Life for Matthew Williams couldn't get much better (Read: Worse) than this. His family had just moved freaking countries and he was being forced to attend a brand new school. He didn't fit in all that well with other students because of his naturally quiet and submissive nature, that and he was just a generally an unsociable person anyway.

To top it all off he had fallen down the stairs of his new home- being the co-ordinated soul he is- and had his left arm tightly wrapped in a red cast. Luckily he is right handed so he would be able to write legibly. His brother Alfred was determined to cover every inch of his cast in obscenities much to his parents' upset. Their little Matthew should not be defiled in such ways.

England was very different to America in many ways. The housing was different, there was no local shopping mall, people had weird accents, all schools had uniforms and that was just the start. Matthew wasn't sure whether he liked all the changes or not but it wasn't like he could change things like that.

The first day of school was bound to be a nightmare in some shape or form. Someone was going to die. Well, maybe not that extreme but you get my point.

School wasn't Matthew's favourite place in the world but it beat staying at home and listening to Alfred hammer the life out of his X-Box controller. The school was quite small and had just short of 700 students. Every year was a close-knit formation of about 100 kids. Everyone knew everyone else' business and there was no end of gossip to go with it.

Alfred vowed to his little brother that he would stand by him for the first day but as soon as people started to pay attention to him, he left Matthew to fend for himself. The younger blond could only clutch his broken arm to his body and try and maneuver his way through the crowds of people. His new timetable was confusing as he had no clue where any of the classrooms were.

No one around him seemed to be paying any attention to him. His brother on the other hand had no less than 12 people come up to him to ask if he was new. Feeling dejected, Matthew looked around for his form room. B2 was the only thing written on his timetable for registration, which was immensely helpful! Not.

Just as he was approaching the room, the Canadian went headfirst into none other then Gilbert Beilschmidt.

"Watch where you're going, retard!" Was Gilbert's first reaction to almost being knocked over but he quickly re-thought his next outburst when he saw the pile of almost-crying cute on the floor.

"Sorry," Matthew muttered as he got up clumsily. Tears stung his eyes with embarrassment. He kept his head low and tried to walk away but the stranger stopped him.

"Don't be sorry, I probably should have paid attention as well. You're new right?" Mattie nodded. "Well in that case I am the awesome Gilbert Beilschmidt!" He looked up to see a very attractive sight standing before him. The boy, or Gilbert as he had been informed, was rather tall with white hair and red eyes. His skin was very pale and smooth.

"I'm Matthew Williams," he said shakily, unsure of whether or not to trust this guy.

"What did you do to your arm?" Matthew looked down at his arms, momentarily forgetting his injury.

"Wha-? Oh, right. I fell down the stairs." Gilbert cringed.

"Ouch."

"Yeah."

"Well it was cool meeting you Mattie. I gotta get to form. BYE!" Gilbert ran off with a grin on his face and Matthew just looked on in disbelief. Someone had actually remembered his name for more then a few seconds. Usually people would forget Matthew in a heartbeat or not even see him in the first place. It gave him a warm feeling inside to be remember. Although Gilbert would probably forget him later, Matthew didn't care.

Form was a distressing affair. Matthew's form tutor missed his name of the register and when she remember, she made him introduce himself to the class by stating his name and hobbies- it was the most embarrassing thing the boy had ever had to do.

History was first. Gilbert was in his history class, Matthew noticed as he walked the doors. Gilbert looked up and grinned at him on entry. This made Mattie blush and head to the back of the classroom to the only spare seat.

He remembered me. He actually remembered me.

Matthew was almost overcome with happiness at the notion of someone remembering him as the lesson started.

"Partners for the project will be on the board in a minute. No swapping and no complaining that you don't like the person you are paired with. Live with it," Mr Charles droaned. Matthew blanched at the thought of having to work with someone he didn't know. Please be Gilbert. He silently chanted, praying that the one boy he knew in this school would be set to work with him.

The list of names popped up on the Smart Board. Matthew scanned them quickly for his name only to find it wasn't on there.

He raised his hand and informed Mr Charles of his mistake. The grumpy teacher just said, "Pick a pair and form a three."

His violet eyes moved over to the front of the class where Gilbert was sitting next to a long-haired blond boy and a curly-haired brunette. He watched as the albino high-fived the long-haired one and grinned.

"I don't know anyone though," Matthew said quickly, just as Mr Charles was about to move away.

"Gilbert! Francis!" The history teacher yelled. The boys in question whipped their heads around to see what they were needed for. "Work with him for the project."

Both boys got up, leaving the brunette on his own, and came to sit with Matthew.

"Hey Mattie," Gilbert said easily, as if they'd been friends for years.

"Mattie? How do you know him?" Francis answered, his accent coming through strongly.

"I met him earlier in the corridor didn't I Mattie?" Matthew simply nodded, unable to look either of them in the eye.

"I'm Francis, nice to meet you Matthew," the French student said politely.

"Nice to meet you too," Mattie replied quietly.

"Well then, what are we even going to do this stupid project on?" Francis asked now they had the name thing sorted.

Gilbert spoke up, "I dunno. I was thinking Prussia though."

"You always pick Prussia! It's not even a country!"

"Well it was and it was awesome!"

"We should do France, the country of l'amour."

"Ew no. Prussia."

"France."

"Prussia."

"France."

"Which one do would you pick?" Gilbert questioned Matthew who was trying desperately to mold himself into the chair while the others argued.

"Err... Prussia? I know a lot about France already." Gilbert whooped and proceeded to tease Francis about losing. Francis was much more interested in Matthew's last comment though.

"What do you know about France?" he asked, completely ignoring the boasting German.

Matthew blushed again. So much attention in one day! He could barely contain himself. "My papa is French. He used to tell me stories all the time about where he used to live there."

"Can you speak French?" Francis asked it French to test Matthew.

"Oui." Matthew said, starting to really like this guy already.

"Ahh fabulous," Francis continued, still in French. "This way we can trash talk Gilbert and he won't know what we are saying!"

Gilbert glared at his friend. This was so unfair.

"That would be mean!" Matthew protested but didn't stop speaking in the foreign language.

"Yes, yes it would."

The rest of the lesson continued much like that. By the end Gilbert never wanted to hear another French word in his life, sadly he was best friends with a Frenchman so he didn't have much choice. Matthew was so happy! He had two new friends and he had only been at school a few hours. He had never really had 'friends' before. He had had people he knew that he occasionally talked to but never a friend.

Next lesson hadn't been as pleasant as the first though. A Cuban boy called Carlos had come up to him rather aggressively, claiming he had pissed him off earlier. Mattie had been terrified and had no clue how to deal with such a person. Carlos had stopped halfway through his string of threats and pointed out that the other kiid didn't have a cast. He had looked for Alfred not Matthew. The smaller boy didn't know whether to be scared or not.

During his maths class, the Canadian had been ignored. He knew no one and sat alone at the back of the room and did his work in peace. As he worked his mind drifted off to his brother. Alfed had already managed to get him into trouble by doing God knows what to Carlos. He wasn't too concerned about that though- he could deal with his brother at home- but he was wondering about how Alfred was getting on.

His brother was loud, outgoing and seemed to think himself the hero in most situations. People were usually drawn to the American because of his good looks and huge personality. Growing up with such a brother would leave one living in the shadows but Matthews just sort of dealt with it.

Break flew by, as did third period, then lunch, then English and then we reach science with Alfred. Alfred shrugged off a couple of girls that wanted to sit with him and sat next to his brother instead.

"Hey little bro! How ya doin'?" Alfred said a little too loudly causing Mr Ross to shush him.

Matthew smiled at his brother. "Good. And yourself? Got a girlfriend yet?" he teased.

"Pfft no! God Mattie we've only been at school a few hours. I'm not a man-whore!" Mr Ross shushed him once again.

"Not so loud idiot!"

Alfred pouted. "I'll be as loud as I want. You met anyone cool yet?"

"Yeah. A couple of people have been really nice to me."

"You mean they didn't reject you?"

"Yes Alfred."

"Wow!"

"If you two don't stop talking I will get On-Call."

"Yes sir," They droned.

After school Matthew walked home (Tried to at least- he got lost four times) with the biggest of smiles on his face. When he got home he darted straight up to his room and pulled a little red book out from under his bed and started to write.

Dear Diary,

Today was good. I have two friends. People actually paid attention to me!

I'm so excited for tomorrow.

Bye!

ooOoo

Well that was fun. This is like a draft so people can tell me what they think of it (Hint, hint) :D

I will probably go over it and add stuff but for now this is the first chapter of my prucan!

(Originally posted on Wattpad but I wanted to try it on here!)