Green, like emerald, eyes sparkling with everlasting happiness. Chocolate brown hair curling over a high forehead and tanned skin. White, awfully normal, yet extraordinary special, shirt clinging to his toned body.

He was Antonio Carriedo Fernandez.

He was Spanish.

He was dead gordious.

He was kind.

He was fun.

He was… my ideal guy.

And he was gay.

Yes. Such was the truth. I'd fallen head over heels in love with a guy who was, undeniably, gay.

And now, you might think: That's just what she believes then he turns out to be totally straight and it's a happily ever after.

But no. This time, I wasn't confusing myself. Antonio was as gay as one could be. And how did I know? Well, he was dating one of my few friend's twin brother. That didn't stop me from staring dreamingly at him however. And I would do so a lot.

"Diana!"

I returned to reality instantly and looked in confusion at the second of my five (possibly six) friends in school.

"I'm sorry, Ludwig." I said apologetically. "I zoned out again."

"Quite obviously." Ludwig said with a sigh. "You do that a lot."

"Vee~" Feliciano agreed. "A lot!"

"But…" I said, glancing over at Antonio again. "He's so cute."

Ludwig quirked an eyebrow at me.

"Maybe you should try to not think about Antonio for a while." He pointed out.

"Yeah, of course." I agreed, trying to fake some determination to my eyes, which lasted for a few seconds before my gaze softened again.

"So when is your sister coming back from Turkey?" Kiku asked in a, if you ask me, lame attempt to change the subject.

"This Sunday." I explained. "I still can't believe, Sadiq bought her a trip to freaking Turkey."

"Vee~" Feliciano said with a beam. "That's very romantic."

"I know." I said with a shrug.

I contemplated to return to eating lunch but decided against it and pushed my lunch aside to rest my head on top of my folded arms.

"You should eat." Ludwig pointed out cautiously.

"Not hungry." I muttered. "If you don't mind, I'd rather have you as a friend than an extra mother."

"That's not funny." Ludwig complained.

"Just stating the truth for you." I answered absentmindedly as I closed my eyes.

Kiku laughed softly at that comment and I couldn't help but smirk a little. When even Kiku agreed with me, there was no chance I could be wrong. My peaceful sleep was interrupted by the loud school bell.

"Time to go to class." Ludwig reminded and stood up.

"I know. I know." I muttered but I didn't make any attempt to get up.

"Don't make me carry you." Ludwig warned though I could practically hear the small smile on his face.

"I'm half tempted to accept that invitation." I said with a yawn and stood up myself, stretching my arms above my head. "But I'm awesome enough to walk there myself."

Ludwig rolled his eyes as usual, but he still wore the small smile on his face. We walked in silence to the History lesson, because I had seriously ran out of things to say. I was probably just tired. History, of course, wouldn't help as it was boring and I would likely fall asleep during the lesson. Hm. That didn't sound like a bad idea. Ludwig would wake me up if needed, right? Yeah, he would. So with the decision of not paying the least attention to history (I would somehow get pretty good grades on the tests anyway) I entered the classroom, sitting down at the far end of the classroom. Ludwig sat down next to me. I waited a few minutes into the class to make sure the teacher had acknowledged that I was there, before my head drooped and I placed my head on my arms again. With my teacher's boring voice, I would have no problem falling asleep. I should tape his voice just to listen to at nights so I can get to sleep easier. To my annoyance I found that Ludwig wouldn't have me sleep during class. Sometimes I questioned why I even hung out with him… oh yeah, he watches my back no matter what.

"You should stay awake during class." He reminded in a hushed tone.

"Why don't you try to make me?" I muttered to him.

To my surprise. That's just what he did, by grabbing the back of my shirt and literarily pulling me up to a sitting position.

"Mental note to myself." I said quietly and glanced at Ludwig. "Luddy's got muscles. Good to know."

"You couldn't figure that out by yourself?" Ludwig asked with a chuckle.

"Are you on steroids or something?"

Ludwig quirked me an eyebrow.

"That's rude."

"Sorry, just tired." I mumbled.

"You should sleep more." Ludwig sighed.

"And you should pay attention in class." I replied with a smirk.

Ludwig sent me a dumbstruck look.

"Got ya." I smirked.

"You're more annoying than my brother." Ludwig sighed.

"Thanks." I said simply with a semi smile.

"Ms. Allen, Mr. Weilschmidt, do you have something you would like to share with the class?"

Ludwig and I looked bashfully at Mr. Fernando (Antonio's dad) who was glaring at us.

"No sir." We both mumbled. "Sorry."

"Detention for both of you." Mr. Fernando said coldly.

I sighed and send Ludwig an apologetic smile. He could only smile reassuringly back, mouthing "It's okay" to me. And with that, we continued our class.

"I'm really sorry." I said (for about the tenth time this day) as we sat down in the empty detention room.

"It's still alright." Ludwig promised. "For the tenth time."

"It's strange." I said, taking out my sketchbook. "You say I'm more annoying than Gilbert, and yet you're way more patient towards me than you are towards him. How come?"

I tilted my head and looked at him curiously. A small blush covered Ludwig's cheeks and he averted his eyes.

"W-well… truth is…"

"The awesome me is here!"

Ludwig's eyebrow twitched.

"Of course, you would get in detention." He muttered coldly.

"Hi, Luddy." Gilbert smirked. "And you're not so awesome friend."

"Fuck you." I muttered extending my middle finger towards the son of a bitch albino.

"Does someone have a crush on me?" Gilbert asked mockingly.

"Ew, don't make me throw up." I groaned, trying desperately to ignore him.

Gilbert looked like he was about to answer, but luckily the teacher entered just then and Gilbert silenced, but still annoyingly enough sat down on the other side of me.

"Alright, no talking, start doing your homework." The teacher said coldly and sat down at her desk.

And so, the talking of the day was over with. Thank Goodness.