I rewrote the first chapter, I read a review by someone and decided to edit I have the habitat of writing when a new idea strike me so parts of the fanfic will be kinda weird and random and sorry for my typos I usually write around midnight or later since I usually get idea at that sorry if my fanfics are weird and the timeline,plot are a mess.

Francis's POV

"Hey guys, guess what I heard and saw?." Antonio said while he place his bag onto his seat before sitting down. Gilbert lift his head up from the table, looking very sleepy. "What..."He groaned out. "There is a new transfer student coming to our class, and he is a cutie, blond hair and green eyes and slender too." Antonio said eyes filled with excitement. Gilbert eyes lit up with curiosity when he heard the description of the new boy. "But I think he is off limits..."Antonio continued. "Ehh? Tomato bastard you got me work up for no reason, but why ?" Gilbert say slightly tick off,with his fist clench. Antonio looked a little scared and acted like he was cowering, " Well he is the son of the headmaster of this school, I highly doubt there would be any good to play with him." After Antonio finished that sentence I lift my head away from the erotic-romance novel that I was reading then grin my usual cheshire cat grin. "Oh..Kesesese I think someone is more interested then I am." Gilbert said.

"OK everyone get back to your seat and quiet down." Said our homeroom teacher who had just walked in when the bell rang. "We have a transfer student today." Then suddenly the at first quiet room was filled with cheering and whispering about transfer student "Quiet down class!, come in Arthur." The homeroom tearcher said.

Arthur's POV

After I heard my homeroom teacher say my name, I open the door and walked into the class. I stood beside the teacher and faced my new classmates and bow down at them before saying, " I'm Arthur Kirkland, I just came back from studying in France, please to meet all of you."

"Ok, umm...can you take the empty sit beside Gilbert, Gilbert raise your hand."Said my homeroom teacher after glancing around. A silverd-white hair and red eye guy raised his hand and I walked over to my seat next to him. "Kesesese, I'm Gilbert Beillschmidt,nice to meet you." He said stretching his hand out for a hand shake, but I just bow my head a little and sat down, "I will put the class chairman in charge of class the remaining time please use it for self study." After the teacher said that he left the room. As soon the teacher left, I was surrounded by a lot of people and they started to throw dozens of question all at once at me.

Overwhelmed by all the question and not fond of a lot of people, I felt very dizzy. I stood up, "Sorry I'm not feeling too well...where is the nurse office ..?" I asked.A guy with his blond hair slicked up cleared his throat and said, "Everybody get back to your sit and study, I will show you to the nurse office please follow me."He walked out of the room and I follow after him. "I'm the class chairman , Ludwig Beillschmidt." I remained a few turn at a few corners we reached the nurse office, I was told to lie down on the bed by the nurse till I feel making sure I was comfortable and getting rest, Ludwig went back to class.

"Ring...Ring..." I woke up to the sound of the school bell ringing. I rub my eyes and sat up, 'What time is it now?'I thought. Glancing at the clock it was going to be six in the evening soon. I swung my legs off the bed and at that same moment the door opened and Ludwig was there with a redish-brown haired boy with a curl and a quiet japanese-looking guy. "Vee~Hi Arthur." said the boy with the curl.

"Are you feeling better?" Asked Ludwig. "Yes."I said with a forced smile, I wasn't feeling any better at all, 'Could it be jet-lag?' I thought. "Here is your bag."Said the japanese looking guy who just placed my bag on the bed. "My name is Honda Kiku, I'm in the same class as you."he introduced himself. Then Kiku pointed at the guy with the curl, "And this is Feliciano Vargas, also from the same class."

"Vee~Arthur nice to meet you, do you like pasta ?"I nodded at the random and sudden question. Glancing at the clock again, "I should get going now, it's getting late." I said while straightening out my shirt and checking my bag for all it's content.

"Vee~see you on Monday,avere un buon fine settimana." Said Feliciano. "See you next Monday,get plenty of water and rest."Ludwig said. Kiku just wave goodbye to me.

The three of the headed towards the dorms as I stood by the gate and wait for my ride to come. Most students stay in the school dormitories, some go home. This elite school is split into two groups of people, those that are from rich and influential background wears a red jacket while the commoners that worked hard enough and got scholarship are able to enter this school, they wear a blue jacket. The dorms between these two are very different too, the red jackets get a high class dorm while the blue jackets have cheaper dorm and not really good living conditions. The rich and people with influential parents look down on all commoners and vice -versa.

I'm currently living alone in a penthouse, my dad rarely come home, ever since I was young I hardly see him ,the one or two times I get to see him is when he comes back to get a change of clothes. After my mom died when I was just 8 my dad was heart broken he did came home but he came back he was drunk, he verbally and physically abused me, once I was losing too much blood from his beating I was on the edge of dying but was saved by my uncle. He couldn't stand to see me being beaten up by my dad so he brought me to France where his family was. I adapted to life in France,but one day I decided it is time that I should come back to England to settle my problems.

While I was deep in thought, I heard someone honk the car, I look up and see a black car. 'My ride is here.' the chauffeur open the door of the passenger side and I got ride from school back to the penthouse is thirty minutes that amount of time I decided to use it for resting, since I'm not really feeling well.I close my eyes and rested.

Translation:

avere un buon fine settimana : have a good weekend