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Posted: Sun Sep 22, 2013 5:35 am
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Posted: Sun Sep 22, 2013 7:20 am
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Married Conversationalist
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Lucia sighed and nodded slipping off him and pulling her clothes back on. "Okay," She sulked and headed out so he could get dressed without worrying that she'd jump him. She chewed on a slice of toast while she waited for him. Then walked with him to her first class. "I'll see you at music." She said kissing him deeply before heading into her double English class. It went by quick. She just wished Recess had too.
"Italy! Wait up!" Scotland called out. Lucia gave a sigh and waited.
"What's up Scotland?" She asked with a frown.
"So you really are going to marry the frog?" He asked looking upset.
"Si," She replied. "I adore him, I am going to marry him and nothing you can say will-" She felt his lips crush hers, His hands pulled her close, and for a moment she froze unsure how to react. But then her other self took over and pushed him off, then punched him hard in the face breaking and dislocating his nose. She wiped her mouth then spat at him kicking him in the chest then bolted to her next class. But she couldn't stay in it. Both Italy and Lucia were so traumatized, so upset, they couldn't think. What would France say? They thought to each other. Would be get mad at them? They had music with him in forty five minutes! And Scotland would be there! One glance and France would know something was amiss. "Lucia? Are you all right?" Their math teacher asked.
"I'm sorry miss! I think I'm going to be sick!" She bolted from the class room to her apartments with France and locked herself in the bathroom. She could still feel his hands on her and turned on the shower stripping and scrubbing herself until she knew she was bleeding but she didn't care, she needed to get the feel of Scotland's touch from her body, from her lips. Her grandparents were worried about her. She knew one of them would have alerted a teacher to alert Francis but she didn't care. Right now, she just needed to get rid of the horrible feeling Alistair's touch left on her body.
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