All Grown Up (part 2b/3)
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June 6 2009, 04:14:31 UTC
Iggy attended the prestigious International Academy, which catered to the children of high-ranking diplomats. She'd gotten into the secondary school program on an academic scholarship. Her parents had beamed for a whole week, and the Joneses had taken them out to celebrate. She had soon gained a reputation as a 'brain', a responsible, organized, steady hand mature beyond her years. She ranked top of her class in every subject; and in her second year she became the youngest Secretary ever elected to the Student Council.
Her second year was also when Alfred entered the International Academy himself, also on a full scholarship, this one for sports. His reputation was made as quickly as Iggy's had been - a wisecracking jock, as quick to fight as to forgive, always to be counted upon for a class-disrupting joke or prank. He should have been hated by the teachers, but he had a wide smile and a boyish charm that somehow always swayed them to his side, and him away from trouble (or, at least, too much trouble.) They did not trust him, but they could not help but like him.
Iggy was disgusted to find several of her classmates openly squealing about their underclassman, going on about his 'dreamy eyes' and 'oooh that smile' and 'I just want to touch that hair....that cowlick! Isn't it cute?' She was even more disgusted to find some third-year girls also eying the tall baseball player with speculative eyes.
She was most disgusted to find herself agreeing with some of their sentiments; but it was worse, because there was something to it beyond a shallow infatuation based on good looks and sports prowess - she was beginning to fear she still loved the irritating, traitorous little brat.
***
Alfred was a jock and Iggy was a brain; they were, therefore, natural and eternal enemies. He would lead his yelling, rough-housing teammates in a frantic stampede down the halls; Iggy would furiously push through new student by-laws to regulate their behavior. Alfred would blatantly ignore those rulings; Iggy would make sure he was punished by it. She ended up assigning him more detentions than any teacher did.
She usually presided over those detentions herself; letting him in regular detention, with all the other troublemakers, only meant that he would overwhelm whatever poor teacher was there. She would use this opportunity to lecture him on his many sins, and demand he do his homework. Alfred would jeer back at her, do his homework - if it was English, he'd show it to Iggy just to make her sob in rage at what he'd done to her beloved language; if it was science or math, he'd show it to her just to irritate her because of his inexplicable ease with the subjects; and if it was anything else, he'd show it to her to display the odd scribbles he put all over the papers.
She usually ended up forcing him to revise, hovering over him just to make sure he 'did it right'. (As a result, Alfred had good grades, a shameful fact he hid from his teammates lest it destroy his reputation. Iggy would yell at him for this too)
They had to put up with each other at home, too; the Kirklands and the Joneses were still very close. They had dinner at each other's houses at least once a week. They bickered, of course; but their parents only smiled fondly at the sniping. They referred to Alfred`s detentions as their `study sessions`.
***
Alfred entered his second year, and Iggy her third. Iggy was now School Council President, the youngest one ever. Alfred had become the youngest ever captain of the baseball team, as well as an alternate on the track and basketball teams. Their parents were both very proud of them.
A strange coincidence occurred in that year; both Alfred and Iggy found new transfer students in their classes, ones they knew. For Alfred, it was his cousin Matthew, who still looked uncannily like him - much to his dismay, as he was forever being mistaken for his much louder, rowdier cousin.
Iggy, meanwhile, was a bit surprised to find an old friend from Europe in her class. His name was Francis Bonnefoy.
***
- Alfred's talent with science and math is based on how, in canon, they seem to be showing him as a bit of a genius ditz - good with planes and computers. And, as we all know, dense about most everything else. Or is he
Her second year was also when Alfred entered the International Academy himself, also on a full scholarship, this one for sports. His reputation was made as quickly as Iggy's had been - a wisecracking jock, as quick to fight as to forgive, always to be counted upon for a class-disrupting joke or prank. He should have been hated by the teachers, but he had a wide smile and a boyish charm that somehow always swayed them to his side, and him away from trouble (or, at least, too much trouble.) They did not trust him, but they could not help but like him.
Iggy was disgusted to find several of her classmates openly squealing about their underclassman, going on about his 'dreamy eyes' and 'oooh that smile' and 'I just want to touch that hair....that cowlick! Isn't it cute?' She was even more disgusted to find some third-year girls also eying the tall baseball player with speculative eyes.
She was most disgusted to find herself agreeing with some of their sentiments; but it was worse, because there was something to it beyond a shallow infatuation based on good looks and sports prowess - she was beginning to fear she still loved the irritating, traitorous little brat.
***
Alfred was a jock and Iggy was a brain; they were, therefore, natural and eternal enemies. He would lead his yelling, rough-housing teammates in a frantic stampede down the halls; Iggy would furiously push through new student by-laws to regulate their behavior. Alfred would blatantly ignore those rulings; Iggy would make sure he was punished by it. She ended up assigning him more detentions than any teacher did.
She usually presided over those detentions herself; letting him in regular detention, with all the other troublemakers, only meant that he would overwhelm whatever poor teacher was there. She would use this opportunity to lecture him on his many sins, and demand he do his homework. Alfred would jeer back at her, do his homework - if it was English, he'd show it to Iggy just to make her sob in rage at what he'd done to her beloved language; if it was science or math, he'd show it to her just to irritate her because of his inexplicable ease with the subjects; and if it was anything else, he'd show it to her to display the odd scribbles he put all over the papers.
She usually ended up forcing him to revise, hovering over him just to make sure he 'did it right'. (As a result, Alfred had good grades, a shameful fact he hid from his teammates lest it destroy his reputation. Iggy would yell at him for this too)
They had to put up with each other at home, too; the Kirklands and the Joneses were still very close. They had dinner at each other's houses at least once a week. They bickered, of course; but their parents only smiled fondly at the sniping. They referred to Alfred`s detentions as their `study sessions`.
***
Alfred entered his second year, and Iggy her third. Iggy was now School Council President, the youngest one ever. Alfred had become the youngest ever captain of the baseball team, as well as an alternate on the track and basketball teams. Their parents were both very proud of them.
A strange coincidence occurred in that year; both Alfred and Iggy found new transfer students in their classes, ones they knew. For Alfred, it was his cousin Matthew, who still looked uncannily like him - much to his dismay, as he was forever being mistaken for his much louder, rowdier cousin.
Iggy, meanwhile, was a bit surprised to find an old friend from Europe in her class. His name was Francis Bonnefoy.
***
- Alfred's talent with science and math is based on how, in canon, they seem to be showing him as a bit of a genius ditz - good with planes and computers. And, as we all know, dense about most everything else. Or is he
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i can't wait for more of this.
ESPECIALLY-
Iggy, meanwhile, was a bit surprised to find an old friend from Europe in her class. His name was Francis Bonnefoy.
kdjhfkjdshfkesf francis francis fraaannnciiis. oh alfred, whatcha gunna doooo.
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My heart broke on that one sentence: He didn't need Iggy anymore.
*cries*
And Albion as Iggy's father was just great.
And Francis! dun dun DUUUN. ♥
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Their childhood was adorable and now. Now they're all grown up and...
And F5ing anon.
Love that your Alfred is good at Science and Math, btw.
HAHAA. I LOVE HOW THE FIRST THOUGHT IN MY HEAD AFTER READING THE LAST LINE WAS FRUK.
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Still really, really good. Excited for Francis to show up, because he always brings lols and drama.
That's true, he is pretty techy. Alfred isn't probably as dense as he looks, since he generally able to get what he wants from Kiku and Arthur.
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