‘ History Club!
Learn about the Greats,
Role play history!
Play amazing history games!
Held every Wednesday.’
Mymy peered from over the paper.
“This is it?”
The paper seemed to make the club —if it could be called that— sound more
professional and inviting, but it was in a spare classroom that hadn’t
been dusted in a while.
“Yeah, you’re here for the History Club? Welcome!” An overly eager boy
shook her hand. “Flip. Flip van Vliet.”
She hesitated, but spoke as if it didn’t affect her. “Mymy Schoppenboer,
you might see me on the ballot for class representative this year.”
A nervous looking girl was playing with one of her braids absentmindedly.
“I’m Heleentje de Vries.” Her voice was soft and had a lisp.
Another boy didn’t even look up from his laptop.
“Hikaru.”
Not much for chatter then, she mused, pulling out a chair next to the
girl. She sat down, taking in her strange new surroundings and stranger
clubmates.
Flip was a stocky boy, wearing just a t-shirt with some comic book
character she’d never heard of and cargo shorts. He smiled at her, then
pushed his glasses up and opened a history book in English.
Heleentje was already writing notes on a figure she’d wanted to discuss.
Her clothing was smart, conservative, and form fitting. She picked up the
end of a braid and started to chew on her hair, writing dates and times.
Hikaru scrutinized his laptop, head resting on his fist. His pants were
clearly worn and secondhand, similarly to the device. Despite the
technical problems, there wasn’t a hint of emotion on his face.
No wonder this club isn’t popular, Mymy thought, but it’s not like I have
much choice.
“So, Heleentje, since we finally have more than us three, we can start!”
Flip leaned back and grinned.
Heleentje stood up, towering over the rest of the club members. She seemed
much shorter sitting down.
“We will still be discussing Willem van Oranje. Mymy,” she paused and
turned to her, “You weren’t here, but last week, I decided we would talk
about actual history so Flip would actually learn something, and Hikaru
could learn it, but from a Dutch perspective.”
Flip scowled. “You’re also doing it so then we don’t get the club shut
down! They’re not too keen on having just 3 kids playing Paradox games and
leeching off the school WiFi.”
Heleentje ignored him, continuing, “We already covered Willem’s childhood
and early adult life. We will now be talking about his transition from
politician to a rebel…”
This would certainly be a long hour.
___
“Any questions?” Heleentje said, looking around.
“Yeah, how does this relate to the game at all?” Flip asked.
She pressed her lips together. “Well… um… it’s historical, so it can add
another layer of understanding to it?”
He was satisfied with that.
“Alright, we have about… 10 minutes left, so who came here for what this
should’ve been, and who came here for everything else?” Flip looked
towards Mymy for an answer.
“Well,” she began, “Historical re-enactments were promised, were they
not?”
“We’ll get to that soon. Heleentje?”
“You know I joined for real history..” She sighs, folding her hands. “But
I suppose learning a little about Hearts of Iron 4 is fine.”
“That settles it. You all know what’s on next week!”
___
Mymy flopped on her bed, groaning. The day had been so grating, dealing
with an awful club, having to interact with Maya for longer than 8
minutes, and not being able to buy an expansion pack to bring some much
needed spice back into the game.
“What a waste of time.” She pulled her phone from her skirt pocket,
checking her unread messages.
Heleentje (2) 17:00
Sorry, Flip can be very exhausting. He’s not always this bad though.
She scoffed. “ Can be” is quite the understatement, she thought to
herself. She read the next message.
Heleentje 17:03
Maybe we could hang out and talk about real history on Friday? We can have
a quick meal at Parel and hang out at the park. My treat.
Interesting. Mymy bit her lip. She could never have too many friends, nor
could she turn down free food and interesting conversation, but she felt
there must’ve been some other motive.
Actually… The gears in her ‘clearly superior’ head spun, a good potential
class representative would network and get to know her classmates. She
typed out two short texts.
You 17:34
Of course
See you then ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ
I’ve never written a multiple chaptered fic before so have this. I’ve been
so anxious about it hahahahahhshdhdhdhjdhdjhd
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