You were paired with the Bad Touch Trio
Oh god no! You liked all three of them a lot but
. They were the school's perverts
and with you being the only girl there you had to keep your eyes opened. You were pretty good looking so Francis would surely try something, you were a girl so Gilbert would take you on as well, and you were younger than Antonio so that's a plus for all of them. It was a triple threat!
The four of you grabbed your chairs and sat around a round desk. "I can't believe we have to do this kind of stuff
It's so not awesome", Gilbert protested. You sat in between Francis and Antonio, knowing that they wouldn't go for your "sensitive" areas under the table like a white haired individual you knew. "Well we have to do it", you reasoned, trying to be responsible. You didn't get into this smart-ass high school for nothing, right?
"Well what's our task", Francis asked, putting his pen on the crease of his ear and tying his hair back. You stared at how he could get his golden locks that smooth and bouncy
It was way too good looking for an average guy! When Francis was done, he noticed you looking at him and grinned.
"Are you that fascinated with me, ma chérie", he asked with a small laugh.
You could feel your face heating up. "N-no! It's just that you have
um nice hair", you stuttered. You could hear your voice crack a little as well.
"Heh, how about you come over here. I'll let you touch my hair and something else", Gilbert smirked. "Wha- No!"
The trio high fived each other at the comment. How could they be so proud to call themselves the BTT?! They were amazingly popular in the school though, in both good and bad ways. You sighed and spoke, trying to shake the weird vibe they were giving you. "Our task is to write on how we think the other countries would react to the revolutionary war and if they thought whether America, breaking away from Great Britain was a good idea or not."
"Well I think if America was Frances underling, he would never leave. I'm sure he would be just like big brother France and embrace the language of love, huh ma chérie", Francis smooth talked.
"But isn't that why America left
So that the colonies DID'NT be like their mother country", you reasoned.
"Dude I think she just called you a girl", Gilbert laughed, clenching his stomach. Spain was dazed out and constantly looking at Romano... Why?!
"You don't think French is the language of love?!"
"More like the language of sexual harassment
" you sighed.
"Kesesesese~ Well if I were G.B I would make America stay. I would own him like he was my b**** so
" the albino smirked. That pervert! You face palmed. You snapped your fingers in front of Antonio, trying to get him to help out and to STOP stalking Romano!
"So what do you think, Toni?"
"What do I think of what senora?"
"Her ass", Gil added to be funny.
"NO! IDIOT!" You yelled.
The teacher gave you a "you-better-be-quiet-or-else" face. You shut up and sighed, embarrassed. Then out of nowhere you heard,
"AND WHAT ABOUT WHAT I WANTED TO BE!!!??"
That voice sounded like Alfred's, and from the looks of it, it seemed like he was having a spat with Arthur. They were such good friends
what happened between them?
"Don't worry about it, senora. They do this all the time
but usually in private about this particular topic though", Toni reassured, putting a hand on your shoulder, making you blush. You eyed his chocolate hair. For some reason
you just wanted to stroke it
"Yeah it's true. I swear, Alfred's so trying to get all the attention here! But I won't let him! I'm so much more awesome when it comes to fights
I ALWAYS win
"Oh really? So you're some sort of hooligan", you asked, raising an eyebrow at him.
"No but if I was, I would be the most awesome one alive. One day, you'll submit to me as well, sexy", the white haired classmate smirked, leaning in towards you, gently tilting your chin up to his face. Your face turned a deep shade of red and you pulled away from him quickly.
"You really aren't used to men are you,____________", Francis asked.
Hellz nah you weren't!!!!