Characters used in this chapter [Both cannon and country names]:

Arthur/England

Alfred/America

Francis/France

Ivan/Russia

Kiku/Japan

Gilbert/Prussia

Ludwig/Germany

Feliciano/Italy

Elizabeta/Hungary

Roderich/Austria

The girl who jumped into Arthur's to-be seat: Mona/Monaco

Arthur sighed and placed his head on his palm, bored. The first day of school was always the most boring. He wished that he knew at least one person in this class, but for some reason, all of his friends had been placed in another period for this class. Sighing again, he turned his head to see that a rather pretty girl was staring at him and he shifted uncomfortably, her green gaze not exactly the friendliest. He smiled at her slightly and she narrowed her eyes before slowly smiling back. Well, at least one person in this class seemed somewhat nice. As he turned back toward his teacher, questions buzzed in his mind. Why was she glaring at me? Why did she seem angry at me or something? Wait, why exactly was she looking at me anyways? He dared to quickly glance at her, bur she was busy writing things down and he felt his heart beat a little faster. Maybe she could be his friend? Feeling like a little lost bunny, he lowered his eyes toward the class syllabus.

AP English IV

Blowing out a small breath, he frowned. He didn't even want to be put in AP. He knew none of his friends would be in here, and he cursed himself for letting his last English teacher put AP on his schedule request. Maybe things wouldn't be to bad. He'd make friends and he was sure he'd have at least one class with his friends, especially Alfred. They always had at least 4 out of 7 classes together. Yeah, that's what would happen. Taking out his schedule, he looked at his next classes.

1st - AP English IV

2nd - AP Biology

3rd - Trigonometry

4th - Aerospace III

5th - Psychology

6th - American Government

7th - Guitar IV

His heart dropped when he read his next class. Alfred would most definitely not be in anything AP. Shrugging his shoulders, Arthur slid his schedule back into his binder and looked up at his teacher. She looked as though she was middle aged and was fairly nice, for now at least. Her rules weren't anything to fear and she let them eat in the class which made Arthur look up in delight when she had said it. But now, he felt as though he didn't even care about that fact. He just wanted to know for cure that he had at least one class with his best friend. What if we didn't have a class together this year? Would that put a strain on our friendship? Would we stop being friend? Would-

The bell interrupted his thinking and he shook his head. Of course they would have at least one class together, Aerospace guaranteed that. Stuffing his stuff into his backpack, he stood up to see that the girl he had shared a moments glance with was now talking to a rather tall young man with a rather noticeable mole on the side of his face. Arthur's heart sank once again. Well, it seems like that play has been taken. He told himself as he watched the girl fluster over the young man, and receiving about the same actions back.

Pushing away the sadness that rushed into his throat, he steadily walked toward the door, his shoulders slumped. As he reached for the handle, he felt a soft hand grab his shoulder and to his surprise, as he turned, his deep green gaze clashed with the same green eyes as before. "Uhm, excuse me. But I couldn't help but notice that you seemed rather sad. Are you alright?" The girl asked, a concerned looked on her face. The boy from before was standing behind her, his violet eyes dark, masking some unknown feeling as he looked into Arthur's eyes.

"Um, yeah. I'm fine. Just a little worried about not having a class with my psychotic best friend." Arthur said with a small chuckle.

"Oh." The girl pulled away, her face cleared of it's concern and now showing sympathy. "I'm sure you will. Now, I must leave. See you tomorrow." She said, grinning. Arthur watched as she walked away, the boy beside her now and as they walked down the hall, their fingers entwined, showing that Arthur's feeling's were correct. The feeling of thrill made Arthur's chest tighten. Maybe I won't be alone in that class after all. He thought to himself as he walked, remembering the girls green gaze clashing with his. Pulling out his schedule, he made his way toward his next class. Upon arriving, he immediately noticed that the soft, yet fierce voice of Ivan and the cool, nonchalant voice of Francis as they spoke to one another.

"Hey guys!" Arthur said happily, smiling at his close friends. He wasn't surprised to see Ivan there, but Francis? He must be standing there just to talk to Ivan, there's no way he could be in that class.

"Bonjour my little cream puff." Francis said, patting Arthur's head and drawing a slight growl from his friend in doing so.

"Hullo Arthur." Ivan said, smiling with his eyes closed. Arthur sighed softly and fixed his hair, relieved that he wouldn't be alone in this class.

"You're in this class Francis?"

"But of course, Puffy. Why wouldn't I be?" Arthur felt his cheeks heat up at the sound of his friends nickname for him before shaking it away and shrugging.

"I don't know." He said, grinning. The bell rang, signaling for them to go into the class and Arthur felt the hair on the back of his neck prickle. He hadn't seen Alfred at all today, which is kind of rare, even on the first day of school. Shrugging the feeling off, he took his seat between his friends and listened to the usual first day stuff, his mind still not at ease.

"Well, that was" Arthur paused, unsure of the next word to use. "Interesting." He finished, looking up at Kiku who looked absolutely excited. Arthur knew that Math was Kiku's best subject and wasn't surprised to see his friend all awe at the new lessons that were ahead.

"It sure was Mr. Kirkland." Kiku said, his dark brown eyes filled with thrill. Arthur grinned slightly at his friend's words and shook his head.

"I've told you over and over again Kiku, you don't have to call me 'Mr. Kirkland', okay?" But to his dismay, he was ignored as Kiku started talking to Ludwig whom had just walked up to them. "Hello Ludwig." Arthur said, straining a smile onto his face as he felt a little hurt from being ignored before.

"Arthur." Ludwig said, bowing his head slightly. "As I was saying Kiku, I'm not doing anything this weekend. I'm sure we, along with Feliciano, could hang out this weekend." Arthur frowned when he heard his friends talk about hanging out that weekend and began to wonder if something had happened to Alfred and maybe he didn't come to school or something. Saying his good byes to his friends, Arthur made his way to his fourth class, Aerospace. He knew that Alfred would have to be in that class since the boy loved airplanes more than anything.

Feeling his mood brighten, he quickened his pace to get to the next class faster. He couldn't wait to see Alfred, though he wasn't sure exactly why he was so obsessed with seeing his best friend. Shrugging off any odd feelings he had, he turned sharply into the class, only to be brought face-to-face with Gilbert, a hot tempered boy whom Arthur has always had a small hatred for, and the feeling was mutual. "Why hello there, Arthur." Gilbert said, his eyes narrowed to dangerously angered slits. Arthur bit his bottom lip and glanced around him. No one was paying attention to them, but instead was all listening to someone talk that was at the back of the classroom. "Erm .." He said, curious about what was at the back of the room.

His heart raced quickly when he recognized Alfred's voice as he told a joke, causing everyone to laugh in the room. Arthur's eyes flooded with relief and closed to half slits as they shifted back onto Gilbert's face. "Hmm." Gilbert said, raising one of his eye brows to the look in Arthur's eyes. "That's a little interesting." He said before backing away from Arthur and fleeing to his set with a small chuckle.

Arthur looked at Gilbert with a wondering look before making his way to the back of the room. Peering through the small crowd, he smiled at the site of his best friend who was leaning back in the chair, laughing along with the other people. He didn't seem to notice all the girls flustering and fawning over him as he spoke. Arthur glared at the girls, his face becoming flushed in annoyance. The bell rang and the crowd scattered like little children getting caught watching their parent's fight. Arthur spotted an open set beside Alfred and quickly dashed toward it, only to be stopped by a somewhat pretty girl who squeezed herself into the set. Her eyes were filled with sheer lust and it made Arthur sick. Alfred looked up and smiled widely at Arthur.

"Hey there buddy!" He said, obviously happy as he gestured toward the now taken seat. "You can sit her-Huh?" Alfred said, noticing the girl sitting there. Their eyes met and the girls face lit up as she leaned forward. Alfred's face turned to sheer annoyance and he stood up, moving from his seat to another away from the lust filled girl. There were only two seats in the tiny area, must to Arthur's delight.

"Here ya go Artie. A seat just for you." Alfred said, smiling brightly. Arthur's cheeks flushed a bright red as he grinned at his best friend. He took his seat and the two began to talk about their classes, new and old friends, amongst other things. It wasn't until Arthur turned his head that he caught himself in a mirror beside him. His eyes stretched to a wide size as he looked at his cherry red cheeks. Snapping his head forward, he lowered his head. This caught Alfred's attention and his friend placed his hand on Arthur's shoulder, causing the Britain to flinch slightly.

"Yo, what's the matter Artie? You okay? You seem awfully red there. You got a fever?" Arthur's cheeks grew a deeper red as Alfred placed his hand on his forehead. Flinching away, Arthur stuttered out an 'I'm alright' before putting his head down onto his desk. He noticed the worried look on his best friends face and began to feel bad.

What's wrong with me? Why am I so jumpy around him now? Why does everything feel so, He stopped, turning to look at Alfred who was listening intently to their teacher. Different?

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