Alstroemeria

Chapter 30

New chapter~ Enjoy, and don't be afraid to comment! I love hearing what y'all think of how the story progresses!

-Marzia

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As you and the others walked back to the academy you couldn't help but feel uncomfortable, like someone was watching. It was a feeling of dysphoria.

When you exited the forest and began walking towards a door you felt the feeling fade. Sealand typed a code into the keypad by the door, and you walked in, you walked into the teacher's lounge. Inside it was comfortably furnished, there were vending machines and a water fountain; it was empty in terms of teachers. You walked out through a door that led out into the hallway.

You and Victor split up from Canada and Sealand, you walked around the school, joking. While from the outside it might look like you walked aimlessly, you were heading towards the science room to check if it was rebuilt yet. As you came up on the turn that led to the science lab, you silently hoped that it wasn't rebuilt, just so you can catch up with Victor.

Turning the corner you saw the caution tape still up.

"Oh, jeez, what happened here?" Victor asked.

"Science professor blew up the lab." You responded as you turned around and pulled him away from the ruptured classroom.

"Oh that reminds me of when I-" Victor started.

"You told me already." You interrupted, not wanting to hear the story of how he blew up his kitchen, again.

"Did I?" Victor asked.

"Yep." You said.

You both walked onto the front campus taking a deep breath of the fresh air. You walked over to the tree, Victor following you. You sat down and just relaxed, chatting leisurely.

"...and back in Rousnia they're setting up for the festival-" Victor continued to tell you about what's happening in Belvisida until you interrupted him.

"WHAT?!" If you were drinking water you would have spit it out.

The Belvisidan festival was a huge thing, and it was very important to you. Each year, in fall, there's a festival in Rousnia to celebrating the Belvisidan Formation. The Belvisidan Formation is when the people overthrew the government and formed a new one under a new country: Belvisida[1]. You completely forgot that the Festival was happening in a week or two.

"That's happening now?" You were shocked, each year you always helped set up the festival. This school is really distracting you, isn't it!

"Yeah... did you forget?" Victor asked.

"Yeah... I've been so caught up in some stuff here, I just..." You were upset with yourself. How could you forget?

"Well-" Victor started, but he was interrupted.

"Dudette! You okay? You just yelled 'what' really loud." America walked up, seeming a bit concerned.

"Oh yeah, I'm fine. It's the Belvisidan festival soon, so..."

"Oh! I forgot, that festival is so cool! Haven't been in a while." America said. When your alliance was strong America used to come to the festival each year, he helped you set up and clean up, too.

"Yeah..." Awkward silence consumed you three.

"So anyways, who's this?" America broke the silence, gesturing towards Victor.

"He's-"

"I'm Victor Goncharov, Y/N's best friend." Victor said, scanning the american, up and down.

"Oh, I'm the hero! Alfred F. Jones, at your service! I'm Y/N's friend, too." America happily replied. You winced silently, friend? Really? I mean, you weren't acquaintances (you knew one another too well), and you weren't enemies (you didn't hate him, he didn't hate you), but you weren't friends (he still hasn't redeemed himself yet).

"Oh, nice." Victor replied.

"Well, I'll be off!" America said, he walked back towards a group of other countries.

"Hey, Y/N? I think I'm gonna head back to the hotel, I'll swing by later!" Victor said, he stood up and dusted off his pants.

"Oh, okay. I'll text you my dorm number."

"Alright, friscian!" Victor began to walk off, towards the gates.I

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You headed towards your art class. Entering you went to the same easel, right next to Sweden. Class went by quickly, smoothly. It was only a shadow exercise, playing with light and dark. You grabbed your backpack, slinging it onto your back. You walked out of class, heading to your dorm.

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Entering your dorm you noticed no one was home yet. Going into the bedroom you grabbed some pajamas, you put them on in the bathroom, put your hair up, and wiped off your makeup. You went back into the living room, and sat on the couch.

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Other:

1. Prior to knowing the history of her grandfather, Belvisida assumed that it was just the celebration of the formation of Belvisida as a country in itself; not the overthrowing of Levirasnia's government.