50 REASONS WHY
ALFRED'S POV
I awoke to the sounds of a Ukulele and the sounds of waves against the shore.
"A long long time ago, There was a volcano, living all alone in the middle of the sea."
"Juuaan. Go away." I groaned hiding my face in this warm pillow like thing. "Why are you even in my room?"
"Get up essay! School starts in an hour!"
"What?!" I sprang up.
"Hahaha! You thought loser! It's Saturday!"
"You fucker." I threw a pillow at him and I looked around to the restaurant in the distance and the sun which was slowly was coming up. Where not in Kansas anymore Toto. I tripped over a pillow as I went to strangle Juan.
I heard a groan below me.
That was not a pillow.
Arthur slowly opened his eyes and yawned. "Go back to bed love." He rolled over.
"Morning Artie."
"Morning Al." He yawned. 'Is that a Ukulele?"
"Cut it out Juan."
"Juan? Mm why is he here?"
"That's a good question Juan."
"Hey, I'm just making sure you two amantes get home before before your parents and siblings find out you've been gone all night."
Then it hit me. We had spent all night out here.
"Artie get up! We need to get home before the sun rises completely.
"Mmm five more minutes poppet."
"Artie! It's an hour long car ride!"
He opened one eye lazily. "Fine but you're driving me home."
I gathered the materials as quickly as I could and shoved them in my trunk. Arthur was talking to Juan about something as I worked.
"Come on!"
Arite jumped in the passenger seat.
"Ready to go?"
"Mhm."
I started the car.
"HEY AMIGO! Can you drive me home? Please? It would be so great man! Please, It would be like road trip." Juan popped up from the back. I screamed.
"What the hell?! No."
"Don't leave me behind essay! We're blood brothers! Come on remember that time I cooked you and your brother food when your dad moved? Please just drive me home I'm to tired to drive my truck. I'd fall asleep and get into an accident and die man! I WOULD DIE!"
"Alfred please shut him up I'm tired." Artie whined.
'Go away."
"Juan Rodriguez died at age 18 while driving home from work after making sure his best friend's first date was as romantic and awesome as possible. Long live the tacos."
"Alllllfie." Arthur cried.
"Please I'll give you guys free sopapillas every time you come here, just please! I'm too lazy to drive!"
"Just get in and be quiet."
"YAY! Thanks man!" Juan buckled up. Artie snuggled against my arm as I drove away from the restaurant.
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50 Reasons Why
FanfictionIt's Senoir Year at Hetalia Academy and All Alfred Jones can think about are football, his brother's dalliances, his sinking grades, and the tutor who knows it all.
