Chapter 1: New Kid

Alfred F. Jones! That was his name. He was the self proclaimed hero of the entire school. No one knew what the F in his name stood for and because of his weird personality people made up humerous replacements. Some called him Alfred "Fartface" or "Fag" Jones. He was on the football team for his school and he was gay. His team mates didn't take too kindly to this when they found out. He got picked on a lot but his attitude never changed. He still jumps to the rescue whenever someone needs it. Right now, the hero was in the principals office with a bloody nose and a black eye standing next to one of the other football players who seemed ready to finish off the blonde.

"So," the principal began, tapping a pencil on the desk. "What happened?"

"Alfred's being a freaking homo as usual." Answered the kid.

Alfred looked about ready to cry, but instead inhaled deeply and shifted on his feet.

"That's nice James, now please let Alfred talk."

"No sir, I don't have anything to say."

"Okay then, how about this? Who threw the first punch?"

James seemed all to happy that he did and immediatly spoke up. "I did sir."

"Okay, then. Alfred did you punch back?"

Before the blonde could say anything, James spoke again. "No he didn't, because he's too much of a girl to do anything."

The principal sighed and wrote something on a piece of paper. "James you have detention for a month and will stay after school for two hours everyday during that month, come see me after school for more details. You, mister Jones, can return to your class. I'll be letting you parents know what happened here, but you're not in trouble. Now both of you, go."

Once they were outside of the office, James feinted, and Alfred flinched. A laugh erupted from the other as he walked off back to his class. Alfred shuffled slowly in the opposite direction, glad that he wasn't in the same class as the other. He knocked on the door to his class, and the teacher told him to enter. Alfred walked in and took his seat. The teacher continued to write on the white board showing them the difference between slope intercept and point slope equations. He focused hard and took detailed notes.

As soon as class got out, someone touched his shoulder, and Alfred turned around. It was Gilbert, his best friend. He was one of the few that cared that Alfred was gay and tended to really care if he got hurt. Now he could be watching out for Alfred because his brother, Matthew, told him to, plus Gilbert and Matthew were dating. Despite also being a homosexual as well, Gilbert didn't get any crap for it. Mostly it was because he didn't act all happy and excited like Alfred did.

"Are you okay? Was is James again?" Gilbert asked.

"Yeah, but it's nothing."

"The dude gave you a black eye and a bloody nose. That's not nothing." Gilbert grabbed the blonde's chin to examine the damage a little better.

Alfred quickly batted his hand away. "I'm fine, really. Now I have to get to my other class before I'm late."

"Yeah, what ever." Gilbert huffed, but his expression change immediatly when he looked to the door. "Birdie!"

The albino ran towards his boyfriend and lifted him into the air. Matthew gave a squeak of surprise at the sudden attack but giggled when Gilbert put him back down. "Why aren't we in the same class?" Gilbert whined.

"You're a year older than me, that's why." Matthew said.

"It's not fair!"

"Careful, Gil. You homo is showing," said Matthew playfully.

Gilbert smirked and played along. "What where?"

Matthew shook his head and laughed. Alfred smiled at the scene and waved bye to the two before heading off to his next class. He was the first one there, which didn't surprise him, so he took his favorite seat next to the window. A few minutes later a couple of other kids filed in and hesitated a moment when they saw Alfred. They took the seats on the other side of the room and continued talking to eachother. The blonde sighed and waited for the others to file in. Not much later, the rest of the kids ran in and waited for the teacher. When he finally arrived, he was almost five minutes late.

"Sorry I'm late. The Principal called me and asked me to introduce a new student."

It was then that Alfred noticed a punk looking kid with dyed green hair that matched his brilliant green eyes. He had various piercings on both ears and was wearing a t-shirt with the British flag printed on it and black skinny jeans. As far as Alfred could tell, his nails were painted black because his hands were currently stuck in his pockets with only the thumbs sticking out.

"This is Arthur Kirkland."

Athur said nothing so the teacher continued.

"Well then, how about you take that desk next to Alfred."

Arthur shrugged not bothering to ask who Alfred was. He was guessing it was the kid with the brilliant red hair and freckles all over his face or the blonde kid sitting next to the window. Either way, the only open desk was between those two. Quickly taking his seat, Arthur dug through his back pack and pulled out a notebook and pencil. He didn't have a textbook yet, considering he just transfered here.

"Okay, class, let's begin. Open up to page 65 in you books. Alfred would you please share with Arthur."

Alfred looked up from his book and to the teacher, then to Arthur sitting next to him. The green haired boy didn't seem to notice that the teacher had asked someone to share their book with him. He was too focused on drawing something in his notebook.

"Umm..." Alfred started.

Arthur looked over at him with one eyebrow raised. "What?"

The blonde heard the thick British accent leave the punk's mouth and a blush immediatly colored his face. A few snickers could be heard from around the room. Alfred turned away to hide his face and continued. "The teacher wanted us to share my book."

"Okay, but you're going to have to scoot your desk a little closer."

"R-Right!" Alfred stood from his desk and pushed it towards the Brit who had turned back to drawing on the paper. When they were close enough, Alfred sat back down and put the textbook between both of them. Hesitantly, he reached out his hand. "I... I'm Alfred."

Arthur looked back up, looking somewhat annoyed, and took his hand into his. "Arthur."

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OMG I have to stop coming up with these new stories! I'll never be able to keep up with them all. But I am still working on them, so don't worry! And hurray for my 20th story! Anyway, don't forget to review~!