2p!AmericaxReader-Change (3)

---Flashback---

“Ugh! So bored,” you said with annoyance. At times you wanted to own a remote control that can fast forward through life’s events. If that would be real it would be sold out already. But sadly, science still hadn’t advance that much.

Looking at your cellphone’s time, you sighed, “Ten more minutes before class, what to do?”

‘Why don’t you make some friends?’ the cheeky voice of your only friend, Arthur, rang inside the back of your mind. ‘I’m fine on my own…” you thought.

You looked up at the sky, it was oddly sunny out just perfect for a little picnic. Sadly, you needed to go to classes. The school’s courtyard was filled with other students and being the anti-social independent girl you are you chose to stay away from them and stay at your little corner of the courtyard. You liked your corner, the grass was always fresh and cut, the shade was just perfect and the best of all, no annoying girls would be obnoxiously giggling beside you.

Choosing to go back to your classroom to prepare for your next class, you stood up from your spot, dusting off some of the dirt that clung on to your clothes. You still have your lunch at your hands, only half consumed. Your mom made too much again.

While walking the lonely road back to the classrooms, you noticed something at the corner of your eyes. A wild mane of reddish hair caught your attention. “That new kid?” Someone was sleeping right under the shade of the trees. If you can recall his features, it was the transferee that came yesterday. Though you haven’t seen him personally, Arthur was kind enough to show you a picture of him. Needless to say, there was familiarity somehow.

Curious, you crawled up to him. Looking at him, he looked pretty handsome; there wasn’t anything bad with his face in general.

Friend?

“He-hey,” you tried to wake him up but he stubbornly stayed asleep much to your dismay. Fine be that way, you thought as you huffed a breath. Then you thought of something. Placing the paper bag with your lunch in it right beside him, you thought maybe he would like some.

You stood up and bid him goodbye. Hopes he like ham sandwiches.

~~~~~~

The home economics room was a complete mess again. Your class just finished the task of making soup for the class project. You wondered how so much mess can be made by just making soup. Left over ingredients, used utensils like pots and pans were strewn all over the home economics room.

You mentally slapped yourself for choosing the restoration side of the group, now you were left with the mess you (technically) didn’t help to make.

“Hey, would you mind moving,” you said to one of your classmate, who was mindlessly chatting with the others instead of helping. She gave you a cold stare, you gave her a colder one. After that, she moved out and you continued to mop up all the spilt soup a group accidentally made.

“(Name), well leave this one to you okay?” one of your groupmates said as she was halfway through the door. You didn’t even have a say about it.

You were alone.

Fine then, you thought as you moved on from mopping to cleaning the kitchenware.

It took a while but after some hard work you finally got everything cleaned. Heck, it was a lot cleaner than the first time you entered the place. You sat down on the chair, pacing yourself from cleaning. “I hate them,” you mumbled to yourself.

But it wasn’t that bad, at least they might talk to you again and maybe you could finally make more friends.

Sighing, you got up and walked out the door.

-----(POV Change)-----

She’s a weird one, he thought as he watched the girl’s retreating figure walk down the hallways. He faintly remembered her but he just can’t put his finger on it. The girl her name was (Name) (Last Name) right? She was a quiet one, a lone wolf much like him.

“Maybe…”

---End of Flashback---

(Name) has entered the chatroom.

Bea: Finally, I’ve been waiting for you like forever.

You: Sorry, I was studying you know

Bea: Oh right I forgot, so are you done

You: Well a bit, just a few more hours of reading and I’m done

Bea: You sure are eager today, inspired?

Bea: Is your inspiration Mr. Tall Dark and Handsome

You: Huh? Who are you talking about?

Bea: Oh you know exactly who I’m referring to. It’s that guy that helped you. Your knight in shining armor

You: No not him. Gosh, why would you think it like that?

Bea: Well this is the first time that I actually heard you say something about a guy you know, he must be something special for you.

You: Hell to the no. I still don’t like him

Bea: Wow you are such an ice queen

You: Speaking of which, I got to ask him about that thing

Bea: What thing?

You: You know “that” thing

Bea: Still not getting you

You: Didn’t you tell me that I should ask him why he liked me

Bea: Oh yeah, what did he say?

(Your hand hovered above the keyboard for about 3 minutes before you got back to typing)

You: He said I was nice

Bea: Aww sweet : ). He sounds nice

You: Yeah, I guess he is…but he is still not my type you know.

Bea: Why not?

You: He’s still the arrogant jerk I knew. We made a bet.

Bea: Oh a bet

You: He says he can get a higher score than me at the finals. Shit happened and I ended up agreeing to the terms.

Bea: What’s at stake then

You: If I win, he’ll leave me alone for the rest of the school year.

Bea: And if he wins

You: *shrug* I get to go with him into a date. How humiliating

Bea: If I were you. I’d lose without a fight. Hey it’s a date

You: I’d rather die than go to a date with him

Bea: Wow your so bitter

Bea: *you’re (oh god I just made a mistake)

You: I’m not bitter. I’m just a bit picky that’s all.

Bea: I don’t think “a bit” is the right word

You: Ah never mind. I should get back to studying.

Bea: Whatyou just gothere

You: Sorry but I don’t want to fail. I’ll chat with you later

(Name) has left the chatroom.

~~~~~~

The days of the finals have finally ended and it was the nail biting time for the results. You felt somewhat great, anticipating the results of the exams. You got every question right, there might be some where you got wrong but you felt like you did a splendid job. No doubt better than Alfred, who never bothers to go to any of his classes.

There was a small crowd forming around the bulletin boards seeing as the results were found there. You didn’t bother to squeeze into the group, it was a waste of time and energy and you knew that waiting it out until the group diminishes will be a better choice.

“(Name), (Name).” One of your classmates approached you and patted your back. “Good job reaching the top 3,” she smiled.

“Wait, I’m in the top 3…seriously,” you answered, flabbergasted.

She nodded. You smiled.

You ran up to the boards not even caring with the fact that you were being squished by various students wanting to read as well. You searched for your name with caution and like she had said, you were the third placer in the highest test scorers. You gave yourself a pat on the back, you smile getting wider.

You skipped happily down the halls, feeling like the queen of the world. Then you saw him. “You sure look happy,” Alfred said with a smirk. He leaned against the wall, “You do know I won…right?”

You chuckled, “Yeah right, like you would beat me.”

“Read it and weep.”

Wanting confirmation, you went back to the score boards.

Your jaw dropped at the name you saw.

2nd- Alfred F. Jones

Oh hell no…

“T-there m-must be a mistake…h-how…”

“You really think I’m that stupid.” His twisted grin widened. He flung his arm around your shoulder and pulled you closer. Out of reflex, you connected your fist right in his gut, which sent his reeling back.

You ran for the door, ignoring the people you bumped into while you were at it.

“Don’t forget, (Name), you owe me a date.”

~~~~~~

Bea has entered the chatroom.

Bea: Hey, hey, how’s it going?

You: Don’t ask me about it

Bea: Really, did you get a bad mark, a failed test?

You: No it’s that. I’m the 3rd placer actually

Bea: Congrats

You: But I hate it

Bea: Why

You: Because someone got a higher score than me

Bea: It can’t be that bad

Bea: Is it

You: Yeah. I just fucking hate it. Of all the people who could have beaten me it had to be that jerk

Bea: Who

You: Fucking Alfred

Bea: Who?

Oops the secrets out, doesn’t really matter to hide who he is

You: He’s the guy I’ve been talking about

Bea: He must be pretty smart to beat you

Bea: no offense

You: None taken, I just can’t believe that he beat me…I feel like I lost too many brain cells

Bea: Aww don’t be like that. I’m sure you’re pretty smart, maybe he just got lucky

You: I give up. Now I have to go on a date with him. I want to kill myself

Bea: D: Don’t do that. Is he that repulsive?

You: Yeah

Bea: He can’t be that bad

You: He is

Bea: Man up, (Name). You should just hide under a rock until he forgets all about it

You: Bea, you genius. That’s perfect

Bea: Hey I was joking. Don’t do that

You: No. I’ll hide out in my room until all of this is over

Bea: You sure, sounds like a daunting task

You: Nah, I’m used to hiding in my room

Bea: ohhkay then. Good luck with that

~~~~~

(Time: 10:42)

Annoying Alfred
Hey, babe sleeping already

(You)
Well I was until you texted. Fuck off will you

Annoying Alfred
Wow someone’s irritated. Is it because I beat your scores? It can’t be that frustrating

(You were tempted to shut off your phone but you replied to him)

(You)
It is for me. Did you cheat to get the answers? I bet you did

Annoying Alfred
Ouch, I’m hurt. I wouldn’t cheat you know. Didn’t Artie tell you I was smart

(You)
Sounds hard to believe

Annoying Alfred
FYI I studied. I just needed some motivation

(You)
Oh really what is it

Annoying Alfred
You

(If only he was there with you in the room. He might have been sniggering at your flushed expression. Damn him for making you blush.)

(You)
Are you joking

Annoying Alfred
I’m not kidding, babe

(You)
Stop joking

Annoying Alfred
I’m not how many times do I say that?

(You)
You’re still not getting your date. So fuck off and stop texting me

Annoying Alfred
You know if you don’t want me texting me then maybe you should change phone numbers.

Oh for fuck's sake

Annoying Alfred
Night, night. See you in my dreams

(You)
That’s it I’m changing my number