QueenOfWands

Behind Blue Eyes [1x1]

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ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴ'Ｓ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe тнe вαd мαɴ
тσ вє тнє ѕα∂ мαη

ＢＥＨＩＮＤ ＢＬＵＥ ＥＹＥＳ

ＡＮＤ ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴＳ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe нαтed
тσ вє ƒαтє∂

ＴＯ ＴＥＬＬＩＮＧ ＯＮＬＹ ＬＩＥＳ

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Terrance looked over his shoulder in response to Helene and he sighed, exasperated. ”No offense to your friend… I don’t know why he chases her.” He tried to quickly recuperate from his statement. ”I mean. She is totally and absolutely uninterested in him! He tries so hard to impress her, and to no true avail. Which do you think will happen first? She’ll break and go out with him? Or she will snap and break his neck?” Terrance laughed jovially at the thought, though he was incredibly sure that Alexander would be the type of guy to some how come crawling back from death to pester her still, beyond the grave. Of the group, he was definitely the hopeless romantic among them, and somehow, he had fallen for Gigi. Maybe it was the same way that Eva liked Arthur, except Alexander was about a thousand times more obnoxious about his attraction and flirtation.

Arthur turned back around towards his group of friends, pulling out a copy of his schedule that was handed out in their homeroom period. ”If the bureaucrats can do anything right here… we probably don’t have any classes together." Terrance pulled out his copy to compare and simply shook his head. ”And I vaguely remember Terrance’s schedule… It looks like they tried really hard to keep us all separated. Damn I’m going to be bored.” Terrance sighed, rather annoyed. Arthur looked indifferent, but he agreed. The only interesting thing about his classes was interacting with his group and watching their shenanigans. How the hell did they make it to senior year? He wasn’t very sure. Maybe teachers were just passing them to get them out of their hair. ”Probably won’t see Jacob again until lunch… They may hold him for a while.” Arthur concluded. Of all of them, Jacob was probably been in actual trouble on campus the most of the 4. According to Jacob the principal kept a laundry list of every little outburst and fight Jacob had been a part of, and every time he came to the office, the Principal would recite it to him. Arthur guessed it was to try and make Jacob feel guilty for his actions? Either way, Jacob’s visits to the office progressively got longer and longer.

A few students wondered how he hadn’t been expelled yet, but his friends knew why. The principal was tied up in his own… outside affairs, that were connected to Jacob’s family. Expelling Jacob would be a slap on the wrist to the entire Patrone family. And the Principal knew a lot better than that, or he may go missing. No doubt by the assistance of the Myles family. Arthur grinned a little at the thought, and coming back to reality, he saw that he was once again staring at Eva. His stomach felt like it was placed in a pot of boiling water… or maybe it was doing somersaults. Either way, Arthur felt sick again, and quickly turned his attention towards Alexander. GAH! Why did that keep happening?

Alexander’s grin seemed significantly wider due to Gigi’s response and he clapped his hands together. ”Wonderful, min vackra blomma! I missed seeing you so much this summer. I went to Paris with my family, and it was simply stunning. Though its beauty pales in comparison to yours. The skyline was amazing too, at the top of the Eiffel tower. I felt like I was standing on the top of the world. I yelled with all my might and declared my love for you and I lost my voice for a few days. I w-“ Alright, this was really getting out of hand. Arthur walked over to Alexander and placed a stone cold hand on his shoulder, pulling Alexander away as he continued rambling on about his undying love or whatever to Gigi. Poor guy, the feelings would probably never be reciprocated. Arthur seemed to storm away, dragging Alexander with him and Terrance just laughed, rubbing his head. ”Oh jeez… sorry about him. He can really get out of hand and exaggerate too much… We will see you all at lunch, alright?’ Terrance winked to Helene and Eva and quickly took off after the retreating and reluctant Swedes.

The day seemed to drag on when the lunch bell finally went off. Arthur was exiting what was probably the only class he enjoyed at this school, Advanced Guitar Classes. Students could only be a part of it if they were enrolled and passed all the preceding guitar level classes. Arthur had been playing since he was 13, and sometimes it was a nice escape from the world, besides his own imagination some times. Yet something was still picking at his brain for the past few hours, and that was his stomach. He had felt pretty awful this morning, as if he was suffering from some intense sea sickness. But after homeroom the feeling seemed to clear up. It really striked him as odd as it was only really occurring around that odd group of girls. Were they making him sick? It really didn’t make sense- and it was bothering him a lot. Reaching the center fountain of the courtyard with Terrance, Alexander, and Jacob, Arthur was still lost in his thoughts.

None of them were being obnoxious. In fact, he appreciated the fact that they all seem very uninterested in bugging him. Terrance had been distracting Helene with charm, Gigi was being harassed too much by Alexander to really acknowledge Arthur, and even Alyssa seemed to use all of her strength and power to pretend that none of them existed. The long, blond-haired Eva however, obviously enjoyed Arthur’s company. But she wasn’t being a pain or annoying. In fact, she was just acting like a normal person. Yet there was something odd about her that Arthur couldn’t quite pinpoint it. But as soon as he looked at her, at her cute face, or bright sapphire eyes, he-

Oh god, there was that feeling again. His stomach was hurting, and he felt his head spinning. He hunched over holding his head tightly in his hands. ”Woah, Art! Are you okay?? You don’t look so good.” Arthur just shook his head. God, what was wrong with his stomach? Even his heart felt strange. Like it was beating sporadically off rhythm, and as if it were going to burst out of his chest. Oh god, had he been poisoned? The only thing he had eaten so far today was the toast at home, so it didn’t seem likely. But God! What was this. ”Maybe you should eat something?? Here, I brought my mother’s left-over dinner. It is hearty and should settle your stomach.” Arthur reluctantly ate some of the leftovers, and as soon as food hit his stomach it seemed to settle down and Arthur sighed loudly in relief. ”There you go! I swear, my mom’s food is a cure for everything.” Jacob simply watched Arthur with a raised eyebrow. It wasn’t until Arthur was ‘cured’ of his upset stomach that he realized the group of girls had already reached their bunch. Shit, had they seen him doubling over? And when Arthur’s eyes scanned the group and stopped on Eva. He stared for a few seconds, before the feeling returned, and he began shoveling the rest of Alexander’s food into his mouth to ease his stomach. ”Arth-! Ah man. You couldn’t leave any for me???” Arthur quickly reached in his bag and through his lunch towards Alexander. No way was it a fair trade, and Alexander became a little huffy.

╚══════╬ "We Swedes are used to the cold... I just don't want you to freeze beside me." ╬══════╝

ＢＵＴ ＭＹ ＤＲＥＡＭＳ．．．

ＴＨＥＹ ＡＲＥＮ'Ｔ ＡＳ ＥＭＰＴＹ

ＡＳ ＭＹ ＣＯＮＳＣＩＥＮＣＥ ＳＥＥＭＳ ＴＯ ＢＥ

Ｉ ＨＡＶＥ ＨＯＵＲＳ， ＯＮＬＹ ＬＯＮＥＬＹ．．．

ＭＹ ＬＯＶＥ ＩＳ ＶＥＮＧＥＡＮＣＥ

ＴＨＡＴ'Ｓ ＮＥＶＥＲ ＦＲＥＥ

✖✖ Translations: [1]My beautiful flower
✖✖ I Feel... Sick, upset stomach.
✖✖ I am At... School -> Fountain/Courtyard
✖✖ I am With... Jacob, Terrance, Alexander, Eva, Helene, Alyssa, and Gigi
✖✖ I am Thinking..."This food is pretty delicious."
✖✖ I am Wearing...The school uniform; Black dress pants, white button down shirt, blue suit jacket, black tie, and black shoes.

Bless Your Heart [1 x 1]

𝓥𝓲𝓬𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓪 𝓛𝓲𝓿𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓷 ➳ ♥

"Beauty may be dangerous, but intelligence is lethal."

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It amused Victoria watching Xavier fiddle with the piano the way he did, pretending like it was a person. He wasn’t wrong in that it had been a very long time since the sound of the piano warmed the home. Victoria loss herself slightly in a daydream, remembering the days when the sound of playing echoed through the shop and the home above while her mother or younger sister played. But she quickly shook away the daydream, it wasn’t safe to linger to the past too long. ”The tavern in town has a piano already where you could perform for them… You just won’t be able to get much practice at home. If you do impress them though, and start making money, it would be nice if you could replace the cords.” Victoria paused her statement for a second, as they were walking through the town and to a tailor to have him fitted into some clothes. Well, he really didn’t have to spend his money fixing up the piano. It wasn’t like it belong to him or was his. In fact, she was surprised her father still held onto the old thing and didn’t just sell it for parts. The cords were bad, but there were other little mechanisms to it that she was sure others would need to refurnish or fix their own pianos. Victoria wasn’t sure the last time someone tried to convince her father to fix a piano though.

At the tailor, Victoria was about to purchase for Xavier three outfits. A night suit, two day suits, and a Sunday suit. The Sunday suit was meant to be very nice, however it was significant outside of her budget to buy something extremely nice. What they got would have to do, and even then, it was more expensive than the other two articles of clothing. ”You better take could care of these… especially the Sunday suit.” She stated, handing over the boxes of clothes for him to carry. She found it a little odd when he asked which measurements they used. The Imperial system, though she thought on it more. If he really was a scholar, he probably preferred the metric system… But still, why would he ask that? It is a common knowledge thing.

Getting out into the streets again, as the day grew more and more busy, keeping up with Xavier was keeping up with a child in a candy shop. He had to run off and examine such mundane things frequently, like a coach and horses, and even picking up a piece of paper to smell it. He was really off his rocker, and Victoria determined that he must have banged his head pretty hard falling into the river. Maybe on a few stones on the way down.

Continuing from the tailor, they started to make their way to the tavern, to give him a chance to see it, and try to convince the owner to let him practice a few bars. But it seemed that he was quickly distracted by day gamblers. Victoria sighed and kept a close eye on the boxes as he set them down to show off his own deck. Victoria didn’t particularly like gambling. Statistically almost everything was in the initiator’s favor. Especially with this guessing game. Victoria kept a close eye on the Queen as the man shuffled and mixed her around. Each time, Victoria had no difficulty keeping up with the Queen. In fact, she could have easily wiped the poor fool clean. But she felt that gambling for money wasn’t an honest earning.

She was a little impressed with his shuffling skills. He was very good at it in fact. Even she tended to struggle making a perfect bridge, as her hands were too small to properly hold the cards. But, for him to mentioned he gambled for food sounded suspicious to Victoria. If he was a scholar, well he didn’t have to be rich, but he certainly wouldn’t be broke either. Why would he have to gamble his way just for a meal? Getting away from the gamblers, and all of the clothes boxes still intact, Xavier started questioning her more about such mundane things. ”Did you bang your head on your fall into the river? These are really such common things, little kids would know them… Do you think we should have you go to a doctor? There is one not far down the road.” Victoria looked worried at him, and then heard his stomach growl, and something clicked. If he hadn’t eaten in a long time, perhaps he wasn’t able to focus due to the hunger. Victoria reached into her purse, pulling out a few coins and placing them in Xavier’s pocket.

”It would look odd if I bought us something to eat… Let’s go to a café and get you something to eat. There is one just a few blocks away… and if you still aren’t feeling well, I’ll take you to the doctor. With that, Victoria turned and began to walk at a slightly quicker pace to the small café that was jointed with a small general store.

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Behind Blue Eyes [1x1]

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ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴ'Ｓ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe тнe вαd мαɴ
тσ вє тнє ѕα∂ мαη

ＢＥＨＩＮＤ ＢＬＵＥ ＥＹＥＳ

ＡＮＤ ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴＳ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe нαтed
тσ вє ƒαтє∂

ＴＯ ＴＥＬＬＩＮＧ ＯＮＬＹ ＬＩＥＳ

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Arthur thought for a minute what Eva was referring to. Things happen? What did she mean by that? Was she referring to the relationship between Alyssa and Jacob, or was it something else? He huffed a bit in response and started to hear some of the other girls murmuring around them. It entertained Arthur a little bit, that these girls were so jealous and angry at someone they didn’t know, simply because they were sitting together. It wasn’t like they were holding hands, or kissing. Girls just really wanted to be angry at something, it seemed to Arthur. From his memories, Eva was probably the nicest girl on campus. He couldn’t think of anyone who would have any reasons to hate her. Besides being too nice. Was it possible to be hated for being too nice?

The homeroom teacher began doing her little tirade of welcome backs, her plans for the school year, their impending graduation, so on and so forth. Arthur tended to tune her out every year, and instead his eyes wondered the room drifting into his imagination. He thought back to the last mission he had to carry out over the summer. He had to take out a hit on a high ranking numbers man working in for a large corporation, CSPEC. Arthur remembered it so clearly because it was one of the few missions he ever had to perform this city. Supposedly the guy was doing some under the table money laundering, except he was doing it in the wrong direction. Rather than pulling some money towards the business, he was pulling money from the business into his own pocket. The man wasn’t leaving his workplace until it was already dark out, and the only light from the headlamps were so dim, it was hard to see 5 feet in front of himself. Arthur had used the darkness to his advantage, and had memorized the placement of every security camera that lined the street and alleyways. It was a highly stealth mission, and one screw up could have got him caught. He remembered sneaking up behind him, gun attached with silencer, pulled on the trigger and –

BRRIIIIINNGGG!!! The school bell rang and Arthur was once again snapped back into reality. Coming back to he realized he was staring straight at Eva. He quickly turned his head and could hear his friends snickering beside him. How long had he been staring at her? He tried to play it off as no big deal, gathering his books and preparing for the next class. But on the inside he felt like he was dying from embarrassment. God, was he good at covering it up. ”Get lost in those eyes, did you Arttie?” Arthur scowled, he hated being called that, and they knew it too! But getting lost in Eva’s eyes? Hmph. ”I was just daydreaming.” He spoke cooly, walking out into the hallway with his friends. Terrance’s eyebrows raised so high it seemed like they would sneak away into his hairline. ”OOOOOh! Daydreaming, huh? Daydreaming about our sweet little Eeeeva?” Arthur groaned and rubbed his temple, damn was Terrance good at getting under his skin. Arthur continued on as Terrance hung back with Helene and Eva.

”Wow, Eva. You really must have caught Arthur’s eye, don’t you think? He was staring at you for practically half the class.” Terrance teased her, and Arthur turned back to look at the pair. Arthur was sure that he was only staring at Eva because of him being lost in his daydream. Yet that weird warmth erupted in his stomach when he looked at her bright blue eyes. Oh god, he felt like he was going to throw up. He quickly turned ahead again, putting his hand over his mouth. But it seemed once he stopped looking at her, the pain in his stomach disappeared.

”I look forward to seeing you all at my party. Eva, I think this will be your first time at one of my EPIC parties. Tell me, what is your drink of choice? Just so I can be sure to get it stocked up for you.” Terrance grinned widely towards the two girls. It wasn’t hard for him to be charming and friendly. Hanging back a little bit farther was Alexander, who quickly approached Gigi from behind. ”Gigi, min vackra blomma. You are coming to the party this weekend, right?” Alexander shot his shot with Gigi. The guys had all lost count of the number of times Gigi had rejected and turned down Alexander. Perhaps it was his need to be loved by everyone that made him so persistent to charm the poor girl. It was pretty obvious she didn’t put up with his attempts of hitting on her.

╚══════╬ "We Swedes are used to the cold... I just don't want you to freeze beside me." ╬══════╝

ＢＵＴ ＭＹ ＤＲＥＡＭＳ．．．

ＴＨＥＹ ＡＲＥＮ'Ｔ ＡＳ ＥＭＰＴＹ

ＡＳ ＭＹ ＣＯＮＳＣＩＥＮＣＥ ＳＥＥＭＳ ＴＯ ＢＥ

Ｉ ＨＡＶＥ ＨＯＵＲＳ， ＯＮＬＹ ＬＯＮＥＬＹ．．．

ＭＹ ＬＯＶＥ ＩＳ ＶＥＮＧＥＡＮＣＥ

ＴＨＡＴ'Ｓ ＮＥＶＥＲ ＦＲＥＥ

✖✖ Translations: [1]My beautiful flower
✖✖ I Feel... Sick?...
✖✖ I am At... School -> Hallways.
✖✖ I am With... Jacob, Terrance, Alexander, Eva, Helene, Alyssa, Gigi, and others.
✖✖ I am Thinking..."Ugh, my stomach..."
✖✖ I am Wearing...The school uniform; Black dress pants, white button down shirt, blue suit jacket, black tie, and black shoes.

Bless Your Heart [1 x 1]

𝓥𝓲𝓬𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓪 𝓛𝓲𝓿𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓷 ➳ ♥

"Beauty may be dangerous, but intelligence is lethal."

︾︾︾︾︾︾︾︾︾︾︾︾︾︾︾︾︾︾︾︾︾︾︾︾︾︾︾︾︾︾

Mr. Livingston raised an eyebrow as Xavier went on about the different parts and their repair. Victoria could tell that his father was somewhat impressed with his knowledge of these things. Victoria herself was more so patting herself on the back for not bringing home a complete lunatic to her father. Still they would have to be somewhat on their toes, as he was still a stranger. ”You really seem to know your stuff, Xavier. Very well. I can give you a place to sleep, and Victoria is an excellent cook.” He beamed when he mentioned Victoria, and her face went slightly pale. Oh no, he was about to go on his tirade. See, Victoria was at an age where it was still odd that she wasn’t married, but more odd that she didn’t have a steady suitor to begin that process. Sometimes he made it sound like she was an item to be auctioned off to any man that seemed suitable enough to her father. Victoria could only assume because he was handsome, and mildly knowledgeable, that he could be a potential suitor.

”Yes, Victoria is an excellent cook, a kindhearted and sweet young lady. Her penmanship is more perfect than any person’s I’ve seen in the entire state. I’ve seen her make quilts and hem clothing faster than a rabbit runs from a hungry fox. She is very literate and knows how to read and write properly. She can play the violin, she is good at arithmetic, and she-“ With that Victoria quickly intervened, pulling her father aside. ”Papa! Why don’t you tell Xavier all about your model steam engine? It is perfect to scale representation, and he is so proud to talk about it.” Mr. Livingston’s face lit up again and he turned his attention back towards the steam engine. ”Wonderful invention, isn’t it? It uses the pressure of coal and steam to power locomotives and boats. In fact, I’ve done several maintenance works on the steam engine ferry that goes back and forth on the Savannah river.” With that Mr. Livingston got off his tangent of his daughter and onto the mechanics of the steam engine. Victoria let out a gentle sigh and hurried back to the front desk while the two men were distracted by their work.

Reaching for her basket behind the desk, Victoria grabbed her book on mechanical devices and hurried up the stairs to her bedroom, being very careful to upon reaching the hallway just above her father’s workshop. She quickly stowed the book under her pillow and tiptoed back out into the stair well, where she heard her father’s voice ”I don’t have any clothes to give you… As I’m the only gentleman of the household, and any of my clothes would be too small…” Victoria was just getting back into the main entryway when she saw her father emerge from his workspace, pulling out the tin box holding the day’s earnings. He pulled out a two dollars and handed them over to Victoria. ”Take that and this young man to the town. Get him some new clothes.” Victoria overheard his question about a piano and Victoria pointed down a small hallway to a sitting room. ”We do have a piano in the sitting room… It may need to be tuned though, as it hasn’t been used in a few years.”

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Behind Blue Eyes [1x1]

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ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴ'Ｓ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe тнe вαd мαɴ
тσ вє тнє ѕα∂ мαη

ＢＥＨＩＮＤ ＢＬＵＥ ＥＹＥＳ

ＡＮＤ ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴＳ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe нαтed
тσ вє ƒαтє∂

ＴＯ ＴＥＬＬＩＮＧ ＯＮＬＹ ＬＩＥＳ

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Arthur nodded to Eva in response. Yep, Alyssa- he was certain she was the same girl Jacob had relations with in the past. No wonder she was being so distant and angry. And no wonder Jacob wasn’t acting quite like is upbeat and sociable self. It just reminded Arthur of the dangers of getting involved in a relationship with their line of work. Maybe it was easier for his three friends because their line of work may not directly affect their classmates. Drug trade? Eh, maybe it helped some of them get their hands on weed or cocaine. But Jacob was higher up in the chain than just some street dealer. Spying? Maybe one or two, at maximum three of his classmates had any political involvement. Even then Arthur wasn’t sure if Terrance's family was keeping any tabs on them. Then thieving? Unless one of his classmates owned some rare, expensive gem, or was hoarding a mountain of cash in some secret vault, Arthur highly doubted it. But a hitman? A hit could be put on anyone. Whether it was a political leader, to one’s too noisy neighbor that they wanted… silenced. Arthur didn’t know if he had ever killed anyone close to any classmates. He didn’t want to know, in fact. He got his missions, he carried them out, he got paid, and that was it. Any more involvement or association with the target or the person instigating the hit left too much room for emotions.

A dark haired girl interrupted his thoughts as a handful of students seemed to scatter away from her in a hustle. She was dressed significantly different from all the other girls in the class. She didn’t pretty herself up, and didn’t go out of her way to be your friend it seemed. He saw the tiniest bit of his own personality in her, which is the only reason he remembered who she was- Gigi. Another one of Eva’s friends, Arthur remembered. ”Herregud. Är hon inte den vackraste kvinnan du någonsin sett?” Arthur turned his attention to his friend Alexander, who was resting his elbow on his desk, and his chin in his palm. His eyes didn’t seem to leave Gigi the minute she walked in. Terrance seemed to roll his eyes so hard it was as if his head would pop off. ”Du kan inte vara allvarlig.” was Terrance’s response as he leaned in close, as only their group of friends could hear.

”She is like a female version of Arthur. Of all the hot chicks in this school, why are you attracted to some dirty, punk chick? Alexander’s eyes didn’t leave Gigi’s body for a second as he shot back a response, just smiling. ”Sure, we all have our flings. But there is always that one we love. You wouldn’t understand. Only I and Jacob have ever fallen in love with someone. OW!” The sudden outburst of pain came from Jacob slamming a punch into Alexander’s side. This was obviously still a very sore subject for Jacob, Arthur observed. ”Shut it, Alex.” Was all Jacob gritted through is teeth. ”JACOB PATRONE!” A voice shot through the air. Ugh, it was the homeroom teacher. ”I won’t tolerate your abusive behavior this year! Principal’s office! Now!” . Jacob scowled and shot up from his seat, grabbing his bag, and marching straight towards the door.

Terrance called out after Jacob as he stormed out. ”Look, Jacob. You need to start getting over that thing. I’m already setting up a party for Friday night. And I bet you anything she is going to be there too, because her friends are going to drag her along.” Arthur just shook his head. It was obvious that Terrance was really putting his, well other extremity, before his brain. But then Arthur caught something Terrance said and shook his head even more. Oh Lord, not another party. Arthur was tired of having to fend himself off from fan girls in the comfort of his friend’s house. Why couldn’t they just try and stay in one weekend like normal people?

Jacob walked out into the stream of the hallway and slammed the door behind him. It just caused some of the posters and pictures hanging on the wall to quiver. ”As for the rest of you!” It was very obvious that she was specifically targeting the group of Swedes. ”I won’t tolerate any shenanigans for you three either. I am not afraid to get you all expelled, even if it is your last year!” Damn, Arthur thought. Were they really as bad as she was making them all out to be? The very smallest smile couldn’t help but sprout from the corner of Arthur’s mouth. He knew they were bad, but it was fun seeing teacher’s faces turn purple. Sometimes Arthur imagined what it would be like if he ever got a hit on a teacher that he hated. Killing a teacher like her would probably be too enjoyable, he would have to be extra careful not to do a sloppy job. Leave no evidence behind!

Arthur turned his head back to the 4 girls. It was interesting how strongly a role three of them had in his friend’s life, that he hadn’t really noticed before. His eyes moved down to the petite Eva sitting on his left. She was the only outsider in all these relationships, kind of how Arthur was the outsider in his friend’s relationships too. Maybe it would be easier for him to remember her name this year. He determined it was kind of nice sitting next to her. She didn’t harass him so far, unlike some of the other girls who would be doing so much to try and get his attention. Some would pull his hair, which he absolutely despised. ”Are you alright?” The words came out so suddenly he wasn’t sure why he asked. Well, he knew the context of the question was in response to Jacob’s very loud scene and the teacher’s screeching fest. But, he wasn’t sure why he was asking her if she was okay. Damn, there was that weird warmth in his stomach again.

╚══════╬ "We Swedes are used to the cold... I just don't want you to freeze beside me." ╬══════╝

ＢＵＴ ＭＹ ＤＲＥＡＭＳ．．．

ＴＨＥＹ ＡＲＥＮ'Ｔ ＡＳ ＥＭＰＴＹ

ＡＳ ＭＹ ＣＯＮＳＣＩＥＮＣＥ ＳＥＥＭＳ ＴＯ ＢＥ

Ｉ ＨＡＶＥ ＨＯＵＲＳ， ＯＮＬＹ ＬＯＮＥＬＹ．．．

ＭＹ ＬＯＶＥ ＩＳ ＶＥＮＧＥＡＮＣＥ

ＴＨＡＴ'Ｓ ＮＥＶＥＲ ＦＲＥＥ

✖✖ Translations: [1] Oh my God. Is she not the most beautiful woman you've ever seen?
[2] You can’t be serious.
✖✖ I Feel... Warm?...
✖✖ I am At... School -> Homeroom.
✖✖ I am With... Jacob, Terrance, Alexander, Eva, Helene, Alyssa, Gigi, and others.
✖✖ I am Thinking..."My stomach must be upset..."
✖✖ I am Wearing...The school uniform; Black dress pants, white button down shirt, blue suit jacket, black tie, and black shoes.

Bless Your Heart [1 x 1]

Oh my goodness, haha! It will be interesting to see how he reacts to normal things.

Bless Your Heart [1 x 1]

𝓥𝓲𝓬𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓪 𝓛𝓲𝓿𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓷 ➳ ♥

"Beauty may be dangerous, but intelligence is lethal."

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A bright blush came across Victoria’s face when Xavier kissed the back of his hand and introduced himself in French. She didn’t know French fluently, but she understood his common phrase. She pulled her hand back, looking directly in his eyes. He was not shy showing his intentions, and it made her slightly nervous. Sure he was a handsome guy, but he was still a complete stranger to her. He continued being polite and thankful. She kept thinking that he shouldn’t thank her so soon when she wasn’t sure how her father would react to her bringing in a random man. He really needed to know his stuff if he were to impress her father.

Her eyes lit up a little when he mentioned knowing how to play the piano. ”There is a tavern in town that is often looking for new entertainment. They are always in need of new talent to try and pull in guests. The more you pull in, the more you get out of it.” Victoria brightened up a little. She really loved listening to people play music. Her younger sister used to know how to play some tunes on the piano. It always caused her heart to flutter. But Victoria quickly shook her head to snap back to the reality at hand. A ‘real book’? What did he mean about it being a ‘real book’? Of course it was real. It was physically in her hands. Was there ever such thing as a ‘fake book’? She found it odd how he examined it so gently. She appreciated the fact he wasn’t just flinging through the pages. But also confused why he was handling it so gently.

However, his reaching for her book was relatively closed to her chest, as she was already pressing the book against her bosom This only caused her to blush significantly brighter until he handed the book back to her. ”It is an alright book… I just like reading a lot.” She wasn’t sure how he would react to knowing she much more preferred reading scientific journals. She knew all men who ever found out made fun of her, or degraded her. That wasn’t her place as a woman! Her place was as a caregiver and mother. She allowed him to take her basket, a very nice gentlemanly action. She courtesy slightly to him ”Thank you… Well, let’s head back to my father’s shop.” And with that she headed down the cobbled path, which Xavier by her side.

She began to speak up, but noticed him run of to look at the local newspaper. He didn’t take on of the papers, and it looked as if he were just scanning the title. But when he came back, his face looked slightly paler. A worried look quickly crossed Victoria’s face, even though it was obvious Xavier was trying to play it off as nothing. She didn’t want to pry, it was maybe too nosy and personal of her. It was obvious that whatever it was, he didn’t want to talk about it. If he did, then he wouldn’t be trying so hard to hide his reaction. All she could say was, ”Read some bad news?” As she continued to the clock shop quickly. Upon arrival nothing had changed since Victoria left. She was pretty certain that no new customers came while she was out. Victoria gestured to where Xavier could put down her basket and headed to the back door. She placed a stead hand on the knob and knocked a few times on the door. ”Father! We have a visitor.”

Leading Xavier in to his father’s workshop, it was quite big and packed full of many different gadgets. Ranging from a few opened watches, some missing springs, some gears, some screws, all the way to a giant model of a steam engine. It was obvious it had been opened, taken apart, and reassembled multiple times over. Mr. Livingston sat at his desk, hunched over a watch that he was currently repairing. He turned around hearing footsteps and raised an eyebrow. ”You don’t have to bring customers back here, you know that Victoria… Is something wrong?” He stood up, pulling out a rag to wipe off soot and oil that coated his hands. It was at this moment that Victoria had no idea how to introduce this man to her father. Hi dad, this complete stranger, possibly homeless man, is looking for work and a place to lay is head. Can we help him?

”Papa- I- Well. Um. This is Xavier.” Victoria began. Her father raised an eyebrow looking at the young man. ”Aye. It is good to meet you, Xavier.’ He stuck out his hand to give a strong handshake to him. ”Is this your newest suitor, Victoria? A lot more handsome than that last one, yet… his clothes seem kind of odd.” He whispered that last part to Victoria. Her face flushed as bright of a red as a roma tomato. ”NO! No- I- He-” God why was she being so bashful right now? ”He is looking for work and a place to stay! He was mugged outside of town, and fell into the river… I told him I wasn’t sure if you were looking to hire. But he is a scholar from-“ She paused, realizing she didn’t know where he was from. But it didn’t matter, as Mr. Livingston crossed his arms on his chest.

”No… I’m not really looking to hire right now… Unless you can prove to me that you really know your stuff… I can give you a place to sleep and… some money for new garments.” He stated, examining the odd clothing that Xavier wore. ”So… tell me what you know about watches… or engineering… or physics, or mechanics. I’ll see if I have a use for you.”

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Behind Blue Eyes [1x1]

@Hero

lol! You are fine. I can fix that soon. So uuuuuhhh... _{where did you put these pictures?}

Behind Blue Eyes [1x1]

@Hero I accidentally put redhead. Totally meant brunette, so I changed that.

Behind Blue Eyes [1x1]

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ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴ'Ｓ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe тнe вαd мαɴ
тσ вє тнє ѕα∂ мαη

ＢＥＨＩＮＤ ＢＬＵＥ ＥＹＥＳ

ＡＮＤ ＮＯ ＯＮＥ ＫＮＯＷＳ ＷＨＡＴ ＩＴＳ ＬＩＫＥ．．．

тo вe нαтed
тσ вє ƒαтє∂

ＴＯ ＴＥＬＬＩＮＧ ＯＮＬＹ ＬＩＥＳ

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There was the natural roar of student’s voices echoing through the grounds, and even in the halls as they entered. Ahead of him he could see his friends leading the way to homeroom, the two girls following behind. The brown haired girl seemed more and more angry the more she had to be around his friends. Memories were slowly coming back to Arthur. He was sure that was the same girl that Jacob had to break up with. That was an awful night. He had never seen any of his friends cry since they were all little kids in elementary school. In their line of work, it tends to harden you very quickly, not show your true emotions. Somehow his three friends were still able to present themselves as normal high school students, where as Arthur seemed to have overdone his emotionless demeanor.

But that night Jacob broke Alyssa’s heart. Jacob cried. He didn’t do it in front of Alyssa. It would have shown her too much of how he cared for her. He needed it to be swift and quick. Like ripping off a band aid. But she wouldn’t let him leave, end things that quickly or easily. Arthur remembered after she finally left, Jacob crumbled and began crying. Arthur could only assume that Jacob really cared about her… maybe even loved her. But his memories were quickly interrupted by the sound of a sweet voice. For some reason it reminded him of the toast and honey his mom would give him for breakfast as a child. There was an odd warmth that rose up in his stomach, but he quickly pushed it away… how odd.

Somehow, miraculously, he heard the voice of the third girl, walking beside her. Ah, Eva! It was like a little lightbulb going off in his mind. He hated how awful he was at remembering names. He nodded to her, letting her know that he remembered her, and confirming he was Arthur like she suggested. Even this was a significant amount of communication from him to a stranger. Terrance was looking over his shoulder and winked towards Helene. Arthur just barely caught it and was curious what that was all about.

As the halls became a little more and more crowded, the group came almost to a standstill, as the currents of moving students seemed to collide. It was crowded, noisy, and Arthur wasn’t having any of it. He was significantly taller than everyone, his head poking out over the crowd. He coughed deeply, which seemed to catch the attention of a few people. Many freshmen students quickly jumped out of the way, and a handful of others began moving, parting the crowd so the center walkway was somewhat clear. ”Thanks, Arthur!” Alexander called from up ahead. Arthur simply nodded and moved through the crowd, occasionally glancing back at Eva to see if she was still behind him. Not like he cared, he just knew that they happened to have the same homeroom, so there was no point in letting her get lost in the large crowd.

Reaching the homeroom, a few people were starting to claim their seats, though a handful of girls were standing around, chatting and holding their bags. Arthur groaned slightly at this. He knew what it meant. They were waiting for him to claim a seat so they could try and snatch up the closet one to him. They did it every year, and each year it got older and older with Arthur. He just wanted to sit with his friends, in peace, unbothered by the giggling gaggle of girls around him, and their failed attempts at flirtation. Why couldn’t they understand that. Arthur waited for Jacob, Terrance, and Alexander to grab their seats before he started to sit down. He didn’t get a chance to notice, but Helene quickly grabbed Eva tightly on the arm, and tried to sling her towards the seat next available to Arthur. It was done so quickly that Arthur was still looking away, towards his friends. And also, fast enough to prevent one of the random girls from claiming this prime real estate. When Arthur looked back over on his left to see Eva standing there, it gave him an odd feeling of reassurance that it wasn’t one of the other crazy girls standing around.

People were slowly claiming their seats, still talking about their summer experiences when Arthur spoke towards Eva. ”The brunette. What is her name? Arthur asked, it was bugging him that he couldn’t remember her name. He didn’t really care much about her, besides the relationship she used to have with Jacob. It didn’t click with him that by asking something like that, could be misconstrued as him showing more interest for the other girl. He wasn’t really interested in anyone at the moment. Especially if it means avoiding a situation like what Jacob had to go through. On his right, Terrance was on his phone, sending a message to Helene.

”God that was SLICK! Now look. We both know that Eva has a thing for Arthur. Why? Who the hell knows. All I know is we gotta get them together. This Friday, my place, big house party. I expect to see you both there!” Terrance looked towards Helene after putting his phone down, to make sure the message got through.

╚══════╬ "We Swedes are used to the cold... I just don't want you to freeze beside me." ╬══════╝

ＢＵＴ ＭＹ ＤＲＥＡＭＳ．．．

ＴＨＥＹ ＡＲＥＮ'Ｔ ＡＳ ＥＭＰＴＹ

ＡＳ ＭＹ ＣＯＮＳＣＩＥＮＣＥ ＳＥＥＭＳ ＴＯ ＢＥ

Ｉ ＨＡＶＥ ＨＯＵＲＳ， ＯＮＬＹ ＬＯＮＥＬＹ．．．

ＭＹ ＬＯＶＥ ＩＳ ＶＥＮＧＥＡＮＣＥ

ＴＨＡＴ'Ｓ ＮＥＶＥＲ ＦＲＥＥ

✖✖ I Feel... Neutral.
✖✖ I am At... School -> Homeroom.
✖✖ I am With... Jacob, Terrance, Alexander, Eva, Helene and?...
✖✖ I am Thinking..."..."
✖✖ I am Wearing...The school uniform; Black dress pants, white button down shirt, blue suit jacket, black tie, and black shoes.