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It was a chance meeting that brought the two of you together. You had wanted ice cream, and so started to walk to the cafe on campus. On the way there, you got stuck behind an obnoxious trio that flirted with women. Good thing they don't see me, you thought. Ah, a thought too soon. The most mild-mannered turned around and saw you. "Hey chica! You've been walking behind us for some time, come walk with us!" No. Nope. Never. "Sure, I guess." He smiled wider, and hugged you as you stepped in line next to him. "Yay! I'm so glad!" You couldn't help but smile at that. But soon, you'd have your ice-cream. As you walked, you didn't talk. Soon

It was just a normal school day. Stressing, and you were more tired than usual. Your friend noticed this. "Hey, chica, come here!" He called you over to where he and his friends sat. Heeding his summons, you plopped down onto the grass next to him and the rest of the BTT. The two "read the atmosphere" and left. You and Antonio pretended not to notice the two new bushes that "popped up" near you. There was a comfortable silence which you didn't break. Instead you laid down, not caring if dirt or ants got into your hair. Right after you closed your eyes you got attacked by a fluffy yellow dandelion. Opening your eyes, you muttered a sleepy

"Mmm, will I ever find someone like me?" I muse as I skip merrily through the halls. Probably not, but I don't need anyone else as long as I have Bunny.  Ah, for my Bunny is mine, and mine alone.I don't need anyone else as long as I have my bunny. Just then I heard someone else skipping down the hallway towards me. A new friend? He had Teddy! Bunny knows Teddy, they were best friends once upon a time. Is that signalling something? Boldly, I walk up to the boy, for it is a boy, and ask, "Do you want to play hide and seek?" He smiles, and offers to eat cake instead. I accept of course, I am never one to turn down cake. On the way there, I

I was Skyping with my friend again, and he could tell that something was off about me. Stress. I was stressed beyond compare about my new school. I missed him, dammit! I missed my best friend because he was always there, supporting me, making me laugh. I'm usually always happy-go-lucky, but not anymore. Work just piled up, and there was more and more day by day. It was the critical year, too, which didn't lessen my stress any. I wish Lukas was here, just silent but reassuring. Somehow, he was so much support and I didn't know what he actually meant to me. It wasn't love, but just the common reassurance of my friend being there for me.

PART ONE I stood. Grabbing my papers, I shuffled them to give them some resemblance of order. I've had a lot of work for so long, I never have time to hang out with my friends anymore. I bet (name) thinks I've deserted her. I need to call her. But when? Just then, the door to my office creaked open and (name)'s head peeked in. Seeing I was just on the verge of leaving, she fully came in. Before I had a chance to speak, she gently took the papers from my hand. Opening my mouth to protest, she grabbed my hand and tugged me outside. "Love, what are you doing? I have so much work, and I know I've been ignoring you, but... I need to go and fin

                                                         FEELS ALERT AHEAD. Also one curse word near the end.    You smiled. It was definitely going to be a good day. What could go wrong? You were hanging with your best friend, all day. You were going to the playground and for a picnic afterwards.    "Hey dudette! Are you ready yet!" Alfred called, startling you. "Uh, no. How did ya get into my house? You can wait in my room. I'll change in the bathroom." you called back, grabbing a random outfit from your closet.    "Cool, thanks!" Alfred said, clomping his way up the stairs. When he got to your room, he started jumping on your bed, u

    You sighed. You loved your boyfriend, but sometimes he was a bit... much. Like for example, right now. He not only crashed at your house for the past two months, he decided to take a bath every week. And oh great spirit of Prussia, those baths would be your eviction.    The quickest one to date had lasted an hour and half, and that was only because there was a power outage in the middle. The worst part was that he always tried to drag you in the bath with him. Once he even composed a horrible parody to try and get you to take a bath with him. You had accepted once, and tricked him once.    Bath time was both a blessing and a curse. Bl

 (~Week one~) "Hey, frau? Vanna join me for a bath?" "No." (~Week two~) "Hey, mein almost as awesome as me frau, wanna go shower together?" "No." (~Week three~) "Do you wanna take a bath with me? Come on let's go and wash! You've never washed with me, so start now, and bask in my awesomeness! We've been dating for three weeks, and we haven't washed together, I wish you would tell me why.... Do you wanna take a bath with me? It can be a shower..." "No. And that is singularly the most horrible thing you have ever sung. Doesn't even fit the rules to be a parody. At all." (~Week four~) "Wanna take a bath?" "Will you be in it?" "Yes! "No

I REGRET NOTHING! ~~You P.O.V.~~    I was just buzzing around, trying to find something appetizing to draw blood from. Nectar was delicious, but I was craving something more. Hmm, what was that? The most delicious smell came through my antennae, what was that type of perspiration? It was a person with the most delicious type of blood, Type O. And he was very warm as well..... This was like a match made in heaven! I flew off with the slightest buzzing noise to find the source of this sweet smell. ~~P.O.V. Switch to France~~    "Good game guys, non?" I panted, after I had won the "friendly" game of football (A/N: soccer for Americans) bet

    You shivered, still walking around with your matches. How cold was it? You really didn't know at this point. It was just cold, made even more terrible by the fact that you were barefoot and nothing warm on. Your shoes had disappeared much earlier, back in the morning when you had just set out. The first one was gone when a boy stole it and you lost the other. Your mother would be mad at you, they were her shoes after all. It didn't matter, for you still had to sell the matches no matter what. Glancing down at your feet, you shivered in sympathy for your poor toes. Since you'd been out here all day, the appendages at the ends of your legs