He sat there in shock and the whole room went dead silent. Shit just hit the fan.
“Well ___, Prussia is your safety buddy. You can’t change it or skip out on each other. Please take your seat ___. Now the next poor sap-I MEAN...student please pick from the hat!"
I walked to my seat and glanced at Prussia who was staring at me like I stole from his grandma. He had a frown on his face and was tapping his pen anxiously against the black desk with the cap of the pen between his teeth. His friends who were known as Spain and France were talking back and front about something related to the pairing because I heard my name popped up now and then. I turned back around towards the front and pulled up a book to cover my face and pretended to read.
After everyone picked their pairings, Mr. America sat in his desk and put his feet on the desk. “Okay I’ll be going over the rules. 1. You can’t bring any electronics, 2. You must stay with your safety partner and if you seperate, you're screwed, 3. Don't feed any animals, and 4. You will get a survival kit. It contains water, food, a first-aid kit, a lighter, a blanket, and a knife. Only use this if you Really have to. Think of this as a survival test."
I think of this for like a 'how long can you take it' test. I know that with Prussia, I'll fail this "test". "You will now have time to work with your partner to plan things." Ok this guys really starting to piss me off. He thinks the guy who has picked on me since who the hell knows when, and me, the victim, are suppose to be like "Hey, thanks for being a total dick to me, now lets ace this shit!" Uh no. That's not how it works sir. I'm not going to talk to him. I look at over to where he was sitting, but he's wasn's there.
"Hey unawesome Frau!” He said pulling up a chair next to me with his stupid face. Well like I said, I’m not going to speak to his Royal Dumbassness. “Hey you know you have gum on your ass!” He said snickering between words. I just ignored him and pulled out a notebook so that I can make plans on how I can at least know what I’m doing. “Hey you know ___, telling me I’m lame wasn’t nice you know. I can sue you for mentally abusing me.” ‘Oh my god shut up! If that was true, then I'd be a fucking billionaire!’ I wanted to scream, but then it’d just get worst. As he was about to say something else, the bell to go to lunch rang. I picked up my things, pulled down my shirt so that gum stain doesn't show, and speed walked out of class.
I wasn’t really excited for lunch, but just to get out of that class. Infact, lunch is usually a pain in the ass for me. Most of the tables are all used up so either have to eat outside, or if it’s cold I other go in the bathroom or I sit on the floor. The food sucks, and I eat alone. Well today, it was a little chilly, so I sat on the floor and ate. When I was about done I plugged in my (f/c) headphones and stuck them in my ear. I put my head against the wall and watched my (h/c)(h/l) fall like a (h/c) waterfall against stone. I turned my head to see Spain, France, and Prussia walking passed me, not really noticing me until Prussia turned his head towards me, and made a face...that I don’t really know how to put. It didn’t look like he was taunting me or anything, but it looked like he was observing me. Spain said something to Prussia that got his attention. "No way am I going to be stuck with a wallflower for the trip!" He snickered. "Maybe I can fake being sick or something!" He started to walked away.
'Wallflower? I well at least I have the balls to do this..." I grabbed what was left of my milk carton, quickly and quietly walked to them. "Hey Prussia~" I said sweetly. His gross face turned around. "What is it bi-" As soon as he turned around with France and Spain, I threw my carton of milk at his face and hair. The liquid covered his face and hair. Drops of milk landed on white hoodie, uniform and black pants. His red eyes widened, his mouth opened in surprise. France and Spain stood in dismay. I blinked a few times backing up a little. 'Shit (f/n), what did you get yourself into?' Prussia's mouth started to grow into a hidious frown. His eyes went cold. I blinked a few times before backing up and running away from the angry German.
Once I was down the hall, I slowed down and looked behind me. He wasn't there, but I could hear Spain and France laughing. I smirked, moved strains of my (h/c) away from face. I walked a few step before bumping into a fairly large, and wet... object. I looked at up at "it" to see Prussia with furious look on his milk-drenched face. I backed up only to be pinned against the cold wall. "Bad. Mistake. Frau!” He growled. He grabbed me by my (f/c) Uniform collar and put his face, dangerously close his own. He smirked softly. “Don’t worry...I don’t hit girls...but I will go to this…”class trip” and you better go too...I’m sure it will be very interesting…” He let go of my shirt and backed up. “See you tomorrow (f/n)...don’t be late.”