Matthew POV
The first day of school, The day that People would continue to ignore me. It has always been this way, me being ignored, those who don't ignore me bully me.I hadn't come out or anything, but people figured out I was gay quickly enough. The fact that me and my brother, Alfred, Were adopted by a gay couple didn't help. Al was Always picking fights and I Paid for it, Apparently I look so much like him people mistake me for him and I get beat up instead of him. Though I do still love my brother, I love all of my Family. Adopted or otherwise. Especially Papa, He was The one who would help ease my nightmares as a child, He helped me forget the horrible things Carlos did to me. The two of us Love to speak french and confuse Al and Da. Da Is the father that Alfred has a better relationship with, though they argue constantly, it's all in good fun.I never had friends outside of home. It just never happened, I was to easily overlooked.
Anyway, Back to the present for now.
I trudged along the road to my school. My Hell.I watched my brother's car Pull out and drive away. I suppose I could have driven my Jeep I loved so much, but decided against it. When I reached the campus I paused, Looked at the entrance, exhaled and entered. Almost immediately I saw him coming toward me. I don't even know his name, but he and his gang have tormented me for years. "Hey Little one, I missed kicking your ass all summer." He came closer and stopped right in front of me, Towering over me. I saw it coming but knew I couldn't do anything. I felt a blow to my gut. My knees buckled and I fell to the ground. I coughed into my hand when I looked, there was a little blood.I just waited for the kicking and punching, Resisting made it worse I had they were done beating me to a pulp I Got up and started limping slowly toward class.
Gilbert POV
Ugh, I hate American schools. This new school is 's easy to get lost. As I was. So, I was walking along, trying to find my classes when I heard a rasping noise. Naturally I looked around to find the sound. What I found was a boy with longish blonde hair and blue-violet eyes limping down the hall, Holding his ribs . He had blood dripping down his mouth. "Mein gott! Are you okay?" I yelled rushing over to help him. He had this scared rabbit expression that made me wonder how anyone could hurt him."Y-yeah...I'm f- Ow!" He lurched over grabbing his side and coughing into his hand, which was covered in blood. "No, You're not, I'm taking you to the nurse!" I blanched. "Well, I would, but I have no clue where it is." Despite his condition, He laughed a bit. "I'll Tell you where it is." So he pointed directions and Slung an arm over me, using me as a crutch. "Uh...Are you a transfer student?" He asked after awhile. I grinned. "Ja, I am from the awesome Prussia!...Also known as eastern Germany." He looked at me strangely. "Okay, I'm guessing that even though Prussia is a long dead nation, You are of Prussian decent and proud of that?" I blinked, No had ever gotten that correct before. "Ja, Exactly." When we reached the nurse he demanded to go in he came back out I said. "Since I'm new, Do you think you could show me around?" He nodded "Yeah sure, I owe you..." I shook my head as we started walking. "Who did that to you anyways?" I said honestly wondering who could hurt someone so adorable. "Adrian...He is from Romania and has always seemed to hate me...So he sets his posse after me." I felt anger start to well up in me. "Why? He has no reason to!" He looked at me and blinked owlishly. "I have never had anyone stick up for me like this. my family doesn't even know but still...It's...weird." He told me more about how people treated him all through day showing me to my classes. The bad part of it was, When I got home I couldn't stop thinking of him.