That Girl, In the Morning

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((Name used will be Anna))

My alarm went off as I groaned in bed, the crust around my eyes literally gluing them shut. I turned around, falling off the bed and landing flat out on the ground. I sighed, rubbing my eyes open and I turned off the alarm on my phone. 6:30. School started in about an hour. I groaned, standing up off the floor which was covered in clothes. I looked up to the many anime posters on my walls. "God...I wish my life was just a big anime! With cool characters, like Sebastian or Hagi, or even America!" I stroke my USA pose, giggling slightly to my self. Mom was asleep, and dad had died three years ago. It was lonely in my world, but I guess I isolated myself with anime to cope. I was already into anime after all. Maybe I just grew more attached? Anyhow, I walked into the bathroom with my special Black Butler towel around my body. I started the water, and sat down on the toilet. After about 5 minutes of me chatting to myself while thinking about the absolutely beautiful Madam Red, I got into the shower, it was hot, like usual. I was washing my hair before I saw a spider. "Goddamnit Claude! Get out!" I screamed, getting out of the shower to get some toilet paper to pick up the little creature. I placed it in the toilet, and in a hurry I just shut the lid. I got back into the shower, finishing my usual 30 minute relaxing time before hearing my mother yell.

"Get out of the shower! Your going to be late!" I heard her scream the fumbling of sheets could be heard.

"I'm not like Ronald Knox for nothin'!" I mummered to myself, getting out of the shower, once again wrapping my Black Butler towel around me and going to my room to brush my hair.

After a painful 8 minutes of brushing out my curly hair, I was ready to start getting dressed. I looked into my closet, pulling out my favorite Axis Powers Hetalia t-shirt, which had Prussia, Germany, and Italy on it. I then put on my red Grell shorts, that had little chainsaws for the buttons, a pair of shorts I had made myself when doing a modern!Grell cosplay. I smiled remembering the thought. I was hugged by Ceil and Nina the Killer that day! I giggled before putting on my usual black Germany boots and put on my backpack. 'Crap...' I thought, 'its already 7:20...' I rushed downstairs, not even bothering with breakfast. I grabbed my school lunch money and hurried out to the car, of which my mom waiting angrily inside. I tried not to smirk out of embarrassment. I got in on the passenger side, and after about 15 minutes waiting for the light by my school and the crossing guards, I got to my school 5 minutes early. I got out of my mom's car, starting to walk up to the building. I opened the doors, and the smell of perfume and stress filled my nose.

"It's great to be back at school." I said sarcastically to myself, walking to my first class slowly. If I had 5 minutes, I was going to take my own damn time at least! I finally got to my classroom when I noticed something funny. Mr...Bonnefoy? Is this a new teacher? Or a substitute? I walked in and about fangirled all over. It was France. From Hetalia. In. My. French 2.  Classroom. I walked over to my usual seat by the front of the classroom as the tardy music started to play. '30 seconds before class starts...' I thought to myself. Before I knew it, France, er, Mr. Bonnefoy was next to me.

"Qu'est-ce que vous vous appelez, mon chéri?" He said. I blushed slightly, looking over to him.

"J-Je m'appelle Anna." I replied, smiling nervously. He wrote that down on a piece of paper and smiled.

"Vous parlez très bien le français." He complimented me. I was able to decipher some words, and I blushed.

"Merci Maître." I replied, and the tardy bell rang. Students scurried to their seats, and Mr. Bonnefoy stood in from of the class.

"Bonjour classe." He smiled and there was a weak 'Bonjour' back. He sighed, before exclaiming, "Bonjour, classe!!" This time it was a little louder. Oh geez...this is going to be a long day.

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Translation:

Bonjour: hello

Qu'est-ce que vous vous appelez, mon chéri?: what do you call yourself, my love?

Je m'appelle Anna: I call myself Anna

Vous parlez très bien le français: you speak very good French

Merci Maître.: thank you, teacher.

Bonjour classe: hello class

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