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You decided to check out your North America studies class. You remembered the Head Master telling you of a shortcut through the courtyard, how perfect! You could enjoy the beautiful weather and maybe you could manage to not be too late to class.
Giving yourself a quick nod, you headed off toward the courtyard. It was lovely to say the least. The grass had been freshly cut and the flowers that surrounded the area were in full bloom. Birds whistled sweet songs from the trees as honey bees buzzed about their hive. It was so relaxing and magical, almost like something out of a Disney film. You felt like a princess, surrounded by- THWACK!
"Ah!" A ball smacked you right in the noggin, sending you flying forward toward the green grass you had been admiring. You hit the ground hard and the sole book you had been carrying tumbled just in front of you. A pained groan escaped your lips as you sat yourself up
"You git! I told you not to kick the ball so hard, now look what's happened!" You heard an angry voice yell not too far away. Looking up, you saw too blonde boys rushing toward you.
"I didn't mean to! It's your fault for being such a bad goalie!" The blue eyed one retorted as they reached your side. "Hey, sorry about hitting you in the head!" he smiled and rubbed the back of his neck.
"You don't sound sorry" The other blonde said, crossing his arms.
"It's alright, I guess" You replied, looking up at the both of them. The boy that had kicked the ball looked rather muscular, he was sweating and panting slightly; like he had just gotten a good workout. His glasses slid down the bridge of his nose and his smile was wide and toothy, making him look a little messy and careless. But you had to admit, he was pretty dang hot with those ocean blue eyes of his. It took you a while to stop staring and get back to reality.
"Um, is anyone going to help me up?" you asked a little impatiently.
Both boys flinched slightly once they realized how rude they were being, and each offered you a hand.
"About time…" You muttered, taking each of their hands gladly.
"No problem, babe" the blue eyed one said as he pulled you up swiftly.
"America that's rude, you shouldn't call her that" The other boy snapped as he too helped you to your feet. You looked back at him, catching sight of his features. He was good looking as well, but not in the same way as the other boy. His blonde hair was in complete disarray, sticking up in every which direction. And his eyebrows were… Thick… to say the least. He was shorter than the other one, and not as built, but what really caught you off guard was how lovely his dark green eyes were.
"Awe come on Iggy, Im sure that…" The boy looked down at your name tag "[Name] doesn't mind me calling her babe! Right, babe?" He looked down at you with a flirty wink.
"U-Um" You stepped back, doing your best to mask the faint blush that adorned your cheeks. "I guess I don't mind… America? Is that your name?"
"You got that right!" America pointed to himself "That's me! The land of the free and the home of the brave!" You giggled quietly at his overzealous response.
"Well, I guess it's nice to meet you" You smiled, picking a few blades of grass out of your [h/c] hair.
"Here's your book, miss" The other boy held out your book to you "My name is England; it's a pleasure to meet you" You couldn't quite tell what expression he was giving you, whether it was kind or uncaring. Nevertheless, you happily took your book.
"Thank you very much, England" You smiled and nodded to him
"So, [Name], are you new here or something?" America asked, using the back of his hand to wipe away a few sweat drops that formed on his forehead. It confused you how messy and sweaty America had gotten from playing soccer, meanwhile England looked like he hadn't even been playing.
"Yeah, I just got here this morning" You replied kindly. "I was just cutting through to my North American studies class" you felt the need to explain why you had been in the courtyard.
"Well that's bloody great. She's a new student and you've already ruined her uniform" England gestured toward you, finally making you notice the massive grass stains on your new white blouse.
"O-Oh, that's really not a big deal! I don't mind going to class like this" You said quickly, hoping to save America from getting in anymore trouble. And you honestly didn't mind the big green mark, you were more used to being dirty anyhow.
"You may not mind, but your teacher will" England pointed out, flashing his emerald eyes in your direction. You looked down, feeling strangely intimidated by his look.
"Ah c'mon Iggy, cut her some slack! She's new. Let's just chill here and hang out" America insisted "We can relax and cut class for today!" he looked at you with a mischievous smile that gave you immediate butterflies.
"Cut class just to relax in the courtyard! Are you mad?" England snapped at the other blonde. "If anything, I should be giving her a tour of the building. As head of student counsel, I can't have her wandered about the school aimlessly." He looked at you as well with a stern gaze, although his eyebrows rose up slightly, as if he were asking for your approval.
You sighed, looking back and forth between the two handsome boys who were asking for a day with you. Being the new girl isn't supposed to be like this! Right?
Take a tour with England
Hang out with America
You decided to check out your North America studies class. You remembered the Head Master telling you of a shortcut through the courtyard, how perfect! You could enjoy the beautiful weather and maybe you could manage to not be too late to class.
Giving yourself a quick nod, you headed off toward the courtyard. It was lovely to say the least. The grass had been freshly cut and the flowers that surrounded the area were in full bloom. Birds whistled sweet songs from the trees as honey bees buzzed about their hive. It was so relaxing and magical, almost like something out of a Disney film. You felt like a princess, surrounded by- THWACK!
"Ah!" A ball smacked you right in the noggin, sending you flying forward toward the green grass you had been admiring. You hit the ground hard and the sole book you had been carrying tumbled just in front of you. A pained groan escaped your lips as you sat yourself up
"You git! I told you not to kick the ball so hard, now look what's happened!" You heard an angry voice yell not too far away. Looking up, you saw too blonde boys rushing toward you.
"I didn't mean to! It's your fault for being such a bad goalie!" The blue eyed one retorted as they reached your side. "Hey, sorry about hitting you in the head!" he smiled and rubbed the back of his neck.
"You don't sound sorry" The other blonde said, crossing his arms.
"It's alright, I guess" You replied, looking up at the both of them. The boy that had kicked the ball looked rather muscular, he was sweating and panting slightly; like he had just gotten a good workout. His glasses slid down the bridge of his nose and his smile was wide and toothy, making him look a little messy and careless. But you had to admit, he was pretty dang hot with those ocean blue eyes of his. It took you a while to stop staring and get back to reality.
"Um, is anyone going to help me up?" you asked a little impatiently.
Both boys flinched slightly once they realized how rude they were being, and each offered you a hand.
"About time…" You muttered, taking each of their hands gladly.
"No problem, babe" the blue eyed one said as he pulled you up swiftly.
"America that's rude, you shouldn't call her that" The other boy snapped as he too helped you to your feet. You looked back at him, catching sight of his features. He was good looking as well, but not in the same way as the other boy. His blonde hair was in complete disarray, sticking up in every which direction. And his eyebrows were… Thick… to say the least. He was shorter than the other one, and not as built, but what really caught you off guard was how lovely his dark green eyes were.
"Awe come on Iggy, Im sure that…" The boy looked down at your name tag "[Name] doesn't mind me calling her babe! Right, babe?" He looked down at you with a flirty wink.
"U-Um" You stepped back, doing your best to mask the faint blush that adorned your cheeks. "I guess I don't mind… America? Is that your name?"
"You got that right!" America pointed to himself "That's me! The land of the free and the home of the brave!" You giggled quietly at his overzealous response.
"Well, I guess it's nice to meet you" You smiled, picking a few blades of grass out of your [h/c] hair.
"Here's your book, miss" The other boy held out your book to you "My name is England; it's a pleasure to meet you" You couldn't quite tell what expression he was giving you, whether it was kind or uncaring. Nevertheless, you happily took your book.
"Thank you very much, England" You smiled and nodded to him
"So, [Name], are you new here or something?" America asked, using the back of his hand to wipe away a few sweat drops that formed on his forehead. It confused you how messy and sweaty America had gotten from playing soccer, meanwhile England looked like he hadn't even been playing.
"Yeah, I just got here this morning" You replied kindly. "I was just cutting through to my North American studies class" you felt the need to explain why you had been in the courtyard.
"Well that's bloody great. She's a new student and you've already ruined her uniform" England gestured toward you, finally making you notice the massive grass stains on your new white blouse.
"O-Oh, that's really not a big deal! I don't mind going to class like this" You said quickly, hoping to save America from getting in anymore trouble. And you honestly didn't mind the big green mark, you were more used to being dirty anyhow.
"You may not mind, but your teacher will" England pointed out, flashing his emerald eyes in your direction. You looked down, feeling strangely intimidated by his look.
"Ah c'mon Iggy, cut her some slack! She's new. Let's just chill here and hang out" America insisted "We can relax and cut class for today!" he looked at you with a mischievous smile that gave you immediate butterflies.
"Cut class just to relax in the courtyard! Are you mad?" England snapped at the other blonde. "If anything, I should be giving her a tour of the building. As head of student counsel, I can't have her wandered about the school aimlessly." He looked at you as well with a stern gaze, although his eyebrows rose up slightly, as if he were asking for your approval.
You sighed, looking back and forth between the two handsome boys who were asking for a day with you. Being the new girl isn't supposed to be like this! Right?
Take a tour with England
Hang out with America
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