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Mousy, Boring. A bother to be around. A little nobody.

You hated those words. The ones he used to break up with you. He wouldn't be able to use them on you ever again.

Revenge was going to be sweet.
The plan was simple.

Arthur went to an all boy school, he was the most popular guy there. He had even been on the towns new station a couple of times. How would he feel if that spot was taken by an exchange student?

You were going to pose as the exchange student.

"Okay gurl." Felix fluffed your newly cut hair.  "Ve gotta find a style dat puts his punk look to shame."


"Please, de guys at de school are brutal to gods and emos." You giggled at his accent, turning Goths into gods.

Felix went to the same school and had managed to help you get past the entry exam.
"How about....... ve make you an even better punk!!!"

"You just said we need a style to put his to shame."

You thought for a moment, tapping your chin thoughtfully.  

"You know in movies, the Jocks and Punks hate each other." You mused out loud. Felix smirked.

"Your really going to be able to hide dose?" He pointed at your chest. You slapped his hand,  "Hello? I'll just bind them."

"Okay." He pursed his lips and sighed,  "Vat about missing a few gym classes every month? De guys vill notice dat."

You sighed, your shoulders slumping "I forgot about that."
Felix stared at you for a moment, wanting for your revenge to be a success.

"You have anemia, and you need to get medical injections, so the after effect makes you weak."

"What?" You stared at him confused, you didn't have anemia.

"Dat's your excuse. I'll get one of my dad's medical passes and sign it."

"Thanks Felix."

"Don't mention it. De guy deserves vat's coming to him."
He pulled out a credit card  "Let's go get you some new clothing."

-----Time skip----

"Please introduce yourself Mr. Doppel."
You had chosen to use part of the phrase "Doppelganger" as your last name. Pretty stupid, but you felt that it was needed.

"I'm seventeen, I like sports, video games." You shrugged, slouching slightly.
You could see Arthur, he was glaring at you, looking slightly confused.

Ha, he probably though that you looked familiar.

"You can sit next to Gilbert."  An albino boy near the back smirked. You sat down, nodded to him and stared at the teacher.
Why wasn't Felix in this class? How were you supposed to know how to act?

"Doppel." Gilbert leaned towards you, his eyes on the teacher.
"Vhy's Arzer glaring at you?"

You smirked, thinking of several different stories you and Felix had come up with. Time to use your favorite.

"His girlfriend   ________, dumped him for me." It felt strange using your own name that way. Gilbert snorted with laughter.

"I have a feeling zat your a fun guy." He pointed at two other guys, a smirking blonde and a tanned brunette.

"Zat's Francis und Antonio. Vhy don't you sit viz us at lunch?"
"Sure." You leaned back in your chair, thinking your plans over. Gilbert leaned towards the blonde and began whispering furiously.

Francis looked at you. His eyes went wide for a moment, then he turned back to Gilbert.
Your heart beat speed up. Had he realized that you weren't a guy?

----Time skip----

Gilbert was telling yet another of his extremely self obsessed stories, you listened with half an ear, trying to ignore the feeling of someone glaring at you. Beside you, Gilbert's brother Ludwig sat engrossed in a text book, his boyfriend Feliciano wolfing down pasta.
Someone tapped your shoulder sharply. You looked up


The piercings in his lips and eyebrows were still there. You raised an eyebrow.

"You wouldn't happen to know  ________?"
You smirked, this was going to be fun.

"She's my girlfriend." You took fries off Antonio's tray, popping them into your mouth.

"What?!" His mouth dropped, showing the rather nasty looking tounge ring that you had always hated.

Gilbert crowed with laughter, holding out a hand. You slapped him a high-five.
Arthur scowled, " _____ would never go out with a dumb ass jock like you."

You rolled your eyes, a triumphant grin on your lips.

"I got 100% on the entrance exam, including the extra credit questions. I was told that I'm the first one to do that."

Gilbert stared at you wide eyed  "No vay!!"
Arthur's look turned from dislike, to pure hate.

"Didn't you only get 99.2% correct Arzer? Including ze extra credit questions?" Francis leaned back in his chair, his blonde locks falling away from his face.

"So that makes  Doppel, the smartest guy here." Antonio raised an eyebrow in Arthur's direction. The Brit snarled, stomping away from you.

"Oh zis is good. Zat guys has been ze top dog for too long." Gilbert grinned evily, "It's going to be fun vatching him go down."

You knew why the trio hated him with such a passion. It was because of Arthur that they were called names and tripped in the hallway.

Francis was called a Rapist, Gilbert a pervert and Antonio a pedophile. You felt bad for Antonio, the bullying hurt him the most out of the group.

-----Time skip------

You had been going to the school for two months already. You and Felix worked nonstop, studying and training.
You were now the top of all of your classes. It was hard work, but worth it.

"I svear, If I have to look at anoder frickin' soccerball, I'll scream." Felix flopped onto his back, letting the black and white ball lie at his feet.

"It's the sport he's the best at. I have to be better."

Felix snorted "It must be true den."

"Vomen have a higher pain tolerance den men."

You laughed,  "What makes you say that?"

"I can't move anymore and your not even out of breath." He pointed at you grinning.
You rolled your eyes.

"You just never exercise Felix."

Felix's eyes widened, for a moment, you though he was insulted.

"Why would the schools best Jock hang out with the school Drag Queen?"

Arthur. You glared at him.  "What? All my friends have to be jocks?"

He shook his head, still staring at you.  "You look really familiar." Reaching out he grabbed the hem of your shirt.
Oh no. If he lifted it, he would see the bandages across your chest. You grabbed his hand, the metal bracelets he wore clanking loudly.

"Um...... Go avay Arder. Ve like, are training for soccer."

Arthur's other hand came up and pulled down the collar of your shirt. The bandages weren't exposed, but he was staring at you like they were.

Wait a minute.

You looked down. You had forgotten to cover up that scar. The one he had given you with a cigarette one time when he was drunk.

" ______?" He looked hurt, and confused. "Why are you doing this?"
You stared back at him  "Remember how we broke up? That's why." you felt nothing, but the need to make him pay.
He flinched

"Please dinna'e go in there lass." Allistor grabbed your arm, trying to pull you away fron the back stage door.

"He hasn't spoken to me in a week Allistor. I have a right to know why!"
The red-head grit his teeth, his grip tightening.

"Please, it's fer yer own good!"
You shook your head, wrenching your arm out of his grip.

"What's all the racket?"
It was Arthur, his hair teased up into spikes, light glinted off all the piercings he had. Smudges of eyeliner were near the corners on his eyes.

But that wasn't what you noticed.

What you noticed was the girl with fire-engine red hair. She chewed a piece of gum obnoxiously.

"Whos that Artie?" She bounced over to him, wrapping her arms around him.

"Wait here a moment, love." He pushed here away, grabbing your shirt sleeve and pulling you down a hallway.

Allistor followed, not wanting to leave you alone with his brother.

"Well?" You twirled a lock of hair around your finger, a nervous habit of yours.

"Listen  ______. I've had enough of you, you're too mousy and boring. We really aren't compatible."

"What?! So I guess little Miss stripper hair is?"

He scowled at you,  "You are a real bother to be around, she isn't. She knows me better."

"I've known you for over a year. A week with her and she knows you better?"

"I've known her longer than that." He sighed, leaning back.  "Just go home,  _______, you're just a little nobody."

You flinched, but to your surprise, you didn't feel sad. You felt a weight lift of your shoulders, like you had been anticipating this moment for a long time. In it's place settled malicious intent.

Arthur's shoulders slumped. The fight left his eyes.

"That was very dickish of me." He whispered.  You nodded, "Yup." Shrugging, you turned and picked up the soccer ball.

"You aren't exactly the nicest guy in the world."

"I'll make it up to you!" He reached out and grabbed your wrist, a desperate smile on his face.

You snorted, "Good luck with that."

---Time skip-----

"Hey Doppel." Gilbert flicked a leaf at you. You grunted as a reply, flipping through a text book.
The trio and you sat outside under a tree. It was an abnormally hot day.

"Arzer is holding a concert tonight."

You grunted again. Nothing surprising about that.

"It's for his girlfriend   _______."

You looked up, shocked.

The trio nodded.
God Damn it.

You told yourself that you weren't going to go. You sat at home, staring at the clock.
Five minutes before it began, you grabbed your jacket and ran to the park.
The park was filled with people. You pulled your hood on, trying to hide your face slightly.

"You came Doppel!" A tanned arm slung around your shoulders.

Shit. This was BAD!!!!! You had forgotten to bind your chest before leaving. You din't have time.
Antonio smiled cheerfully, while Gilbert's jaw had dropped.

"VHOA!!! Doppel! You have a bust!!" His face turned bright red.

You rolled your eyes. Francis laughed  "I knew it ze first time i saw you."
The crowd went silent. Looking up you saw that Arthur had walked onto the stage, a guitar in hand.

"Um this is for my ex  _______. I hope she's here."
His hair wasn't teased up like usual. It looked the way it did the first time you had met him.

"This is my cover of She Hates Me by Puddle of Mudd."
He took a breath, ducked his head, messing with the strings of his guitar, and began.

"Met a girl, thought she was grand
fell in love, found out first hand
went well for a week or two
then it all came unglued

In a trap, trip I can't grip
never thought I'd be the one who'd slip
then I started to realize
I was living one big lie

She fucking hates me
she fucking hates me
la la la love
I tried too hard
and she tore my feelings like I had none
and ripped them away

She was queen for about an hour
after that shit got sour
she took all I ever had
no sign of guilt
no feeling of bad, no

In a trap, trip I can't grip
never thought I'd be the one who'd slip
then I started to realize
I was living one big lie

that's my story, as you see
learned my lesson and so did she
now it's over and I'm glad
'cause I'm a fool for all I've said

la la la la la la la la la love
la la la la la la la la la love
and she tore my feelings like I had none
she fucking hates me."

He finished, letting out a shaky breath. Turning, he walked off stage, weaving his way through the trees that dotted the landscape of the park.

"Go get 'im." Francis shoved you forward

"What? No! I-I." You stuttered, turning towards the trio. They motioned for you to follow Arthur.

Sighing, you did so.

He was standing near a fountain. Staring at the water with fake concentration.

"Hey Artie." You stood a few feet away from him, not knowing what to say.

"So you think that I hate you." You leaned back and looked at the sky. It was dark, silvery clods drifting past the moon.

"Why else would you make me look like an idiot in school?"

" 'Cause I want you to know how I felt." You shrugged, eyes still on the sky.

"Feeling like a fool and really pissed is the same as a heartbreak?"

You looked at him and laughed,  "That's how it felt for me."

He smiled wryly, his green eyes twinkling "You're still as strange as ever  _______."
Nodding you sat down, picking at the grass.

"You know....If you really don't hate me." Arthur sat next to you, fiddling with his lip piercing.
"Maybe we can start over?"

You looked at him and eyebrow raised.  He grimaced, shrugging his shoulders.

"Okay. I have nothing else to do." You smirked at his bewildered expression.
A request from :iconclockworkbirds:

The song

She hates me (c) Puddle of Mudd

Hetalia belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya-san

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boopbedoopdoop Featured By Owner Jul 4, 2014
Could I see the alternate ending? Please?
asdf167 Featured By Owner Jun 7, 2014  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Could I see the alternate ending please? :3 Pleeeeaaase?Squee Bounce 
Demonkisses14 Featured By Owner Apr 12, 2014
Arthur: yes
Me: but if that happens again I'm going to make your life a living hell and ill kill the bitch -_-
Arthur: o.O
Hetalian76 Featured By Owner Mar 28, 2014
What there's an alternate ending?! Can I see please with a Francis on der top? *makes eyes wide* 
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Silent--Songbird Featured By Owner Jan 28, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
 May I have the alternate ending? s'il vous plaît?
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WhoWillIBecome Featured By Owner Nov 12, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Could I see the alternate ending please? uvu
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