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Chapter Eight

My head spun. Where am I? I couldn't see anything, it's all black. I tried moving but I couldn't. What the hell?

"-N)!" Huh? Is that Jeremy? Why is his voice so muffled?

"(Y/N)!" I shot up, narrowly missing smacking my head against Jermey's. "Are you alright?! Mike and I where down stairs and we heard a thump. When we got up here you were passed out on the floor."

"I . . . I don't really remember what happened." That's a lie, kind of. I remembered a weird figure made up of wires or something. "I think I'm okay."

"That's not very reassuring . . ." Mike mumbled under his breath. I laughed.

"Well, I feel better now." That's a lie. I felt horrible, but I remembered what the thing had told me earlier, "You won't be telling anyone about this, if you do I'll kill your dad." I can't let that happen. My dad is one of the few things I have left, I will not let him be taken away from me. "I uh, I need to call my dad now." The two boys nodded.

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I sighed. An empty feeling filling my chest. Great, I had school again. Getting dressed, I walked downstairs.

"Morning, Y/N." I looked up, my eye lids drooping. Why did I have to stay up till three in the morning watching Assassination Classroom? "You alright there?"

"Anime." I stated, tripping over my feet. Stumbling into the kitchen, I heard Jeremy giggle softly behind me.

"We should watch anime together."

"Have you watched Boku no Pico? I've heard people say it's bad, so I wanna know why." The blondes face instantly paled. He glanced at me, wide-eyed.

"Ho-how about w-we don't, o-okay?" Why was he so nervous? I shrugged.

"Fine, I guess I'll have to watch it later." (NO READER-CHAN, DON'T WATCH IT.) Jeremy sighed in relief.

"Thank god." He muttered under his breath. Seriously though, what was so bad about Boku no Pico? (Everything, absolutely everything.)

"Let's watch something like Noragami. This teacher at my school - Mr. Kiku Honda - suggested it one day in class. I swear, he's watched like every anime out there."

"That's sounds good." He smiled brightly, I couldn't help but grin in return.

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I sighed slightly, my shoulders slumping.

"Are you okay, Y/N?" I glanced up at Jeremy, his eyes filled with worry.

"Okay, here's the deal, I don't think you should walk with me. I attract the wrong kind of attention, and I don't want you involved." I turned away from the boy, trying to avoid the disappointment painted on the boy's face.

"I'm sure I can handle myself, besides, I want to help you." I sighed. Why did he have to be so persistent? It was hard for me to say no.

"Jeremy, I don't want to sound mean, but I said no. What happens to me is none of your business, I can take care of myself." I snapped. Shoulders tense, eyes unconsciously glaring, breathing growing slightly heavy, anger dripped out of my every word. I did not want Jeremy getting hurt, he's been my best friend for as long as I can remember (poor baby just got friend zoned).

I saw Jeremy flinch behind me, trying to hide the hurt he so obviously felt, "o-okay." It was barely a whisper, the word fell out of his mouth as if they were a breeze, barely audible, but you know it's there. I felt my whole form fall in guilt.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to snap. It's just," I paused, breathing in some needed oxygen, "I don't want you to get hurt." I whispered, sighing as I continued. "You mean so much to me and I would hate myself if something were to happen to you because of me." I glanced st my friend, only to see him looking at the ground.

We walked in silence for a while before arriving at the school. My dad had already handled everything with Jeremy, surprisingly the were okay with having such short notice.

"I guess you need a tour of the school." I got a small nod in response. We walked into the building and I noticed people glaring at me. I rolled my eyes, I did not want to deal with people's shit today. "First we need to go to the office to get your schedule." Another nod. I sighed as I lead him to our destination.

"Hello, Y/N!" I smiled lightly.

"Good morning, Mr. Wang." The Chinese man sighed.

"I told you before, just call me Yao!" Yao was the nurse/history teacher here. He was super nice to all of his students, unless you were annoying, related to Mr. Jones - the gym teacher, or you thought Chinese food wasn't all that great. He was really cool, a lot of teachers were. "Anyway, what are you doing here?" He tilted his head slightly.

"My friend, Jeremy, needs his schedule." Yao smacked his head lightly.

"Aiyah, I forgot to print it out, give me a second." He turned on his computer, waiting for it to start.

"So, how are things going with Mr. Braginsky?" The Asian man looked up at me, a small blush forming on his cheeks.

"He asked me on a date last night." Yao whispered. I smiled.

"That's great! How did it go?" Yao's face brightened before he began explaining the whole thing to me. Almost everyone in the school shipped it, we called it RoChu, don't ask where the name came from, someone randomly came up with the name and we all decided that we liked it.

I felt someone tap my shoulder. I whipped around, coming face to face with Jeremy. Honestly, I had forgotten he was there.

"What's up?" He shook his head slightly and smiled.

"You guys have been talking for almost twenty minutes." Yao jumped out of his seat, running to the printer.

"拉屎 (La shi / shit)!"

"Just because it's in Chinese, doesn't mean it's not a swear." I teased. Yao rolled his eyes.

"Here you go, aru." He handed me the paper. "Now, shoo! You have a class to get to soon." I laughed.

"Let's go, Jeremy." He nodded as I grabbed his arm.

Wow, this definitely did not take me ten years to write, shhh. AnYWAY. I'm sorry (no I'm not) for all the Hetalia in this chapter, it has taken over my life. Before I start rambling about how awesome Hetalia is, I hope you enjoyed this chapter, it was kinda a filler. Anyway, thank you so much for reading, and I will see you in the next chapter, BUH-BYE!