(Full Summary) Matthew Williams is that one kid in the back of the classroom that no one sees or knows. Gilbert Beilsmidt is that one kid that is a total genius and jock-punk combo that everyone loves.
One has nothing to hide. One has a dirty little secret that could make everyone rethink him and who he is. How could these two possibly meet? Through strange circumstances involving a paper clip and an exploding beaker.

Wait... What?

Yeah. A lot of PruCan lately. Anywho, this is AU, so only human names used. Although, Gilbert will be Prussian, Matthew Canadian, and Arthur English (British?), etc.

I dont have the glee of owning Hetalia. Which is good. Because the earth cant handle such endless interminable euphoria.

Yeah. Done with my cheesy line about not owning Hetalia. On to the story!

~Chapter one~ Every Day The Same

He sat two seats to the front and one seat to the left. Right next to the window. He always sat on a stool. He always pulled his feet up to rest on the bottom rung. He always tapped his fingers in a quiet pattern as soon as he sat down. He always had his phone in his right back pocket. He always wore his hair the exact same way. He always had the exact same arm bands on. And he always, no matter what, had that iron cross necklace on.

How did I know this? Well I, Matthew Williams, have been in the exact same class as Gilbert Beilshmidt. For nine years. And only once has he ever recognized i exist. That day, of course, was the best of my pitiful existence. And, just happened, to begin in five minutes.

~Hetalia!~

"Alright class. The notes i had for today were destroyed, so we will simply be mixing randomn ingredients together to amuse ourselves until the bell rings." Ms James, the Chemistry teacher, said this while typing at her fancy nancy laptop. I frowned. "So gather into partners. Settle your squabbles on your own."

Of course. I never get asked to be someone's partner. Never. Never ever ever. Well, maybe someone would, if they could see me. But no one can. So i was stuck alone. Again.

"Hey Gilbert! Wanna be my partner?"

"No Gilbert! Be mine!"

"Heyy Gil, be partners with me?"

I gritted my teeth as i pulled out a few beakers and boxes. One of the most popular boys at school, Gilbert Beilshmidt was also the smartest, the coolest, the most athletic, the cutest-

Scratch that. I didnt think he was cute. Not at all.

But the way he grins, all lopsided like that, makes my heart stop, and the way his red eyes flash with mirth when someone cracks a joke makes my head spin. No, he wasnt cute.

He was adorable.

Hot.

Dreamy.

Awesome.

"Sorry guys, the awesome me doesnt want a partner. Maybe next time, kay?" His voice interrupted my reverie. I blushed and hurredly pulled out the last box i needed. It was so soft, yet strong, and had the most amazing sound to it, like a cat purring.

"Stop it." I muttered to myself. "Theres no way he could ever possibly notice me." This of course depressed me to no end, and I didnt glance up at Gilbert for the next ten minutes. A new record for me. And the only reason i did look up was because i heard a hissing sound and then a loud BOOM.

There was the sound of glass tinkling and then of swear words. I immediatly noticed Gilbert, his arm pressed over his eyes, the other holding his cracked and broken goggles. It was pretty obvious what had happened. A few jocks that had been in front of him (and also jealous of him) had thrown something into his beaker, because he was definitely to smart to put an explosive liquid in his concoction. It had exploded, broken his goggles, and some of the stuff had gotten into his eyes.

Ms James glanced up from her computer to look at her star student. "Gilbert, are you alright?" Wow. She actually sounded concerned. Well, he was her star student- and why was Matthew standing there, doing nothing?! He should be helping Gilbert! Just as Matthew decided to do just that, Gilbert slung his black backpack over his shoulder and stepped towards the door.

"I'm fine. I'm just going to wash this out of my eyes." Then the albino turned and rushed out of the room. Me, being the kind, amazing person i was (and also lovestruck), grabbed his notebook and textbook. I quickly packed up and raced out of the room, heading towards the boys bathrooms. The halls were completely devoid of people.

When i reached the blue door i tried to shove through it, but found it was locked. I sighed. Seriously? I had to use one of my brother's technique's? Gah. Atleast i paid attention...

I reached into my pocket and pulled out a paper clip. Carefully, with my tongue sticking out of my mouth, i slid it into the lock. I finally heard the click and then the second quieter one after twisting it for a bit and pushed open the door. Gilbert was standing over one of the middle white sinks, cupping water in his hands. I watched in morbid fascination as he splashed it into his eyes, then watched one little droplet that traveled down his jaw line, along his neck, and then disppeared under the smoky grey and red T-shirt he wore.

I swallowed and stepped forward, my eyes still fixed on the snowy white collarbone peeking out from under the shirt.

"G-Gilbert... You left y-your books in the s-science room." I watched the albino jump and spin to watch me. His red eyes, gorgeous red eyes, were slightly bloodshot and looked surprised and... and wary? He silently stepped forward and put his hands on his books. I bit my lip when one of his hands overlapped mine slightly. Oh godd, he sees me... Oh my god...

"Thanks." I almost fainted when he said that one word in his husky voice. I nodded and let go of his books. I stood there and watched, watched as my one and only crush, walked around me and out the door.

I'm soooooo stupid... I thought.

Then i started dancing.

Because even though this day was exactly the same, it was a little different.

~(A/N)~

Can i get a cheesy ending? ;)

Lol. Yeah. I'm weird. Hope you all enjoyed!

Canada: You made me seem all obsessed! Like a creeper! GAHH! *tries to shout but sounds like a whisper*

Me: What was that...? Oh yeah! Sorry if theres any OOC-ness.

Prussia: Danke for reading!