is going to be a high school AU where there will be a lot of OOC'ness and an overall mess. Like all my stories. There will be CURSING, ALCOHOL USE, POSSIBLE DRUG USE,

DEATH, AND CUTTING.

**********TRIGGER WARNING!*********

^ ^^^^this message will come up before the cutting scenes. There won't be many but I don't want any one hurt.

Okay. Happy Spamano~

Chapter 1: Sophomore Year.

Lovino woke up barely and pulled back the covers, emitting a hiss when he felt the sunlight invade his eyes. He pulled the covers back

over his head and was left cursing. That's when he heard skipping. "Fratello~ get up~ Time for school~!" Lovino groaned and peeked out from

his curled up ball of blankets.

"….vaffanculo…" he whimpered and hid again. Feliciano just smiled and pulled the blankets off of his brother. "Grandpa says we

have to be there early~ for the Oreonation!" Lovino rubbed his face out of frustration.

"You mean ORIENTATION, idiot." Feli giggled and beamed "Oh si, that's it~" Lovino sighed and got up, his baggy shirt going down

to his knees. Feli giggled again and pat his head "Big brother is so short~" he laughed and Lovino smacked his hand away promptly. "Stai zitto,

Fatti i Cazzo Tua."

(Translation: shut up, mind your own dick.)

Feli sighed and kept his smile. "Bonjoirno as well Fratello." He smiled once more and left his brother to dress. Lovino went and brushed his teeth,

waking slightly.

He learned to brush his teeth before putting on his uniform because one time last year, he hadn't noticed he got the minty paste on his shirt and

rumor went around that he had gave another man oral sex.

Things like this made him hate high school. He had one friend and even that was just sometimes. His friend Alfred would sometimes

turn on him and leave him to hang out with the others, but Lovino understood. Who would want to be stuck with him…?

Looking in the mirror, noting that the dark circles under his eyes were becoming noticeable, he winced as he was reminded of the

many nightmares he'd been having ever since he started preparing himself both mentally and physically for the new school year.

Carefully shutting the door, locking it tight and turning on the sink and hair dryer, he got out his secret lock box from under the

counter and slipped out his cross necklace out that never left his neck. He carefully used the bottom of the cross to click open the lock and opened

the box.

He got out his makeup and applied it like a pro, making certain no one ever found out he wore it, but ever since he started working for

his own money, he had gotten all kinds of foundations and skin creams, hair treatments and all these other nice things, knowing that no one would

care what happened to his money as long as he paid for his own gas and kept his grades up.

He got his foundation just right and added a small amount of mascara, looking in the mirror and letting a small smile show. He

dressed and put away the box, making sure it went back in place and was once again securely locked.

Slipping into the kitchen in full uniform Lovi noticed that it was quiet, which was unusual since he always drove himself and his

brother to school. When he set a glass on the counter for his juice, he found a note neatly placed where he would notice it.

Opening it, he learned that his brother had gotten a ride with his "Friend" Ludwig, a German that Lovino couldn't stand. He growled

and before he knew it, the paper was a ripped and crumpled mess in his grasp. Lovino gave up on everything else and got his keys.

When he got his license, his grandfather who owned his own corporation, made sure his oldest grandson had the nicest car in the entire

academy. Not to help anyone but himself of course, Lovino never asked for the Bugatti. It was simply to help the old man keep a status symbol on

all fronts.

Never the less, Lovino loved the Chiron. It was the best looking car he'd ever seen and certainly was expensive, a lovely tomato red

with white trim and a stereo system from above. It was the newest luxury car to date. As he fired up the engine and started for the school, he once again inspected his appearance in the rear view mirror.

Despite his soft hazel eyes, tinted with green and his jaw line that was seemingly carved by Greek gods, his chestnut hair framing his

facial features so perfectly…Such a soft and enticing vision, he saw none of it. He saw a huge mistake. A fat, greasy disgusting waste of space.

All there was to do was sigh and think about how bad today would be as he drove.