Monica yawned, her alarm clock going off. She turned it off and pulled the sheets away. She stretched a moment then went to take a quick shower. She slipped on her uniform, a short black and white skirt along with a black top that was, in her opinion, way shorter and low cut than her liking, and a jacket. She put some light makeup on and slipped on her flats. Monica hurried downstairs. "Morning...." She said, poking the back of her brother's head. "Wake up." She slapped the back of his head, red faced. "Almost time for school." She looked down at him, smiling. She walked outside, waiting for the bus. "New school, new friends, new teachers, new everything." She mumbled, stepping onto the bus and grabbing a seat. She looked around, a light brown haired boy was in the seat next to her's, asleep. She chuckled, blushing a little. She looked around, scooting over to the seat with the kids, giving Gil the seat she had. She yawned a little and moved around, waking the brown haired man. She looked at the smaller man, hoping he wouldn't mind her sitting with him. The brown haired man looked at her. " Ciao, Bella~" He gave a small smile and a wink. Monica blushed, looking over at a glaring Gil. She looked back over. "My name's Monica, your's?" She didn't know this, but this young man. He would be the cause of everything in her life. Good. Bad. Exciting. Boring. He was the key to her life.
((Hey! So, this is obviously not completely finished. So, keep checking up for new chapters! Love you all lots! Also, I'll frequently be using German, Italian and eventually Russian... Enjoy!))
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A Highschool Love Story
Hayran KurguMonica, Nyo!Germany, starts school at a new school. She meets a bunch of people. The uniform she has to wear is a little to small and causes every guy to want her. Feliciano, Italy, falls in love with her. He loves her for her beauty, talents, and h...
