AlaskaHatsune

You sat on the side of your bed, a throw blanket wrapped around your body and a book in your hand. You glanced at your alarm clock and let out a sigh. It was eleven o’clock. The new year wasn't until another hour. Your parents went on their own little vacation somewhere on the opposite side of the world while you were at home, “celebrating” by yourself. You were absolutely sick of this year; all the bullying from school, the name calling, being put down and ignored by your parents. It was suffocating. You promised yourself that you would get through this year, no matter how tough things got. And you were an hour away f

"Chica, time to wake up!" Cheered Antonio as he burst into your room, joy radiating from his green orbs. You rolled over so you could be facing him and stuck your tongue out. "Make me!" You barked back, pulling the covers over your head to protect yourself from your dreadful enemy that was winter. "I told you she was going to be cranky!" Hollered a voice from the room next door. Obviously, it was Gilbert. Antonio pouted and walked towards your bedside. You felt the mattress move under his weight as he took a seat at the edge of your bed. "_________, please get up. It's a beautiful day outside and I was wondering if you wanted to come snowm

"LASS! WHERE IN THE NAME OF BLOODY HELL DID YOU HIDE MY CIGARS?!" Allistor hollered from the kitchen. He had just opened his cabinet of cigars to unfortunately find it empty. The Scottish knew you were the one who stole them, and he was determined to get them back. See, you had been dating the dashing redhead for over 2 years now. You loved him more than anything in this world and only wanted what was best for him. But there was one thing about him that absolutely annoyed you: His excessive smoking. Everybody knew smoking isn't what's best for you, and so did Allistor. But he couldn't help himself. He started smoking at a rather young age a

Tying up your hair into a messy bun, you checked yourself one last time in the mirror before running downstairs to the ringing doorbell. It was Saturday night and having nothing else important to do, you invited some friends over. Originally, Antonio, Gilbert and Francis should have all been here tonight. But Lovino somehow got sick and Toni preferred staying home in order to take care of his rising fever. And as for Gilbert, you figured he had more important things to do since he didn't mention why he wasn't going to show up. So tonight, it was just you and Francis. He said something about refusing to leave such a gorgeous girl alone on a