Behind Closed Doors

Prologue

If you are the average student coming to World Academy- meaning you might have come from a country most Americans have never heard of such as Seychelles or Belarus- and if you are the kind of teenager who can make friends, you would be warned. I don't necessarily mean you must be instant BFFs with the first person you see as you walk in, it might take you a few days, at the most a week or so, to make friends. But even then, you would been safe.

Those friends would immediately tell you of the biggest danger in the school. At the word 'danger' your eyes might widen as you stare at your new friends. "But I thought this was an expensive private academy and its a big deal to enroll here. Would they let dangerous people on campus?" Your friends chuckle and admit that these persons are not exactly physically dangerous, generally speaking, and perhaps that was the worst of it.

"Do you see those three mouthwatering hot guys over there?" They ask, pointing in any given direction(preferably one in the center of attention).

You shyly follow their gaze until you see exactly who they are talking about. Well, they really don't look dangerous. The worst of their crimes seem to be that they are loud and something about them screams 'idiots.' "Okay, what's so bad about them?"

"Bad is in their names!" Your friends exclaim. "The Bad Touch Trio."

"Why would anyone call themselves that?"

"Well...it's more of a name we gave them: because they're all perverts and are probably rapists or something so of they touch you at all, chances are it will be in a place you'd rather be left alone."

Now, assuming you are an average person with decent morals, you are immediately turned off: for no matter how freaking sexy they are, perverts and rapists are not the types of guys you wanted to interact with in your lifetime, ever. If you are more rebellious than logical you need more convincing, and this is when your friends would ever so kindly break it down for you.

"Look, if you don't mind quick hook ups or one night stands you're fine," is what they would readily tell you. "But all three of them have serious commitment issues. The world of dating is one giant game to them, and after they get bored with one they move on. Everyone who gets involved with one of them claims they'll be the one to fix him, but they end up like all the others before. Even those who say they will simply play along get their hearts broken.

"If you simply cannot help yourself, you could try Antonio: he's nice at least. I think he'd actually be decent if it wasn't for his friends and the fact that he's not so bright, you know? But he's still one of them, so he's capable of more than he looks like.

"Then there's Gilbert. He's albino, but he can pull it off, and he easily has the biggest ego in the entire school. He's always calling himself awesome and he doesn't understand when no means no. So if he's got an eye for you he's not going to leave you alone. Personally, I think arguing with him turns him on.

"Francis is the worst of them; he's smooth and classy and charming, but he's like an undercover snake. He's managed to sleep with almost everyone here, some people even say he's been with his two best friends. It's sickening really, but if any of them walk up and smile at you, it's nearly impossible to escape after that. It would be better to just avoid them."

At that you nod passionately, yet a small part of your being secretly wants a chance with at least one of them. You take one last look at the trio: you can see Gilbert's muscles through the sleeves of his sweater, you notice Antonio has nothing less than a perfect ass, and Francis is just so slender and gorgeous.

They are like angels, you reason. Fallen angels.

You shake thoughts of them out of your mind and turn back to your friends to discuss extra curricular activities.

Now, what happens if you are not the average student arriving at World Academy for the first time? What if you aren't the type to make friends? What if you are the kind of kid who gets overlooked every class period, and when the teacher takes attendance, the other students look around and ask, "we have someone with that name here?" You are the one who almost always barely makes it out of the halls without getting trampled.

What if you are the type who is blunt and sarcastic and therefore doesn't make a lot of friends? You are the one who hides in the dark recesses of the smallest club room, practicing magic or buried in the library with your nose in a mystery novel.

And what if you are the student who hates people with a burning passion, who curses and swears at nearly everyone you see, who eats lunch alone and has a permanent scowl on your face?

You have no one to warn you of the dangers that lie ahead. Woe to those poor, unknowing souls. Woe to they who do not even know that they are being watched by three hungry predators who lie in wait for the right move. Their eyes sparkle with charm and mischief, their tongues are smooth and they know what to say. It distracts little lambs from the sharp claws of seduction. What will become of them?

Now I will introduce you to our lambs(though two of them would be infuriated at the comparison): Matthew Williams, Arthur Kirkland, and Lovino Vargas.


A/N: I promised to get on to this like...almost a month ago, and I am finally getting around to it! So, this is my new story everyone- hopefully everything goes as smoothly as possible, and hopefully all my readers enjoy it! That's what this is about after all. I'm sorry if I sound like I'm rambling, I always get so nervous before I publish the first chapter...

Anyway, if you think the idea is good thus far, let me know! Even if you think it's...not-so-good... let me know too. Yeah...

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