The Idiotic Adventures Of Anna Parker (Hetalia FanFic) (EDITING)

Kissing, Family Stories, And Awkward Talks

Uggghhhh
I don't own Hetalia.
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"I don't get it, he was an attractive guy and you didn't get his number?" Alfred asks as he drives. I groan, putting my hand on my head. "I don't know how to do that stuff! It's easier for the guy to ask about the number." I explain, sighing.

"You're just a clueless girl, Anna, boys like when the girl acts first, its...hot?" Gilbert grins. "To you, maybe. But I'm talking about a boy who I know nothing about! It's easy to talk to you guys, well," I twirl a piece of my hair nervously, "Most of the time."

"Yeah, Anna's special." Makayla says, crossing her legs, hitting Gil and Rose with her leg. "She's oblivious, anti-social, geeky, and sarcastic, all wrapped into one. She can't talk to boys if he's a possible love interest."

"One, I am not oblivious, and two, I can to talk to boys who might be love interests!" I yell, crossing my arms. "You're oblivious, love, don't worry, guys like that too." Gilbert winks as I roll my eyes. Rose shakes her head.

"She can talk to love interests, Mickey, I mean, she's talking to Alfred and Gilbert." She says with a devilish smirk. "What..." The boys question, "Are you applying something?" I interrupt with a eyebrow raised.

"Yes, we are, you live with guys who is bound to be a couple love interests." Makayla looks at her nails, bored. "You're going to kiss one of them and get all awkward like you usually are around attractive young men and-"

"Woah, woah, woah." Gilbert interrupts, holding his hands out, "Who is she kissing?" Aw, its sweet he cares where my lips whereabouts are. "I don't plan kissing anyone." I say, blushing slightly. Rose and Mickey exchange looks.

"I bet she's going to kiss these two, or the three italians, including Toni." Makayla smirks. "Ok, I bet she'll kiss Arthur or Emil, or anyone one on the Nordic Five."

"Maybe Francis." I fan my face, trying to cool them down. "You guys! I'm not going to kiss anybody!" I squeak.

"How much money are we betting?" Kayla asks. "Uh, how about 200?" Rose shrugs. She nods. "Sure," They hand shake. I face palm. Alfred chuckles lightly.

"Don't laugh, you're making it worse!" I squeak, so embarrassed that I think steam is radiating off my cheeks. Gilbert does his little laugh and leans towards me with a seductive smirk.

"I mean, you are an attractive girl and I'm a pretty awesome guy, I wouldn't mind..." I push his face away from mine, glaring. I cross my arms. "I'd like to make a correction," I say bitterly, "I'm a geek and you're a douche bag."

"Oh snap." Makayla giggles. Alfred glances at me, smiling. I know, I'm awesome, no need to be amazed by it. Done with everything in the car, I turn on the radio. My First Kiss blasts through the speakers and I face palm.

"Seriously!?" I think life has it out for me.

~*~

"How was the amusement park, sweetie?" Mother asks, smiling a fake sweet smile. "Oh, lot's of cute boys, rides, greasy food, the usual." I say with a thin smile. "Cute boys?" Quinn leans over, smiling.

"I didn't show them any pictures or show them your Facebook page, now get a life and stop bothering mine." After she rolls her eyes, she goes on watching the stupid horror movie. Alfred comes in and puts an arm around my shoulders.

On reflex, I wrap my arm around his waist. "When are you leaving, honey?" My mom asks. I shrug, leaning my face on Al's chest. "I start school in a couple of weeks and I need to get some of these guys ready for high school."

"You need to go school shopping too, shorts and tank tops are what sluts like to wear." Thank Mom, I don't where those things on a daily basics or anything. I roll my eyes. "I need money, then." I smirk in her direction. "Really, how much?"

"2,000, for all three of us." Sarah voices her opinion with a smug smile. "Maybe a little more." Justin pipes in. "You're serious, aren't you?" My Father says with a raised eyebrow. "You raised us, didn't you?" I smirk.

"Whatever." My dad goes back to the TV and I grab Alfred, pulling him into my room. I flop onto the bed, grabbing the remote. "You and your parents seem hostile towards each other." Alfred says as he slowly takes his place next to me.

I flip through the channels, shrugging. "We never really get along with each other, I was accident and bad one at that." I pass through Big Bang Theory and South Park. "Bad?" He asks. "When I was younger, I was kinda...quiet, I didn't talk to people and I did stuff that caused trouble to my family, that was the start of everything."

"Trouble?"

"Ruining job interviews, scaring off my mom's work clients, sticking bugs into my brother's room." I keep my eyes on the TV, "This was all before preschool, when I entered, I was one of the best in the class, which got me picked on by the students, mostly the boys." I sigh.

"So I started to fight back, getting in fist fights and winning, this got me kicked me out of my first school, causing them to find me another one, but it was the same thing every time, she has a book, let's go tease her for it." I look at Alfred.

"They hate me because I give a bad rep for the family."  I stop on the Music Vevo channel and watch One Direction sing about my little things. "Is this why you're afraid of boys?" He asks. "I'm not afraid of them, I'm just not...comfortable around them."

"What'd they do?" He sounds worried. I smile at him warmly. "It's nothing, plus my friends already took care of it, so let's drop it." I pat his arm. He puts a hand through his hair and focus on the dancing boy band.

"What do you parents do for a living?" He asks, not done with my life. "My mom's a lawyer and my dad's... I don't know what he is, but he travels a lot and gets paid well." I think my dad does something similar to Barney does in How I Met Your Mother. But better for the economy.

I run my fingers through my curly mess of hair and look at Alfred. "Why so interested?" I ask as I push up my glasses. "I am living with you, and I basically know nothing about you, dudette." He replies casually... Almost TOO casual, but what do I know?

"Anna, do you...still get bullied at school?" He asks. "Not really, I just kinda blend in with the geeks. Every once and a while, the football players and soccer players call me out." I answer as the music video turns to Counting Stars.

"They're hot, though." I add on a after thought. He chuckles slightly, kissing my cheek swiftly. "Your mind amazes me." I rub my now red cheek in frustration.

He likes to see me flustered, doesn't he?

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Hola, my Beautiful Clouds. I'm down with family currently and I'm so happy (note the sarcasm). I don't hate them, per say, I just don't like how spoiled they are. I'm spoiled, but a different kind of one, much more low key.

I thought of a few bad titles, 'Inside The Mind Of Anna Parker' or 'The Unfortunate Tale Of Me' or 'Someone Please Help With Titles'! I like the last one the best, just saying! *laughs at herself* I find myself hilarious.

Happy early Thanksgiving, by the way! I might (by might, I mean probably not) post a special chapter with Anna and a certain country, like a oneshot, but with one made up character and one anime guy who I love deeply.

Whale, vote and maybe comment me something, like what color your socks are or what cake you like the best. I personally like red velvet. Goodnight (or good day, morning, ect.)