picture of Butyl Decanoate. When I finally did, I sent it to the printer downstairs. I'm still wondering why my parents chose to put it in the living room.PrussiaXReader Cheer Up! Chap 2 Pt 43 years ago in Romance More Like This
I got bored, so I started watching TV.
"There's still nothing awesome to watch," I spoke to no one in particular. Suddenly something started up. I looked around and saw nothing. "What the heck?!"
"That's the printer." _______ walked into the living room. She opened a drawer with a printer in it.
"Why is the printer in that?"
"Here." She showed me a picture of a... I think it was the compound we were assigned with. "Looks like we'll need lots of materials, so let's go to the store." She grabbed my hand and pulled me up from the couch. She went to grab her [bag/purse/wallet], and pulled me out of the house without letting me even speak.
I kept staring at the picture of the
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PrussiaXReader: Cheer Up Ch.1 Pt.2Chapter 1 Part 2PrussiaXReader: Cheer Up Ch.1 Pt.23 years ago in Romance More Like This
After what happened in DIG class, I tried to keep my mind off of how close I was to him by listening to music. Luckily, it was a review day today for my fourth period, so we could have goofed off if we already knew the stuff. While listening to my music, I decided to draw out what I thought of when I listen to the songs. Suddenly the song 'Melt' started playing and, without realizing, I started to draw me and Gilbert under an umbrella. It was only until I finished the drawing that I had realized what I did. I sort of spazzed and quickly stuffed it into my folder, blushing. Sighing, I turned off my music and looked out the window next to me. I started to daydream, but was pulled back to reality when I heard a tapping from the window. I turned my focus onto a small yellow bird.
'Strange... Why does this bird seem so familiar?' I thought. Without the teacher noticing, I opened the window and let the bird in. It flew onto my desk and dropped off a note. I