~ And So She Dreamed ~ (HETALIA FANFICTION)

~ And So She Dreamed ~ Part Nine!

“Where is your schedule, Annabelle?” Arthur asks as he puts his last book in his book bag. She looks to him, pulling on her vest over her undershirt, “On my bed,” She replies, slipping on her glasses. She combs her hair slightly as Arthur picks up the piece of paper.

He lets out a soft sigh, “I guess Miss. Hanson really took a liking to you, you have the same classes I do,” He says with a smile, holding his and her schedule up to each other. She rushes over and gasps, smiling.

“Oh thank god! That makes me much less nervous,” She says, smiling up to him. He chuckles slightly and nods, “You’ll be fine,” He says as he hands her the schedule and puts his in his backpack.

Suddenly, the door bursts open, making Annabelle yelp and clutch onto Arthur. “Hey dudes!” Alfred shouts with a large grin. He had his uniform on, his one-strap bag slung on his shoulder. Arthur blushes and looks to Annabelle.

She grits her teeth and grabs a book and hits Alfred in the head, “Don’t scare me like that!” (MAAAKAAA CHOP! Heh.)

Alfred holds his head in pain, his eyes squeezed shut and tears in the corner of them. Mattie walks in the room calmly and frowns, “What happened here?” He asks softly. Annabelle had an irritated look, the book still in her hand. Arthur sets his hand on her shoulder and chuckles.

“Jeez! Calm down, dudette!” Alfred shouts, still holding his head. Arthur smacks his head slightly, “Calm it with that word, Antonio already figured out she is a girl we don’t need more.”

Alfred blinks, “Dude, how did he figure out?” The two brits blush and look off into space slightly. Annabelle shudders and blushes more, “I’d rather not explain,” She mutters and sighs, slipping her bag onto her shoulder.

“Sorry about hitting you on the head,” She mutters, sighing. She looks up to Alfred who was grinning, “It’s alright! No worries, I shoulda knocked.” He says, patting her head and ruffling her hair. She stifles a giggle and smiles. “Lets get to class…”

~Slight Time Skiiiiiiiip!!!! ~

“Alright class,” A punk-looking teacher says as the bell rings. She had short black hair with light blue frosted tips. She wore a grey tank top with what seemed to be a band on it. She wore black skinny jeans and some awesome looking, short boots. She had black eyeliner on and barely any make-up on. She wore lots of bracelets on. Her skin was slightly pale.

She props herself up on the counter at the front of the classroom, “Seems we have a new student,” She says with a devious smirk as she gestures to Annabelle who sits in the back. She looks up quickly from her paper and blinks, “U-Uhm…” She slowly stands from her seat, getting everyone’s attention.

She clears her throat and the teacher motions her up to the front by patting next to her with a smirk, “Come on, don’t be shy.” Annabelle walks up slightly hesitantly.

Arthur watches her, frowning slightly, from his seat. Annabelle looks at everyone from the front, “U-Uhm, hello everyone…” She says softly, keeping her boy voice. The teacher smirks at her and ruffles her hair from behind her, “Awe, another Brit! Dude,” She jumps onto the floor and takes Annabelles shoulders in her hands, making her wince slightly, “Talk I want to hear your voice again!” She says excitedly.

“U-uhm…” She glances to the class and smiles shyly back to her teacher. Arthur watches, his eyebrow raised, wondering what she would do. Annabelle smiles softly, “It’s nice to meet you, love, what might your name be?” She says in a sweet boy voice.

Her teacher blushes and squeals like a fan girl, “Awe you’re absolutely precious!!” She says, jumping up and down slightly. She giggles and holds her hand out to Annabelle, “Anywho, I’m Stella.” Annabelle blinks and takes her hand, “I’m Andy, and it’s nice to meet you, Miss Stella…”