Lost Spell

Chapter 7

Neoma's POV

  I had no idea what the teacher had been saying as I was oogling the guys.

"Oh mah lord and goodness I did not know a man could get this fine" I whispered whilst kelsy just slaped me lightly.
  While I was 'observing' , francis looked over and blew me a kiss.

'Oh god oh god thats so embarrassing!' I thought as I blushed and tried to pay attention but she finished talking  and everyone was getting set up for kickball.

'Sweet we dont have to do shit! ' I thought as I punched the air in success.

I was on out field and so were all the countries. Starting a commotion.

"Dude the Hero should totally pitch!!" Shouted Alfred.

"Yeah right, like you can even throw the ball straight" Iggy scoffed.

"Like anyone in their right mind would let either of of you come close to the ball,"  Ludwig stated, " idioten " he later muttered in his native tounge.

Eventually the teacher budded in, sick of their fueding, and pitched the ball herself. This happened a lot because almost everyone wanted the pitch the ball, really only wanting to show off. I was standing the the corner, creepily watching all of them.
 
   I guess I must have  been mumbling creepily too, because kelsy just slowly walked away from me. After doing a little happy dance I spy walked over to Lexi, my other bestie. She had been somewhere else until this point so I didnt have time to tell her. After realizing I was behind her she smiled brightly and laughed a bit.

"Hey, Lexi see those hotties over there?" I said, pointing to the suposed main eight. "Guess who im pretty sure they are?" I asked with a huge strange smile cross my face

"Please tell me they're hetalia related, because if it is GERMANY IS SO MINE!" She whisper shouted as we made our way over to the other side of the gym, as it was our teams turn to kick.

"Yup thats right! And I already spoke with iggy and were meeting up after school friday in Mrs. Youngs class room!" I stated whlie squealing.

Kelsey heard my squealing from afar s she caught up with us in line. most of the time if we didn't want to kick, we didn't have too, so our little group just sat in the corner of the kicking side. We failed to realize that every other girl in our class was as lazy as we were so they ended up pushing us to the front seeing as I never really cared if I kicked or not, I decided to put at least a little effort into kicking and most likely running. I was too busy ogling over America - who just kicked - to realize that it was my turn to kick, boy girl every other to be 'fair'. shaking my head a bit I walked up to the home plate, getting ready to kick.

to say the least, it failed.

epically.

I tried to kick but I ended up getting our team an out after getting so many bunts, the teacher just called an out. the class went like this for most of the rest of class, with the occasional fight between someone and America over who should pitch, always resulting in the teacher pitching the ball.

"Ahhh finally gym is over, I can change out of these narsty clothes," I said while running into the locker room as soon as we were allowed." but im a little freaked out, cause I really hope this locker room wont get peeped on by franc--cis Francis." I said quickly realized I can say their country names, in fear of punishment.

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sorry this update took so long I had trouble writing it and my electronics have been down and funky. anyway thanks for reading!!!