By the time the first lesson had ended Matthew realised that Gilbert wasn't going to get up unless he woke him himself. Hopefully he wasn't like Alfred when he woke up. Then again it would be rude to wake the sleeping boy, he looked so relaxed, but he didn't smell so good. Actually he smelt a bit like… Beer. Oh, he was hung over. Still need to wake him up though he couldn't leave him in the class while everyone else went onto the next. But how would he wake him up. Probably poking him. That usually works. So Matthew moved closer to the sleeping boy and began to poke at his side, unfortunately for Matthew he didn't know Gilbert was incredibly ticklish so he squeaked a bit when the albino jumped up suddenly.

"Ah, I'm sorry!" Matthew blushed a bit at the not so manly noise he made, well at least Gilbert was awake now. "Umm, class has finished." He sounded so quiet, and stupid. They were the only ones left in the class room there wasn't a class in this room until after recesses.

"Ugh, where am I again?" Gilbert asked groggy and a little disoriented he rubbed the sleep from his eyes and smelt his breath then recoiled. Yeah he was definitely hung over. Or didn't get any sleep last night and had really bad morning breath that just happened to smell a lot like beer. Matthew was placing bets on the former. Gilbert grumbled a bit and got up from his seat heading towards the corner of the room sluggishly.

"School. You, err, sort of fell asleep." Matthew explained gather up his books and heading towards the door.

"Heh, sounds about right. Hey kid come here a sec." Gilbert requested, patting the floor next to him.

"O-okay." the blonde slowly walked to the corner weary of the albino. He knew when he found out that Gilbert was the kind of teen that would get in fights that he probably should cross Gilbert off the list of potential friends. Matthew wasn't exactly perfect either, he'd been in plenty of fights, not that he'd started them… Okay maybe he started a few but they were for good reasons. Still it was probably best to avoid such people in America, because it was America. And he could end up dead. Because it was America. Now he was standing next to Gilbert wondering why exactly he was here and he didn't just leave him to sleep.

Gilbert pulled Matthew down to sit next to him and Matthew landed with a small 'oof' shooting a glare at the albino. "S-so, what did you want. I k-kinda need t-to get to c-class" Matthew asked slightly uncomfortable with being alone with Gilbert, the only comforting thought was that he was hung over, something Matthew had experienced before.

"Why do ya stutter so much?" Gilbert asked lifting his head from his knees to look into Matthews violet eyes.

"Eh, I-I don't know, why d-does that matter anyw-way?" Matthew asked slowly shuffling away from the strange boy. All he got for a reply was a 'hmm' and Gilbert hit his head up against the wall behind him then ever so slowly began sliding down until he was lying down with his body on the floor and his head still up against the wall. That couldn't be comfortable.

"Yeah, fuck this I need a smoke." The albino declared jumping up from his highly uncomfortable position on the floor and headed towards the door looking back. "You coming?"

"Umm…"

"Awesome let's go." Gilbert grabbed Matthews hand and pulled along out the door and down the corridor taking the first turn out. Only when they were outside did the blonde pull his hand away.

"Okay, Gilbert. Why are you dragging me along with you? I should be in class." Matthew said sternly.

"How do you know my name?" Gilbert asked completely ignoring the Canadians question.

Matthew held back a face palm "You told me." This gained nothing from Gilbert but a extremely perplexed look and this time Matthew really did face palm. "Yesterday"

Nothing.

"After school"

…

"After your fight with Ivan"

"OH RIGHT!" Matthew jumped at the albinos sudden volume. " You're that blind kid!"

"I AM NOT BLIND!" Matthew couldn't help but feel offended by his assumption, because really you don't just go around telling people there blind; and you most certainly don't identify them as 'that blind kid' at least not aloud.

"Then why do you wear glasses?" Gilbert asked poking Matthew.

"Because I can't see without them"

"So you are blind!"

"NO I'M NO- you know what j-just forget it I've gotta get to class anyway goodbye, Gilbert." Matthew said, turning on his heel and heading back inside only to have Gilbert grab his wrist and turn him back around.

" No way dude, your stayin' with me!"

"Eh? Why?" Honestly Matthew was beginning to wonder if this was normal behaviour for the albino or if he was perhaps still drunk, either way he was highly irritating.

"Cos I said so! You should be honoured to spend time in the presence of such awesomeness"

"Mmm, hmm. No I'm goi-"

"HAY LOOK A BIRD!" Matthews face met his palm again, Gilbert was so ADD. He was compareable to those T-shirts that said ' I'm totally not AD- OH LOOK A BUTTERFLY! '. The blonde looked over to the German and saw him playing with the small yellow ball of feathers. At this he let out a small snicker and walked over to him.

"Manly" Matthew said flatly with a smirk on his pale lips.

"Shut up, blindy." Gilbert retorted, glaring at the Canadian momentarily then turning back to the yellow ball of fluff. "So cute"

Okay Matthew had to admit that was a pretty cute bird he couldn't help but want to pet it but as he did it flew up out of Gilberts hand and onto his head. "EEK!" He yelled at the sudden fluttering ducking and curling into a ball. Birds are cute but scary when they fly. He could hear Gilberts laughs and the blondes face grows red.

"Sh-shut up." Matthew mumbled into his knees, not wanting to lift his head up for more then one reason. He didn't want to be seen with a blush and he didn't want the bird to fall off and grab onto his head, that would be painful. The Canadian felt the tiny weight lifted off his head but didn't move.

"You can look up now, I took it off… Pussy" Gilbert mocked Matthew causing him to anger slightly.

"F-f-fuck off!"

"Okay, Okay I'm sorry know get the fuck up I really need a smoke." Gilbert said with a hint of annoyance building in his voice.

"Ew." Matthew grimaced, smoking was disgusting in his opinion, most peoples opinions really.

"Shut up" Gilbert grabbed his arm and dragged him across the courtyard and behind a soccer field. 'That was way too easy' Matthew thought 'Teachers at this school really don't care.' Gilbert reached into his pocket and pulled out half a cigarette and lit it up. Taking a long drag the albino relaxed into the grass offering it to Matthew, but he politely declined. Only after a few minutes of silence did the blonde realize that the bird was now resting on top of Gilberts head.

"Do you have a name for it?"

"For what" The red eyed teen asked with a rather dumb look.

"The bird"

For a few seconds Gilberts stared at his cigarette obviously thinking then announced "Gilbird!" proudly! Matthew just stared at him with a look on his face that said 'Are you serious' after another few seconds Matthew gave up and pulled his mobile from his pocket opening a text message he had received about two minutes ago from Alfred.

were u at bro

If one thing annoyed Matthew it was text speak. Especially when your phone has a key board.

The back of the main soccer field.

He received a reply within a few seconds, which took a few seconds to decode.

watcha doin dere dude ya shud b in sience

Speak English

u sound liek artie

After this Matthew closed his phone and slipped it back into his pocket and tried to focus on not breathing in any smoke.

Pfft! lol whats this shit! And why did it take me so long to write such shit! WHY! becuase I'm lazy! And school started. and I'm lazy. And I think alot! and yeah! wow look at all that shity dioulouge. and my shity spelling =w= well im not proud of this wat so ever! ENJOY!

OH! and I'm not American, I'm Australian, never been anywhere either! So can people tell me how American school works? Esspecially if your in Cali?

kthxbai ;)