I haven't written a fanfiction in a very long time so I'm pretty rusty, but I thought I might try it again. Constructive criticism/reviews are welcome! Yes the title is really lame, but physics jokes :D.

Alfred opened his eyes. Then he shut them again.

First day of sophomore year, he thought.

Since you didn't have to quite worry about college and you were already used to the setting of high school, sophomore year was the eye of the hurricane.

Alfred reluctantly sat up in his bed, trying to rub the sleep out of his eyes.

"Morning Alfred."

His brother, Matthew, was at the doorway of Alfred's room, already awake and brushing his teeth.

"Yeah hey." Alfred said. With a grunt, he stood up and made his way to the bathroom. He stared at his blurry reflection as his toothbrush vigorously brushed his teeth. He definitely wasn't in the mood to go to school. He only had the football and baseball season to look forward to, and maybe, just maybe, a class or two that actually captures his interest. He doubted it.

When Alfred was all dressed, he went downstairs to eat breakfast. He was greeted with burnt pancakes and an annoying beeping noise.

"Daaaaaad! Let Matt do the pancakes, pleeeaaase." Alfred groaned and rolled his eyes at his dad who was desperately trying to turn off the smoke alarm.

"I'm just trying to do something special for your first day of school!" His dad was on a step ladder, angrily hitting the smoke alarm. He ended up hurting his hand. "Ouch!"

Matthew cringed and tried to calm his dad down.

"Ughhhhh! I'll just go to the school cafeteria." Alfred grabbed his backpack and reached for the front door. "Matt we're gonna be late!"

"Bye dad!" Matthew quickly said, giving an apologetic smile to his father, who was still clutching his hand. He joined Alfred outside.

Alfred took a bite out of a soggy waffle from the school cafeteria as he walked to his first class.

"Hey Alfred!" Gilbert Beilschmidt, Alfred's teammate and close friend, waved to him from across the hallway.

Alfred smiled and ran up to him. "I haven't seen you in forever, dude!" Alfred exclaimed. He gave a nod to Gilbert's brother, Ludwig, who stood beside them.

"Yeah, man! I'm so pumped for this season! We're gonna kick ass!" Gilbert punched the air and grinned. "Especially since we got 'The Hero' on our team."

Alfred laughed at the nickname his football teammates gave him during his freshman year. "Psh whatever du-"Alfred was cut off by the bell.

"Oh shit! We need to go to class!" Gilbert cursed and waved to Alfred as he ran, who was already sprinting away to his class.

Alfred burst into his first class, physics. He immediately sat in the only empty chair, silently cursing under his breath.

"I'm presuming you are Mr. Jones?" The teacher looked at her clipboard and at him in a disapproving manner.

"Yeah. Sorry I was running late." Alfred nervously said.

"Mhm. Well, since it is the first day, I will excuse your tardiness. But be warned Mr. Jones, I will not hesitate to send tardy students to detention." The teacher said, setting her clipboard down. Alfred nodded.

"Moving on, my name is Mrs. Gallagher and I will be your physics teacher for this year. We will be learning…" Alfred drowned out Mrs. Gallagher's dull voice and looked around the classroom, not getting a good look around before. There were several windows on one wall that let the morning light into the room. Textbooks were neatly stacked on top of a counter in one corner. Each table was set up for a pair of students to sit at. Wait, who was sitting next to him?

Alfred nearly jumped out of his seat. He considered himself to be on the tall side, but the student sitting next to him was almost a head taller. What was more perplexing was the long scarf that hung around his shoulders, partially covering the student's face. But that scarf wasn't big enough to cover the giant nose. In all honesty, Alfred had never seen anyone with a nose so large. The student was slightly squinting his eyes in concentration at the teacher in front of him.

"As I pass out the syllabus, you may get to talk to your partner next to you. They will be your lab partner for the rest of the year."

Suddenly, the mysterious student turned towards Alfred with a look of discontent. His eyes scanned the boy in front of him. Those unsettling, violet eyes.

"Er. Hey! I'm Alfred F. Jones." Alfred tried his best smile. A dazzling, white smile that absolutely no one could resist, or so he thought.

The student didn't change his expression. "Yes. Jones. I heard from Mrs. Gallagher." He had a noticeable accent. Russian? He turned back, facing the front of the classroom.

Alfred frowned. That smile always seemed to work on people to loosen up. "At least tell me your name, Mr. KGB."

The student slowly turned his head, now with a face of disgust. "If you really must know, I am Ivan Braginsky." Ivan paused. "I know it is difficult for your kind of mind to wrap around this, but I am here because I happen to like science. I am not letting a person like you bring my grade down, Jones."

Mrs. Gallagher came to their table and passed out two packets. Ivan immediately opened up one of the syllabuses and began reading.

Fucking rude much? Alfred thought. He huffed in annoyance, grabbing a syllabus. He got to be stuck with a stuck-up, giant nosed Russian kid for the rest of the year!

Ivan thinks he's so smart, huh? Alfred aggressively opened up to the first page. I'll show him you don't mess with The Hero!

The rest of Alfred's classes before lunch passed by unceremoniously. He met up with his group of friends during lunchtime. Their table was the loudest compared to everyone else's. Gilbert was flicking chunks of mashed potato at his angry brother, Ludwig. Yong Soo was attempting to balance a glass of water on his head while Alfred recorded on his phone. Matthew, next to Yong Soo, silently prayed the water wouldn't spill on him. Arthur and Francis were off in their own world, bickering about who knows what.

"That's it!" Ludwig grabbed his lunch tray and stormed off to sit somewhere else. Gilbert laughed and reached after his brother. "Hey wait!" Gilbert made a half-hearted attempt to stop his brother and ended up bursting into laughter again.

"Yong Soo that thing is gonna fall!" Alfred shouted with fake concern, slightly pushing Yong Soo. The cup wobbled on Yong Soo's head, the water sloshing back and forth. Matthew sighed and decided to move somewhere else.

"Hey you can't do that!" Yong Soo nearly whined as he tried to settle the cup.

Arthur turned to face the two. "Will you two be more mature?" He huffed with annoyance, crossing his arms.

"I agree." Francis voiced, smoothly sliding an arm around Arthur. This set the two into another quarrel.

"Whatever dude." Alfred turned back to his lunch and gobbled down his hamburger in an impressive three bites. He chugged a carton of milk and made a sideways glance. He laid his eyes on the table that Ivan was sitting at. There was a pale, scary-looking girl next him. Slightly further away were three freshmen, their heads down, eating their lunch silently. Across from Ivan was Yao, Yong Soo's cousin.

"Hey what's your cousin doing with that jerk face Russ-"Alfred yelped and jumped up from his seat. The cup of water had spilled all over Alfred's crotch.

"DUDE! In that spot, too?" Alfred yelled, attracting the attention of the whole cafeteria. Yong Soo, Francis, and Gilbert were howling with laughter. Even Arthur let out a stifled chuckle. Alfred glanced back at Ivan's table and was met with the same disgusted look that Ivan had given him during physics. Alfred cursed and ran to the bathroom.

"Fuck. Now I really have to show him I'm not stupid." Alfred said, knitting his eyebrows together. He bent into an awkward stance under the air dryer, trying to dry the wet spot in his pants.

"Show who?"

Alfred turned around to lock his blue eyes with purple ones.