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Mona: Okay guys I got some spare time and updated like I said I would. This chapter is a bit depressing, or at least it is to me, but I hope you guys enjoy reading it. Again I do not own Hetalia though I would love to. So anyway please, read and review.

~Mona out! oWo

The shrill sound of the alarm, woke Lovino from his slumber, as he suppress the urge to kill it. He had already broken two of them this week and he knew they couldn't afford another if he broke this one. Shockingly the enough the foul screeching hadn't awaken his brother Feli, lucky him. Fuck, he did not want to get up this morning. Today is his first day of highschool and he was not looking forward to it. I mean unless all you normal people find getting the crap beaten out you by bullies enjoyable, then I suppose he should be excited. Sighing he dragged his heavy body out of bed, and goes over to Feli's bed to wake him. Picking up a pillow he proceeds to hit him with it yelling, " Get up you lazy ass were going to hell!" That did it, and the normally cheerful ones eyes snapped open in panic as he bolted up crying, "I don't want to go to hell!" Lovino face palmed at his brothers remark and explains to Feli, "Were not going to hell, I wish we were. No, where were going is much worst, highschool." You can practically hear the dun, dun, duns!

Feli being the abnormally joyful one, exclaims, "Oh yay, school!" Lovino the negative and slightly Emo one says, "Shut up, all your happiness is giving me a headache."The cheerful opposite whines, "Oh come on Lovino, don't be like that, its such a nice day." The more pessimistic of the two snapped, "I hate nice days they can go die in hell and take me with them." Feli being a little terrified by his brothers remark doesn't say another word and they spend the rest of their breakfast in silence. That is until the door slams open revealing their obviously drunk father. Lovino's breath catches in his throat as his mind becomes blank. The only thought in it is 'Fuck'. Holding his breath as his father stumbled past him into his own room. Letting out a sigh of relief his mind was going crazy thinking, 'What the hell was that? No insults, no beating just blip.' Like he didn't even exist, maybe things were going turn out all right today for the first time in his life.

Oh god was he wrong. It all went down hill in his first period class, English, when someone decided it would be hilarious to stick the classes pet, a frog, down his shirt. Did they get yelled at for it? No, of coarse not Mr. Kirkland blew up at him, man that guys scary when he's mad. As if things couldn't get any worst he was seated next to some creepy American, making goo goo eyes at the teacher. What the fuck is wrong with that kid anyway? Thing just got progressively worst through out the day and I'd rather not go into to detail, but I can tell you their were a lot of swirly's. He was lucky to have made it through the day and on to his last hour, Spanish. Sadly the teacher sits him next to the stupidest looking guy in the world.

Desperate to at least attempt to pay attention to the lecture, his concentration is broke when a not is flipped onto his desk reading, 'Hola, I'm Antonio!' Taking a quick peek around to find the person who gave him the note, his eyes fall on the Spaniard next to him, oh yeah that's the one and he writes back, 'What the hell are you doing in here! The noted is returned reading, 'You didn't tell me who you were yet. o3o' Noticing the face on the paper he thinks 'What the...'and writes back, 'Tell me why you're here first aren't you already Spanish and what the hell was that at the end of the not a fish?' The Spanish bastard answers back, ' I don't know what it is I saw it on the internet, and the wanted to put me in a different class cause of my name, but I called them stereotypical bastard's.'

This kid was a little smarter then he appeared, so he wrote back, 'Wow, just wow.' He could feel joys coming of the idiot in waves, it was sickening, 'Okay now tell me your name.' Giving in he replied, 'Lovino.' The tan boy broke out in a wide grin, and wrote, 'That's so cute, Lovi!' Repulsed by this new nick name he replied pissed, 'Lovi! What the fuck is a Lovi!' The last note passed before the bell rang read, 'You, silly lets be bestest friends!' To which was replied, ' Hell no!' before he resumed leaving the class room and heading for home.

Walking into the apartment he was expecting a beating that never came. Maybe one thing was going right on this awful day. Feli wasn't home apparently he was staying over at some potato bastards house for the night. The left him alone in the apartment with his father, that sent a shiver down his spine. Being the clumsy person he was he managed to knock over a glass and send it crashing to the ground. That was all it took to awaken his father and it wasn't long before he was in their looking pissed. His fathers drunken grisly voice yelled, "What the hell did you do!" Frightened Lovino tried to defend his case, "I'm sorry it was an accident, I'll clean it up." But, his Father didn't buy it and sneered, " You like breaking thing so much you clean the damn apartment!" He was in a state of shock the man had to be kidding, the place was filthy it would take all night, "That's crazy, it'll take all night, I have school tomorrow!" Not taking his refusal so kindly he kicked Lovino in the stomach sending him to the ground, then proceeded to kick him for each word, "Clean. It. Now." Then just left the poor child to bleed, just the way Lovino liked it.

b/c

Mona: Like I said I found this part really depressing I'm so cruel to Lovi. I feel like such a bad person for writing it and even worst for enjoying writing it.

Ro: That cause you are a bad person.

Mona: I know I'm sorry, anyway I should update again soon. I actually have the next part written out, god I feel like such a geek. Anyway, please enjoy and reviews are always welcome. So that's it I guess thats it for now.

~Mona out! oWo