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 Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 5:48 pm
Francis notes Alfred's comment about being single, then he directs his attention to this girl. "Bonjour mademoiselle. I haven't seen you before. What is your name and would you like to sit with us?" Francis says as he tries to be a gentleman. He points to the table.
Yelena blushes when she hears the man with wavy hair call her 'mademoiselle.' She nods and sits down at the table with the two older men. "My name is Yelena. I'm a freshmen here but you might know my siblings and foster parent." She says with a smile. They seemed nice enough. "And who are you two?" She asks.
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Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 6:09 pm
Alfred sat beside Francis and placed the tray of hamburgers on the table "Alfred F. Jones from the USA but'cha can call me Alfred, I'm a junior here" he tucked into yet another burger. With his mouthful, he asked "Who's y'siblings and parent?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 6:32 pm
"I'm Francis and I'm from France. I'm a senior." Francis says. He listens eagerly while she explains who her siblings and foster parent were. But she looked a little young for a freshman. "How old are you?" He asks politely.
Yelena smiles. "Well I have two brothers. Gilbert and Ludwig. I think you might know them. I know Gilbert used to talk about you all the time, Francis. You and a friend named Antonio." She says. She takes a bite out of her pizza. "I haven't been able to see them since I got put in foster care. My foster parent is a senior like you, Francis. His name is Ivan Braginski. He's a little young to take foster kids but somehow he got around the laws. Then again, the laws in Russia are a bit twisted anyways." She says. She remembers something Ivan had told her about Alfred and Francis. Alfred was a hamburger loving idiot and Francis was a pervert and a child molester. 'Great!' She thinks sarcastically. Then Francis asks her a question. "I'm 12. I skipped 2 grades." She says simply.
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Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 6:55 pm
Alfred choked on his burger, this girl before them was Ivan Braginski's DAUGHTER?! He punched his chest to help himself swallow and looked at Francis with concern. Yelena was bound to have issues with Alfred because of Ivan. Great.. he whined inside his head.
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Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 7:02 pm
England looked up at Lovino and then slumped down on the table again. He didn't feel like moving at all. "I see....where is your sister?" His stomach grumbled once more and he sighed. Maybe walking for food would be worth it....?
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Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 7:07 pm
((pfft. Yarah's disappeared somewhere in here. Lemme find her...))
For some reason, Yarah was starting to feel hungry despite the food she'd had earlier.
Yeesh. R.J.'s already rubbing off on me...
"Can we have a cease-fire, R.J.? I'm kinda hungry...
And with that, she started towards the cafeteria.
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Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 7:11 pm
Lovino sighed, "I'm really not sure where she is," he replied, trying his best not to just hit the Brit in the back of the head. If got really hard most days. For anyone, not just Arthur. "I can just give you the password of my account... or you can let me order for you," he offered, dropping his hands to his side.
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Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 7:44 pm
Francis caught the look of concern coming from Alfred. This was Ivan's foster child...She seemed very nice but she lived with Ivan and Alina... "So you're Russian?" He asks. He knew that Gilbert was Prussian and Ludwig was German. But Ivan and Alina were Russian. What was she?
"Nyet, I know Russian, but I am Prussian, like my brother Gilbert. I'm from Kaliningrad." She says. She continues eating her pizza and watching the two men before her. There seemed to be some sort of bond between them. "Sorry if this is rude, but are you two going out?" She asks.
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Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 7:53 pm
"Yelena!" Alina ran to her 'younger sister'. "Have you seen dad?" she asked. "And possibly the rest of the Sophomores." She then noticed America and France. "Older guys? Seriously, you have been hanging around Gilbert too long."
((And Alina reappeared!))
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Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 8:01 pm
Alfred was midway taking a bite out of his burger when he had heard Yelena ask if he was dating Francis, this caused him to bite down on his fingers and yelp "Aghh...I meaaan.. uh.. Francis and me? Uhh.." his face was bright red so he decided that maybe Francis should explain, then yet another person arrived at the table. I can't let all these girls see me like this! he burried his face against Francis' arm.
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Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 8:07 pm
Yarah walked into the cafeteria just in time to see the two girls facing France and America and America burying his face in France's arm.
". . .WTF?"
She quickly went through the Brazilian lunch line and went over to join them.
"Hey, guys! Um, Alfred? Why are you burying your face in Francis's arm? Are you two together, now?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 8:29 pm
Francis smiled at Yelena's question. And then Alfred's reaction was so adorable. "Oh, do we act like it? I guess so then..." He says. He sees Yarah come over and ask the same question. "I guess so. It's not official yet. That's really his choice." Francis says. He looks back to Yelena. 'Oh god, Alina is here! Stay calm. Stay calm.' He thinks to himself.
Yelena smiled at Francis's answer. She knew it! Then Alina runs up to her. 'Oh no.' She thinks. "No I have not seen him. And these two are my new friends. This one is Francis and this one is Alfred. They are dating." She says. She scoots over so Alina could sit down.
(Yay!!Alina!!!)
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Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 8:37 pm
Alfred could feel the blush on his face work all the way up to his ears, he didn't want to move. Not only because he was blushing and had a huge dorky grin on his face but Francis had a rather nice smelling perfume on. Is it even okay to date him? He flirts with everyone.. he could be playing around with me like to did to my ahoge.. uh oh now he sat bolt upright and put his hand over his blonde flick.
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Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 8:40 pm
Francis saw Alfred bolt up. "Mon cher, what's wrong?" He asks.
((Do you know how much easier it is to keep France in line when he is dating? Alot! And more people would trust him. Hopefully.))
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Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 8:44 pm
Sofija KosorSofija knew that following people was wrong on so many levels, but she was curious as to what her arch-rival (self proclaimed), Lovino was up to. All he was doing was talking to one Arthur Kirkland. If if something didn't happen in the next ten minutes, Sofi would make it happen.
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