Chapter One
June 18, 2012

Dear Awesome Diary,
My little brother, Ludwig, is groaning from the backseat. He is probably still upset that I had gotten the front seat of the car, even though he is a few inches taller than me. Anyway, Vater has to go on a long trip to Germany for business. He knows Ludwig and I would love to go, but he has to work nearly 24/7. He also knows, that if he wants to keep me and Ludwig out of trouble, not that Ludwig would ever do anything against the rules, he would also have to let us bring Antonio, Francis, Feliciano and Kiku. Indirectly, if Antonio went, Lovino would also have to go, but under the guise he was trying to keep 'Feliciano away from the potato'. However, everyone knows that Lovino was in love with Antonio...well...everyone except Antonio.
Enough of that, back story time! Antonio, Francis and I met back in the second grade when I had climbed on top of the monkey bars on the elementary school playground and declared them 'AWESOME'. Francis' accent wasn't any different then, neither was Antonio's lisp. When the two of them came to ask me if they can be 'awesome', I told them yes. As a kid, I had always been bullied because of my thick German accent that no one else could understand. Francis had the same problem, and Antonio was just beat up because of his lisp. That was the day we decided to call ourselves the 'Bad Friends Trio'. Around eighth and ninth grade, the name became rather lame. I mean, Bad FRIENDS Trio. We eventually ended up calling ourselves the Bad Touch Trio somewhere between first quarter of ninth grade and third quarter ninth grade.
On the other hand, Feliciano and Kiku are Ludwig's best friends. Kiku's back story is actually kinda complicated. All I know is that Kiku's father used to live in China, where he married and his wife gave birth to Kiku's older brother, Yao. Yao's mother died and Yao and his father moved to Japan. In Japan, Mr. Wang met Sakura Honda. Sometime later, Kiku was born. Eventually, Kiku's family moved to America. He met Ludwig a few years ago, and the two were instantly friends. Feliciano is the complete opposite of both Kiku and Ludwig. Feliciano is kind of air-headed, but his heart is definitely in the right place. He loves to make pasta for Ludwig and Kiku, and sometimes even me. Feli doesn't really bother me. It's Feli's twin, Lovino that scares me. Lovino is perpetually angry and swearing. He doesn't have a nice temper. I honestly don't know why Antonio likes him. However, when he thinks nobody is looking, Lovino actually cares a great deal for Feliciano and Antonio. Feliciano and Lovino were exchange students for ninth grade. But, they convinced their grandfather to move to America so they could attend school here, instead of an Italy.
Vater is looking at me questionably. Probably because I'm an awesome-kick-A-seventeen-year-old who is writing in a diary. Yes! REAL MEN USE DIARIES!
I still haven't explained why we're in the car. I got sidetracked, explaining the wonders of my mysterious friends. Vater said that we couldn't go to Germany, so he's convinced Mrs. Bonnefoy, Mr. Vargas, Mrs. Carriedo, Mr. and Mrs. Honda-Wang and himself, that it is a good idea to ship us all to Florida. Yep, there's a school biology trip to Florida, the second week into summer vacation, and they're shipping us all to bright and sunny Florida. The trip itself doesn't sound that bad, but I'd rather be in Germany.
So, here I am sitting in the car on our way to the airport. To take a trip to Florida. With my little brother, Ludwig. And Francis and Toni. And Feliciano, Lovino, Kiku, and Yao. What could possibly go wrong?
-The AWESOME ONE,
Gilbert Beilschmidt
-Transition-
I shoved the diary into his backpack as he saw the airport come into view.
"You boys ready?" Vater asked us. I couldn't tell whether he was actually worried about us, or if he was happy he didn't have to deal with us for the next week and half. The car stopped as we pulled up to the entrance and Vater turned around.
"You know the rules, Ja?" He asked us. Just to embarrass Ludwig, I shook my head. Ludwig glared at me, he knew exactly what I was doing.
"Alright, both of you no drinking. I know Gilbert; you can drink at home and in Germany. But, when you are both underage and not with me no drinking. Even with Francis there. This includes you to, Ludwig. Ludwig, absolutely no sex with strangers...or anyone for that matter. Gilbert, you are legally allowed to, and I can't stop you. But, for the love of the German, please use a condom. I might die if I get a call from someone saying that you impregnated a girl..."
Vater kept droning on and on. I blushed a bright red, matching my eyes. He had added rules since the last time he told them to us. Ludwig was smirking at me. Little twerp. I tried my hardest to zone out as Vater told us the dangers of STD's and drugs. Like crap, where did this man think we were from? Middle school?
The second Vater finished lecturing, Ludwig and I grabbed our suitcases and dashed out. Not only to escape the rules, but to also meet up with our buddies. I watched as Ludwig walked over to Kiku and Feliciano. I almost laughed when Feliciano shouted 'Luddy' and threw his arms around my brother's neck. It was even funnier, when I saw Ludwig and Kiku had uncomfortable looks on their face.
A hand clapped me on the back and I turned around to see Antonio and Francis, smiling at me. I gave each a high five before asking how they were.
"Bien, y tu?" Antonio said, he was probably to tired to care that he had said that in Spanish, and not in English. Having spent several years around Antonio and his family, I knew what it meant.
"I'm good, Toni. How 'bout you, Francis?" I asked. Francis muttered something in French, I caught a couple words that translated into morning and crap. I laughed, typical response from my friends in morning.

As soon as all the parents had said goodbye, our teacher, a tall Russian man, Mr. Braginski, smiled at us all, asking if we were ready. Everyone shuddered, that smile freaked me out.

June 18th, 2012
Dear AWESOME Diary,
Everyone is sitting down across the chairs in the gate. I probably would be sleeping, but I had at least four cups of coffee this morning. Antonio and Francis are crashed on either side of me. Lovino probably fell asleep sitting upright, but now his head was resting on Antonio's shoulder. **MENTAL CAMERA PICTURE FOR FUTURE BLACKMAIL USAGE** A similar occurrence took place across from me. Feliciano is resting his head on Ludwig shoulder, who doesn't seem to mind. Ludwig is reading some book in German. Even though both of us can fluently speak, write and read in English, for some reason, both of us prefer to use German. Then, you may be questioning why I am writing this diary in English, and not in German. Well, when the awesome me dies an awesome death, the whole world will have to read my diary. And since more people can read English over German, I shall write this in English.
Back to the sleeping situation, Kiku is holding his iPod...and crap! Is that blood on his face?! He seems completely content, even though he is obviously having a nosebleed. Whatever, anyway, Braginski is standing in a corner watching all of us. He doesn't get any less creepy. He just stands there and smiles. His eyes are PURPLE man. That's not NATURAL. Okay, yeah, my eyes are red, whatever! Red is awesome! Purple? Not so much!
Bleh, the stupid-annoying-always-watching-creepily-happy-voice-from-above just came over the intercom saying our flight to Florida was going to be boarding soon. Guess Luddy and I better wake everyone up. Seriously, all of us in Florida? What could go wrong?
The AWESOME one,
Gilbert Beilschmidt

Disclaimer: I not be Hidekaz Himaruya!

A/N: Okay, so if you know me in real life, I used to write A TON of Harry Potter fiction…not so much anymore. Ja, I deleted all my old stories, blah blah blah….so, I'm starting this fiction….That's about it. Spamano, GerIta and PruCan…

PLEASE give me advice! Grammar, spelling, I don't care what it is, but TELL ME! Review and be awesome!