A/N: I hope you guys enjoy this one; I was surprised by all the positive feedback on the last chapter! (It wasn't exactly my favorite…) I like this chapter better, and I hope you do, too! Please leave a review or message me and tell me what you think! Your feedback could affect the rest of the story! I always like to know what you guys like best, and what I need to work on. Plus, a review really brightens my day! Thanks!

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Matthew's POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I was so glad when the school day was over. It had been an overall bad day. People kept mistaking me for my brother, and it was frustrating for us both. Even the lunch ladies couldn't see me.

But one person did.

I've noticed him before, talking to his friends. He seems loud, popular, but somehow…gravitational. I'll pay more attention to him now; he's one of the few people who has actually noticed me, much less pointed me out to other people. He's friends with Francis, who also notices me. We're not friends, exactly, but he sticks up for me sometimes. Maybe this is the start of a new trend. Maybe things are looking up.

When my brother got home from his after-school clubs, I got his attention after a few minutes.

"Hey, Alfred. Al. Aalfreeeeddddddd!"

He jumped slightly and turned around.

"Oh! Hi, Mattie, Whatcha need?"

"Um…I met someone today, and I was wondering if you knew him…"

"Prob'ly do."

'Yeah, that's why I'm asking you, genius.'

I gave him a brief description, and mentioned that he was good friends with Antonio and Francis. Alfred thought for a minute, then suddenly yelled,

"Oh, yeah!"

I jumped about a foot and resisted the urge to hit him. Very hard. In the face. With a hockey stick. Sometimes, it was seriously tempting.

"Yeah, I know him. Kinda. Gilbert Bellischmit. Ludwig's brother. He's pretty cool I guess."

"Hm. Okay. Thanks, Al." I tried to slip off to my room.

"Uh, why'd you wanna know?"

Damn. Caught. I froze, turned around slowly, and tried to keep it vague.

"He spoke to me in the lunchroom. Why wouldn't I want to know?"

He gave me The Look.

The Look that says 'Seriously, man?'

"Okay, Mattie. But, Y'know, you can always talk to me…"

"Yeah?"

"Dude. I'm not that dense."

"I have no clue what you're talking about." To be honest, I didn't know how I felt. I needed to figure that out before my brother interrogated me. I really didn't want to say (admit) that I already had a crush on the guy. I mean, I only just learned his name.

"You like him~!"

Oh, great. I could feel myself blushing. That's convincing, Matthew. "Why would you think that? I only asked his name, Alfred!"

"Whatever you say, bro…"

With that, I escaped to my room, locking the door.

Gilbert Bellischmidt…I liked the way that sounded. It seemed to…fit. His appearance, his accent, and the way he smiled…

I wish I knew how long I just sat there, an idiotic grin on my face. Probably a shamefully long time.

I was finally snapped out of my reverie by Alfred, who was persistently banging on my door.

"MAAATTTHHHEEEWWWWWW! I'm hungry!"

"Well, then, make yourself something to eat!"

"But, you're the better cook!"

"Fine, coming!"

"Hurry! I think I'm wasting away!"

I smiled slightly and said quietly, "I very highly doubt that…" then got up to make some dinner before our parents got home from work. They always arrived home late, so we pretty much could take care of ourselves. Alfred would play video games while I read, or occasionally he would talk me into watching one of his cheap horror flicks with him, even though they terrified him.

Sometimes I wondered who was actually older.

Finally, everything settled down, and I fell asleep repeating in my head

'Gilbert Bellischmidt…'

~~~~~~~~~~Zhe Awesome Timeskip of Awesomeness~~~~~~~~~~

The next day, I went to school feeling a bit lighter than usual. For one thing, Alfred remembered to tell me before he left in my car (his was still being repaired. It's a long story.), so we both got there on time. And, although the teachers didn't exactly recognize me, at least none of them mistook me for Alfred. I considered this a good sign. I also made it into the lunchroom on time, quickly scanning the room for the now-familiar face. There he was, sitting with his friends. I didn't realize I was staring until the person directly behind me stepped forward, nearly knocking me over. After that, I kept my head down, retrieving my tray and going to sit at an empty table, as usual.

The rest of the day was ordinary, other than the fact that I wasn't paying much attention in history, as I was busy, um, inconspicuously glancing at Gilbert, who, in a stroke of bad luck, sat on the opposite side of the classroom from me, as a result of the stupid alphabetical seating chart.

I spent the next two weeks thinking about Gilbert. Not in an obsessive way, just trying to figure out how, and why, I felt about him. I had found out (through entirely credible and not-stalking sources!) that he had a brother who was several months younger, about like Alfred and I, he had an obsession with things that he found 'Awesome' he was often described as 'loud' and/or 'obnoxious', he had a pet bird named Gilbird…

And damn, was he cute.

I mean, seriously.

The more time I spent around him, or thinking about him, the stronger that initial gravitational pull became.

Before long, I found myself infatuated.

By the end of the year, I was getting depressed. We were both graduating, moving on. And we were so different; there was no way we would end up at the same college, maybe not even the same state.

But maybe one day our paths would cross again.

Maybe we would both be married, have families.

Maybe only one of us would have a family of his own.

Maybe I would have turned truly invisible.

Oh, who was I kidding? Even if we did meet again, the chances of him recognizing me were extremely slim. Surely I would meet someone in college, or it wouldn't hurt me to be single…

But either way, I sure would miss him. There was no denying that.

A/N Hi, guys! Um, yeah…Here's chapter 2! The next chapter will be up soon, I'm almost done with it. It's pretty much the same thing, but from Gilbert's POV. This was fun to write. ^.^ I love Mattie. He's so cute when he's denying being a stalker ;) anyway, I hope you enjoyed it and please review! See you at the next chapter!