Like Glass

Chapter 1

Lovino Vargas sighed as he stared into space, praying that the teacher wouldn't just happen to call on him. It was his first day at Hetalia High School, and so far it hadn't been going so well. It was only second period and he had already managed to nearly blow himself up at science class while yelling at some German guy that was hitting on his brother…damn potato bastard.

At the moment, Lovino was stuck in math class-a grade 10 math class. He was a grade 9. He and his twin brother, Feliciano, had just recently moved from Italy. Being nearly half way through the first semester in an already crowded school, Lovino had the terrible luck of being placed in the grade 10 academic math class. Meanwhile, Feli was probably enjoying himself in a cooking class or something like that. Fucking wonderful.

The older Vargas twin almost fell out of his seat when he felt a had come into contact with his shoulder. "Che cazzo!" he yelped as he spun around to see a tall boy with tan skin and wavy brown hair with incredibly green eyes that shined like emeralds.

"Ah, lo siento, did I scare you?" The boy spoke with a Spanish accent and considering the language he had spoken…well, it was safe to assume he was Spanish.

"N-no! I just-!" The Italian could feel his face grow hot and he inwardly cursed those genes that made him blush so damned much. Seriously, it wasn't just him! It runs in the family!

The Spaniard chuckled as he poked playfully at Lovino's cheek. "You look like a tomato~!"

"Do not, tomato bastard."

"Aww~ You already have a nickname for me! Well, my name's Antonio Fernandez Carriedo! I have a feeling we're going to be great friends, mi tomate!"

Lovino glared at the other boy and crossed his arms as he listened to Anton-ah, tomato bastard, go on about stuff that the Italian boy couldn't bother to pay attention to. Does he ever stop talking! Soon, Lovino began to grow irritated. "Shut the Hell up! And my name is Lovino, and I'm not your tomato! Got it?"

Antonio looked back at Lovino with a shit-eating grin spread across his face. "Lovino. That's a cute name, Lovi~"

"What the fuck is a Lovi!" the young Italian screeched, whipping his head back around to face the Spaniard.

Antonio let out another laugh. "It's you!"

Lovino sighed and restrained himself from getting into a fight on his first day. If he had, nonno was sure to be unhappy with him. This was going to be a long day.

A/N: So here we go, the intro to my first fanfic! Well, first posted here anyways…
It's really short, but the restof the chapters will be longer! I promise ;)

Happy, Jammy Jam? I finally got one up!

Translations:

Italian:

Che cazzo : what the fuck

Nonno : grandpa

Spanish:

Lo siento : I'm sorry

Mi tomate : my tomato

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