"Math?" Lukas repeated quizzically, an eyebrow raised. "That's one of the easiest subjects. Everything has a specific rule."

"For you, maybe!" Mathias retorted in a miserable tone, now taking his frustration out on the crumpled schedule. His long fingers tore it in half.

".. I don't think ripping a piece of paper is going to help you." the Norwegian commented flatly, crossing his arms.

"Yeah.. maybe not." he agreed with a sigh, placing the mutilated paper back into his pocket. "It's just.. I'm already in the lowest class possible for math. And it's stilltoo hard."

"... I see." Lukas answered slowly, not sure what Mathias was expecting him to say. Did he want his sympathy or something? Well.. he certainly didn't like feeling bad for people. It wasn't worth it. Especially not on the first day of school.

Mathias eyed him expectantly, blue eyes sparkling as always. He tilted his head slightly, "We're friends, right?" The Dane crossed two fingers and held them up.

The Norwegian's expression grew even more puzzled, "Er, right." He really hadn't known this.. stupid kid that long but arguing the fact that they weren't would just take twice as long as agreeing.

"And you're really good at math and stuff, right?"

"... Right." Lukas didn't like where this was going. His expression remained stony.

Mathias didn't even seem to recognize the teen's unpleasant expression in front of him. "Maybe you could tutor me!"

"..."

"Well, hear me out." he grinned a bit nervously and placed his hands on Lukas' slim shoulders. "I super double mega pinky swear I'll pay you back." He removed his right hand and held out his pinky very seriously. "Go on, take it."

"I haven't agreed to it yet." Lukas muttered darkly. A teensy, tiny part of him almost, sort of, kinda wanted to take Mathias' pinky even if he'd probably end up getting nothing out of it. That was weird.

"Okayyyy, but all you have to do to agree is take my pinky! It's as easy as that." the grin grew wider as he brandished his pinky finger in front of the other blond's face.

What a bastard.. the Norwegian thought with a mental snort. He raised an eyebrow, "What are you going to give me if I tutor you?" He wasn't sure what to expect from the Dane. Mathias seemed to be many things so far.. but predictable was never one of them.

"Uhhh..." Mathias withdrew his pinky and began to twiddle his thumbs. A minute passed before he finally replied sheepishly, "I'll have to think about it, kay?"

"Let me get this straight, Mathias. You want me to agree to a deal where I have no absolute idea of what I'm getting."

"Yeah."

"I'll pass."

"Whaaat?" Mathias' face grew dramatically crestfallen – like a kicked puppy. "Why not?"

"I just explained why I didn't wan-" Lukas was interrupted by the Dane dropping to his knees and wrapping his arms tightly around the blonde's legs.

"C'mon, I'll do anything..." he whined softly into the legs.

Lukas' indigo eyes widened and he glanced around frantically, hoping desperately that there wasn't any other students around. He wasn't sure what kind of messed up idea they'd get about this picture, but it certainly wouldn't be helping his sad, sorry little reputation. "Get off me!" he whispered in a hiss.

"No." Mathias retorted determinedly, a tiny smirk spreading across his lips. "Not until you say you'll tutor me." His muscular arms tightened.

The Norwegian attempted to pry the stubborn teen off of him, but failed. He scowled deeply, "Get off of me, you idiot.." Attracting he attention of the other students was really the last thing he wanted to do. What the hell is wrong with him? As much as Lukas didn't want to admit it, a rosy blush was creeping up on his cheeks.

"Nope. I could stay here allll day, y'know." Mathias closed his eyes and pretended to smile contentedly as he rested his head on Lukas' legs, causing the latter's blush to darken.

".. Fine! J-just get off.." he grumbled icily despite his red cheeks. He crossed his arms.

"So, you agree to my terms?" the cobalt eyes perked up and met indigo. A wide smirk spread across his lips.

"Damn it, yes." Lukas growled.

Mathias laughed and straightened up, his hands lingering on the Norwegian's leg for the tiniest fraction of a second. "Sounds good then. Don't worry, I'll think of something special for you." he winked.

… What does he mean by that? The blonde huffed and shoved past Mathias impatiently. "Out of the way, idiot. I have to go to class." Seriously. Why did he pull an act like that? Does he want all the other students to think he's insane? It's not as if their opinions matter, but.. He shook his head and continued briskly down the hallway, forcing himself not to look back at the messy-haired teen.

"Oh, uh.. see ya later!" Mathias waved cheerfully.

Lukas waited for Emil by his class room dejectedly, crumpled brown lunch sack in hand. At least this year he'd be able to sit with his brother rather than alone. There was something very disheartening about sitting at a twenty foot long lunch table alone. Finally, the snowy-haired teen showed himself.

"Hey, Lukas." Emil smiled brightly, attempting to put his textbooks in his bag while walking and pretty much failing. "I didn't want to keep you waiting."

Lukas rolled his eyes and took the books from his brother. "I'll help you. Making me wait thirty extra seconds so you could put away your things wouldn't have been a death sentence." A soft smile appeared on his face.

"Yeah, I know." he laughed and tightened the straps of his backpack. "Lunch is only forty-five minutes though. Didn't want to waste too much time."

The Norwegian snorted. "You may be taking AP classes, but you still have the mind of a high-schooler."

Emil shoved him lightly and tried to hide his widening smile. "Shut up. If a peanut butter and jelly sandwich is the highlight of my day, then I'd like to take my time and enjoy it."

"Yeah, well. At least you're able to enjoy your day at all." Lukas sighed. "That idiot has been bugging me nonstop. Now I think I'm stuck tutoring him."

His younger brother raised an eyebrow and stood in front of his brother so Lukas would have to stop walking. "Hold on. He convinced you to do something else you didn't want to do?"

"Unfortunately, yes." the blonde let out a low sigh. "Why is it such a big deal?"

"It has to be a new record or something!" Emil replied, sounding surprised. "You never do anything you don't want to do."

"Look, he was just annoying me, alright? That's all."

"Well, if you say so.." Emil looked and sounded unsure, but moved out of his brother's way so they could head off to lunch.