To there world (book 2)

Chapter 10: felias pov!?

CHAPTER 10: Felias POV (let the journey begin!)

(Night before)

When we got to the rented apartment building Luana dragged me up to our room.

Room 6-2

I thought that was funny, on the 6th month on the 2nd day Italians voted to get rid of our Monarchy.

Anyway when we got in there Luana finally let me go. She locked the door.

"You okay?" I asked and she slide down the door and baried her head in her hands. "Luana?"

"Nein." She said I walked over to her and out my hand on her shoulder.

"Is it..." I pointed to her Neckace.

She nodded.

I hugged her.

"It's okay Prussia reconized you. I talked to him a bit."

She looked at me her eye where sad pools.

"Really?" She asked.

I nodded and grinned.

"Thanks." She said

"Your welcome."

She got up and went into the bathroom. Durning that time I (under no control of my own) opened the door and ran. WTF!?

I ended up outside and started walking. it started raining. Drip drop drip drip drop drip drip drop.

The pattern was rhythmic.

I looked up at the sky as lighting struck, thunder boomed, shaking the ground.

I sighed sadly.

A man walked up to me. He had Pink hair blue oxford with a darker blue shirt under. He had pale skin with freckles and one pink and one blue eye.

Weirest? He was carrying cup cakes, that where blood red.

I walked past him the way I came. I should be getting back.

"Hello Poppet." He said and I glared at him. I noted that, He was British

Become one with the, Inner Romano.

"What do you want Tea Bastered."

"No need for such language cupcake." He said stepping twords me.

I bent down and grabbed a near by stick.

"Idiota, ragazzo, leave me alone!" I said.

"Are you Romano's Counter part." Wait what.

"Huh?" My stick was lowered abit untill Luana's training stepped in.

He is tring to get me to lower my gaurd.

"Who's Romano Tea Bastered?" I played dumb. Not to hard. I'm Italian!

"Oh never mind."

I turned and walked away quickly.

"Run run as fast as you can, you can't out run me I'm Oliver Kirkland" the man from earlier chanted.

I tripped.

I screamed. Just before I was gaged and a bag was thrown over my head.