Patrick Ryan Kirkland stood in front of the class, cowering slightly under their intense glares. He glanced around the room, looking at all the people; some of which were throwing him dirty looks. He took a shaky breath and spoke:

"Hello, my name Patrick Ryan Kirkland and I'm from Northern Ireland. I'm 15 yea-" He was cut off by a boy sitting in the back row with blond hair and bright blue eyes. On the bridge of his nose were glasses.

"Hey Wealsey!" Patrick guessed he was comparing him to the family in Harry Potter because of his bright red hair, "Go home, this school doesn't have time to bother with rats like yourself!" He laughed and the class joined in, Patrick shrunk back even more; his face was sprinkled with a blush.

"That's enough! Alfred, out in the hall, NOW!" The teacher commanded, pointing towards the door with a ruler. The boy stood up and walked past everyone, frowning slightly.

"If I get in trouble it's YOUR fault, and you'll pay!" Alfred hissed at the red-head before walking out of the classroom.

"I do apologize for him Patrick, go ahead and take a seat next to Gilbert." She said, pointing to a boy staring out the window with pale blond hair, or maybe white (Patrick couldn't tell) and red eyes. Patrick hesitantly walked over to the boy and took the seat next to him. The albino boy turned towards him and his eyes widened slightly, realizing someone had taken a seat next to him, before returning his gaze out the window. Patrick sighed, not at all liking how his first day of school had started.

A minute later Alfred slumped back in the classroom with a sheet of paper, on the top Patrick could see the word Detention scrawled on it. Patrick gulped, knowing the boy wouldn't be thanking him for it. The teacher walked back in, returning to her desk.

"Today is a free day, just stay in your seats." She said, already engrossed in a book. Grins broke out on everyone's faces and they turned in every which way to talk to a friend. Patrick looked down at his hands a moment before pulling out his notebook. He kept highly personal crap in that thing. He doodled for a moment, drawing a picture of the huge brick school from the front. His hand slid across the paper as he drew every crack and crevice; nailing the shadow of a teacher in a first floor room.

"You're pretty good at that…" Patrick jerked his head up to see the red eyed boy staring at the picture. Patrick said nothing, fearing that the boy was friends with Alfred.

"What? Cat got your tongue?" The boy asked before offering his hand, "I'm Gilbert Bielschmidt." He said, Patrick slowly offered his hand as well; their hands shaking.

"Patrick Ryan Kirkland" He said in a small voice, still unsure of the boys actions.

"Nice to meetcha, I'm awesome!" The boy said happily, Patrick resisted the urge to laugh at the cocky boy. Patrick turned his head around, nervously glancing at Alfred whom was surrounded by people. He was already a bit weary of the boy. Gilbert noticed his stare.

"Hey, avoid eye contact with that guy, he already seems to dis-like you." Gilbert said, offering much needed advice. Patrick nodded and whipped his head back around to Gilbert whom was drawing with sharpie on his desk. Patrick said nothing, returning to finish off his drawing. A boy walked over to the two drawing boys. He had brown hair slicked out of his face and purple eyes.

"Gilbert" He said calmly, Patrick recognized him as one of the people Alfred was talking to. "May I have a word?" He asked, Patrick was a bit taken aback at his formalness. The albino looked up at him questionably but nodded, standing up and walking off to the corner of the room; out of earshot.

"Alfred doesn't like him." He said bluntly, "And you're my friend so Alfred is giving you a choice. Remain my friend and dump him, or-"

"Roderich!" Gilbert said, completely astounded at what the boy was suggesting. "If you're asking me to choose, I won't!" Gilbert said suddenly. Roderich crossed his arms and frowned slightly.

"Listen to me, I really don't care what you choose but Alfred seems to think that you and him are good friends. So I suggest you side with us or-" Gilbert cut him off again:

"No, I will NOT join you guys and help torment Patrick!" He said, crossing his arms as well.

"Gilbert, you'll regret this." Roderich promised.

"Go to hell." Gilbert said, before walking back to the red-head. He felt bad for him, he really had hell in store for him. And Gilbert was just too awesome to help torment a boy that already was hurt by Alfred's words!

"Who was he?" He asked, looking up at the albino with his lime green eyes. Gilbert thought if he should tell the truth.

"Let's just say, they really don't like you." He said, trying to make him get the hint. The red-head slowly nodded and glanced over at Alfred whom was glaring evilly at him. He grimaced at the glare and returned his gaze to Gilbert who was staring at him with a hint of… worry? Yep, he had worry in his eyes but Patrick couldn't figure out why.

"Umm, it's fine ya know. If that guy is your friend and he wants you to side with them…" Patrick said, taking a wild guess at what they had been discussing. Gilbert stared at him in shock, 'How did he know?!' Gilbert thought, he stood there speechless; staring at the boy. Patrick squirmed uncomfortably under the stare. Gilbert finally found his words:
"I don't stand by and watch people get bullied. Plus, I really don't like Alfred." He said calmly. The red-head's shoulders lost the tension and he smiled for the first time, Gilbert was happy that he brought some of the stress out of the boys life; he looked truly glad that he had an ally.

"So anyways, I've got some friends I can introduce you to if you want." Gilbert offered, Patrick smiled widely.

"That would be awesome!" He agreed happily smiling, revealing his perfectly white teeth. Gilbert sat down and started a new graffiti on the opposite corner of his desk and Patrick went back to his journal quickly scribbling a line down,' I can't tell why he is being so nice to me…' He quickly closed his book so Gilbert couldn't see it. The rest of class the two boys sat there in silence; both thinking about the other.

Finally class ended and both stood up, Patrick following closely behind Gilbert. 'This should be an interesting day' Patrick thought, realizing Alfred tailing them. He sighed and quickened his pace.