Not needed. That was what Arthur thought of everything, and of everyone. They were all useless to him, nothing but pawns in the chess match of life itself. He had good grades, a bed to sleep in, food to eat, an occupation he wanted to pursue, and so on. He had already figured out who he was and what he was, a person with intolerable intelligence. Arthur was most likely younger than the other students who went to his school, always shorter, less hormonal, because he had gone up a grade or two because of his intelligence. He had always had soft pale skin, pale blonde hair including bright chartreuse eyes. Very handsome, though he was indeed stubborn and a know-it-all, very much so, a smart ass. Arthur had come from a English family, the chap had always been quite posh, with the way he said things to how he dressed. Arthur was always a morning person, waking up at 5:AM and making his morning tea to drink while getting ready for his long school day ahead. Since the school he had went to was an American public school system he had gotten to wear whatever he had chosen to, of course following the regulations that is.

Arthur had packed his things and headed off to school with his grey backpack resting on his left shoulder, and a phone in his right hand. It was a frosty August morning, this being the first day of school, Arthur wasn't fancying the idea of meeting new people. This school he was going to was a school where transfer students around the world would come together into one place to learn together, you could learn culture, languages, etc. at the school. It was a interesting idea to young Arthur, but not in the least happy with how many students were estimated to be there. Arthur did not live far from the school and had already hopped off the last steps of the staircase towards the opening doors. As he had pushed the doors open a smell of dust and squeaking of shoes burst into him. He shuttered as he walked slowly through the halls of teens, they were all pushing trying to get through the crowded area to get to their destination.

Inwardly cringing Arthur made his way through the crowd, not knowing where to go he was flushed into the ocean of people. As he was trying to get out of the group he got pushed down to the floor with Arthur landing on his hands and knees. Arthurs anxiety started acting up, it made his head feel blurry with tears beginning to flood his eyes.

'I need to get out. I need to get out. I-I cant, I need to go.'

Arthurs thoughts covered his mind, he needed to leave the space. Then there was someone crouching in front of him, as Arthur gets up he looks towards the person. The teen had golden hair matched with aqua marine eyes, his skin rarely dotted with acne, which was rather hard to see, including thick red glasses. His outfit consisted of a bomber jacket, super man shirt, denim jeans, and lastly Adidas for shoes. Arthurs face turns into a sour expression as he asks the boy,"What do you want?"

"Ah, well y'know I saw lil you on the ground and well, I was wonderin' if yer alright?" The boy responds with a annoyingly toothy grin.

"Well, that is none of your concern, I don't even know you. What would helping me do for you?"

"Don't need interrogatin, I was just askin a simple question? Do ya need help up?"

Arthur glanced down to the boys hand that was reached out to him to pull him up, he snorted at the gesture and instead got up from the floor himself. "I don't need your pity, and yes I am quite alright thank you, I'll be taking my leave."

As Arthur turns away he feels a hand on his shoulder spinning around he growls,"What?" It happened to be the handsome boy who tried to pull him up as he happily responds with,"I'm Alfred. What's yer name?" "You do not need to know such information, leave me alone."

Turning away for the last time Arthur walks away, agitated at the situation all together. Alfred sighs quietly and turns to walk away towards his class,'Jeez, that's what I get for bein' nice to some one.' he says to himself inwardly. After the bell rang Alfred took his seat in the his first period class, weirdly enough there was an empty seat to the right of him. After twenty minutes of the teacher introducing themselves and there class a boy walked in sluggishly. It had been Arthur, after being pushed and thrown all across the school when it was time to go to class he hadn't the slightest knowledge of where to go. The teacher questions the boy on why he is late on his first day, Arthur responding with not knowing where to go. All the girls in the class started whispering to each other, Arthur was very handsome, but his personality is a tad bit snobby. The teacher directs him to go sit down in an empty seat, the only one being, right next to Alfred. The blue eyed boy smiled warmly as Arthur stalked to his seat. 'Why does the world hate me today?' Arthur thinks as he sits down next to the American.

'This is going to be a long year, isn't it?'