Two days after that horrible encounter in the graveyard he had a Very bad day. It could even count as a complete train wreck. It was that bad.
First, he forgot to set his alarm, after having decided that he absolutely had to go to school despite not having fully healed, and slept in (and his silly twin brother forgot to wake him up too when HE left for school). It turned out there was a pop quiz that day in the subject that he was the absolute worst at. And, because of having to rush out the door, he hadn't had time to make his lunch ...and he'd forgotten his wallet too, so he couldn't even buy one!
Mathew was not very happy.
And then someone had to go and steal his backpack from his locker and when he found it two hours later in the bathroom (that he hadn't even gone to that day), he was missing his agenda and class schedule. Thank god he had memorized it a few days ago when the new semester at school had started. He did not want to be one of those kids having to slink up to the school's office to ask for another time table schedule because had 'oh lost it'.
Then his super scary biology teacher assigned a huge project, during his last period class, that needed to be completed by the end of the week.
Mathew was starting to suspect the teacher was crazy, the multiple times that the teacher had thrown erasures at members of the class not having been enough of a hint for him to start thinking along those lines long beforehand.
Worst of all? His computer was dead. Very very very dead...so he would have to stay afterschool to work on the darn devil project. Thank god his phone still worked so he could phone his brother to tell him. Hopefully Alfred would even make supper by the time he got home. Hey, there's a first time for everything, and he really needed a pick-me-up after the events of the past couple days. Sometimes it really seemed like the entire world was after him.
Mathew worked for hours on the project in the computer room closest to his Bio class before resigning himself to finishing it the next day, sighing and cracking his stiff neck ( from that darn gluttonous vampire that had made a morning brunch, AND midnight snack out of his red blood cells). Then he slowly packed up, shut down the computer lab, and headed out.
Mathew was half-way to his locker when he remembered that he was supposed to be carrying something. His binder. Which was full of his homework from the day before when he'd had to stay home due to that horrible vampire that was in HIS graveyard.
'Garbledegooks...' He muttered/cursed to himself as he turned back around. His last period class was WAY at the other end of the building. As far away from his locker as physically possible.
For some reason, he didn't notice how dark it was outside. He did, however, notice how dark it was inside. The janitor had left at least two hours ago and all the lights in the hallways were off. His familiarity with the school was the only thing that stopped him from tripping over his own feet half a dozen times before he reached the other side of the school.
Then, as he stepped inside his Bio class, something flew past his head, catching in his hair and hanging there like the weight of a nightmare that had Mathew this close to screeching. Mathew fumbled along the wall for a light switch.
What the hell was in his hair? The school barely had any windows. What was it and how did it even get in there?!
He found the light switch and flicked it on...and a bat blinked up at him by his cheek where his longish curly blond hair ended. Then Mathew screamed.
And that was when he heard the giggling then outright laughing coming from the back of the room.
There, standing and sitting at the back of the room were the majority of his classmates. The members of the Magic Club, the Cooking Club, EVERYONE...including his brother.
"Hello there, Mathew Williams. A fellow leach has just informed me that you have been hiding your identity from us. It is a tad late, but welcome to the gang, Ghostie."
Ludwig, a big blond man known for hanging out with Feliciano and Kiku, said, stepping forward to approach and address him.
"Oh," is all Mathew had to say back after a short pause filled with his widening eyes and the appearance of a horrified expression as he realized and took in just what Ludwig had meant.
"Aw, isn't that cute? He just went transparent, Luddy." Feliciano exclaimed, happy to have made a new friend. He was just one of those people that considered you a friend the minute he met you. He was already opening up his phone, while clinging to Ludwig's arm, so that he could add Mathew's contact number.
But most of the rest of the people there, including Gilbert and his two best friends Francis and Antonio, just laughed at Mathew for his cowardice. It was not the best welcome he had ever had. He wouldn't have even included it among his top twenty.
All in all, as he recounted to his diary later, it was an absolutely perfect day for him. And he was really looking forward to his next day of school. With his classmates. Who apparently were already completely ready to make fun of him.
Well, that was kind of a long hiatus. Even for me. I'm sorrryyyyy
Pleaseeeeee forgivvvveeeeee meeeeeee
