Rooftops (Hetalia PruCan fanfic)

Chapter 8

Well, enjoy this chapter! I also apologize if anyone's OOC.

My grip on Gilbert had tightened since we'd started walking. I think his grip tightened, as well, but I couldn't quite tell. The closeness was awkward, but it was nice at the same time. I was glad that he offered to walk me home, only because I didn't look good, and I hurt my knee. I feel bad for lying about my knee, though. I lose track of my thoughts, and before I know it, I'm thinking back to what had happened.

I rubbed my eyes slightly, glad that the hallway is close to empty. Letting out a slight sigh, a light smile crept it's way to my face as I walked towards my locker, planning on grabbing my lunch. I didn't pack much since I wasn't feeling well in the morning; just a banana and a sandwich, nothing to worry about if I didn't eat.

I began to unlock my locker, which was easy. I decided that to save on time, when I locked my locker, to put in the number combination before I left. I wouldn't be too upset if someone opened it, anyway. I'm usually smart enough to leave important stuff at home, or have it on me if I can.

"Hey," Someone spoke. I wasn't sure if it was directed towards me, so I ignored the girl and went back to grabbing my lunch. "I said, hey." She spoke again, with much more venom dripping off of her words this time around. I turned around, and faced a girl. I'd have to say she looked like she was either in my grade, or a grade above me. Somewhere around there. She seemed oddly familiar.

Her dark blue eyes bore into mine as she swept a piece of her long, straight platinum blonde hair behind her ear, bringing me to quickly glance at the white bow in her hair. She placed both hands on her hips, and gave me a look, which could only say either "anger" or "bored".

"You're the one who's been hanging out with that red-eyed demon-kid, haven't you?" She bluntly asked, and I frowned.

"Gilbert? Yeah, I have, but I highly doubt he's a-"

"Shut it. I only asked you a yes or no question." She looked around for a moment before looking back at me, and I backed up a little at that, which caused her to step forward. She was in my personal space, and I felt slightly uncomfortable. She looked deep in thought, as if she was trying to think of something to say.

"I have nothing to say to you." I heard her mutter as her frown deepened. Before I had time to react, she brought her leg up, and kicked my knee, causing me to yelp out in surprise. I lifted my leg up quickly, almost falling back in the process, but grabbing hold of my locker door with my other hand.

"Wha- What was that for?" I let out, before I noticed that the girl had already gone off. I inhaled a bit before sighing deeply. Maybe she had something against Gilbert, like a bad breakup or something. I didn't know, but she didn't have to take it out on me. I shook my head, frowning, before easing my leg out of my grasp. It hurt a bit, but I was hoping it would stop before lunch ended.

I snapped out of my flashback, and since time doesn't stop when you're thinking, I realized that we were almost at my house, and the rain had let up slightly. I looked up at Gilbert, and he seemed focused on something. I began to wonder if the walk had really been silent the whole time. A breeze went past us, and I shuddered.

Gilbert must have noticed that I shuddered, because I watched his eyebrows rise. Not taking his eyes off of the sidewalk, he spoke up.

"Something wrong, Mattie?"

I smiled at the nickname, but I shook my head.

"Nothing really," I started, sighing lightly. "Just a breeze."

He nodded and smiled. "We're almost there."

"I know."

- Gilbert's POV -