Hetalia and Attack on Titan Oneshots~Requests Are Open!

Not A Oneshot, But An A/N

So, I have a question for you guys.

If I wrote a book, my own fiction, would you read it. I have a bit of the first chapter done and I'll show you guys what I have so far.

I'm just wondering, because I don't want to write it and no one reads it. :3

So here's a fraction of the first chapter:

She was the blazing sun and I was just a dwarf planet, flying by without anyone caring I exist. I'm just a nobody in this sea of creatures and she was the queen. Well, the queen of my sea.

I'm Candyce Fiscella. I'm a senior in high school and I'm known as the school's lesbian. Yes, there are other lesbians who go here, but I'm the most known one. Actually, I'm the only one that is single.

That's only because I'm in love with Ashley North, one of the most popular girls in school and my old best friend. We used to do everything together, until we got to high school. She'd found a new group and I so did I. After awhile.

I came out to her in 8th grade and she was my first kiss, while I was hers as well. She'd wanted to try it out, but that was before summer. After that, she left me behind.

And here I am, head over heels in love with her. It's not like she'd ever like me, she's straight. Well, it seems like. She has a boyfriend and a bunch of popular friends. I had my weird friends, who I loved dearly. They all cared about me and I cared about them.

I find myself to be staring at Ashley North a ton. I say her first and last name because they roll off my tongue in a strange way that makes me smile. Ashley North. Yes, her name may be used a lot, but she is the most amazing Ashley I know.

I feel a tap on my clothed shoulder. I turn. It's my new best friend, Dillion Marshall. He's the gayest guy I know, and he doesn't care at all what people think about his sexuality. That's why I like him. He's confident and that just makes him amazing.

We've been friends since kindergarten, but we were never "best" friends.

"I find myself in quite the predicament," he says in that confident and intellectual tone he always uses, "Prom is soon and I can't find myself a date. That Calvin Grimm is such a hottie, but does not happen to be on my homosexual radar."

I chuckle. He always seems to make me laugh. "Well, I wish I had a lesbian or bisexual radar up, then I could see if Ashley North is willing to date me."

"You need to move on from her, Candy, she doesn't like you like that," there he goes again, making me regret my existence, "She's probably the straightest person in this school."

"But she kissed me after I came out! That should be something!" I yell quietly, not wanting to attract attention to myself and Dillion.

"That means she wanted to try it out. If she liked it, then you two would be the hottest couple in school."

"You mean, they would burn us and call us witches or nail us on to a cross?"

"Don't you give me all that Christian shit."

I forgot to mention, Dillion is a proud Jewish human. He lives and breathes his religion. I'm an atheist, but I always happen to mention something from the bible. My parents forced me to go to church camp, so I've read the bible at least three times. By force.

"You know I don't care about religion, Dill," I reply to his previous comment.

"Yeah, but back to prom. We are going together and we are going to be the gayest there. I'll wear a dress and you wear a tux."

I sigh and face palm. Dillion jus always seems to say the stupidest things and then he acts all intelligent.

"No, we are NOT doing that. I'm not going to prom, it's fucking stupid."

Right then, the popular crew walks by. It includes all the jocks and cheerleaders, one being Ashley North. I tried out for cheerleading one year so I could get closer to Ashley North, but I didn't get in. I wasn't really surprised, though.

I see one girl, Stacy Rogers, holding a Starbucks cup. Next thing I know, it's poured on my head and she's laughing like a hyena. Ah, I love when cheerleaders have to be so homophobic.

Dillion glares at the girl and she just walks away. She doesn't care. And now the only thing I care about is getting cleaned up and faking an illness. I'm ready to just head on home.

Dill would kill me and I would miss my class where I sit right next to Ashley North. And I do not want to miss that, even if I was dying or got struck by lightning.