A/N: Hello guys, I have finished part 2 of chapter 3. But I decided to delete chapter 3: part one so I can upload chapter 3 as a whole chapter not in parts. So if you think you have read the start before well you have! Please enjoy!

Oh and there are two OC; Hannah and Sadie but no one cares about them. They don't even say anything. Any Austria fans? Well he has joined the crew! And look out for mistakes because I always miss them and dont change them even though I read through it.

As I sat there holding him in a gentle embrace, I could feel his fast heart beat become steady. His arms gripping my back tightly and his face buried in my shoulder. I was so close to him I could make out a faint smell of maple syrup, it was strangely comforting. It seemed as we were sat there in calm and semi darkness for around five minutes before I slowly detached him from my body so we were facing each other, my hands resting on his shoulders. It was a bit of a shame for me as I wanted to stay like that for longer. But I could still see a few tears swimming in his violet eyes and his checks were stained red. His golden hair stuck out slightly.

"Hey, Mattie are Ok?" I whispered soothing trying to rid my voice of any obnoxious tones which usually swarmed my speech. My crimson eyes studied his face carefully. Matthew laughed gently which I thought odd.

"I guess I feel a little better now." He admitted blushing, voice cracked and a few more tears leaked out of his eyes. I must of blushed too as I felt my face heat up. I nodded slightly, my heart beat picking up a little. Its seriously not like me to get flustered about a tiny comment like that. I mentally punched myself.

"Why are you crying anyway?" I pushed a little but didn't try to seem as if I was forcing him to tell me. I hardly know him and I don't want him to be scared of me.

"I must look like a complete wimp, crying for literally nothing." He paused smiling a little. "Its just…ever since I noticed I am almost always completely ignored I have gotten pretty sad but I never want to show it. So I guess coming here must of triggered all my feelings to come out. But I feel better for telling you." Matthew finished. I didn't know what to say to that so I just nodded again. I felt sorry for him and I didn't really expect an answer like that. Maybe just I feel homesick or something. But I did feel happy that he trusted me enough to tell me something like that. Does this mean I didn't mentally scar him when I almost killed him by accident?

"Well at least it wasn't Francis who found you like this or he might of tried to cheer you up in a not so appropriate manor." I laughed trying to lighten the some what awkward silence. Matthew smiled and joined in on my laughing, covering his mouth so he didn't wake the others. "Good thing your not crying anymore because my vest was getting damp." I joked pointing at a small wet patch by my shoulder.

"Sorry about that" Little Mattie said smiling sheepishly.

"Haha, don't worry about it. So are you sure your completely alright now?" I asked somewhat seriously.

"Yeah, I'm fine now."

"Good, do you think we should go back to sleep now because we don't want to be late for breakfast." I suggested as I could feel my stomach growling. Just then I remembered that we must of missed dinner because we were at the nurse. Damn.

"Yes, that would be a good idea." Matthew said quietly.

"Ok good night and don't worry I wont forget you!" I reassured

"What? Because you are awesome like that?" He joked trying to mimic a German accent.

"Cheeky!" I cried, jumping of the warm bed lightly. I really wanted to hug him or something before I left but decided it might not be a great idea . I was about to turn and climb up the ladder which connected our beds when I heard the faint muffled sound of the covers moving. Suddenly I felt arms around me again and smelt maple syrup. I was being hugged from behind, I didn't expect Matthew to be so forward in the area of contact. My pale cheeks blushed brightly and my eyes were wide..

"Thank you, Gilbert." He whispered before letting go and walking back then climbing under the warm covers. The white polar bears head sticking out. I stared at it for a while in surprise then quickly ran up the ladder and laid back on my own bed. Before I finally drifted to sleep I thought of Matthew Williams. I knew I liked and trusted him but I wasn't sure if liked him in that way yet. Its not like I have a problem with being gay. Though I found it strange I could hug him so easily. Well he is cute. Anyway I will find out soon enough if I like him as he is basically living underneath me!

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"GILBERT WAKE UP!"

"AHH, WHAT THE FUCK?" I screamed as I felt something on top of me yelling my name in my ear. As I forced my eyes open I was blinded by bright light . When my red eyes focused I was shocked to see Francis closely peering at my face.

"Now that I look closer, your pretty cute too." He murmured as I tried to move my arms which were pinned down. Upon hearing this my face grew red and I did an awesomely reckless thing; I kneed him in the stomach and kicked him of the bed.

"You pervert!" Only to realise it was a bunk bed and…

THUMP!

"Oww." Came a quiet and pained voice from the floor. Opps, I quickly pulled off my covers and looked over the edge of the bed. It seemed as Francis had landed on his face and was laying on a heap on the floor. At least the distance wasn't too far, I don't think he is badly hurt.

"I told you it was a bad idea." Laughed Antonio who was now at Francis's side. At this the Frenchman turned his head stiffly to face Antonio; a small drop of blood dripping out of his nose.

"Shut up." He managed .

"Kesese, sorry! Its just I wasn't expecting a bed intruder this morning. Come back another day." I said sarcastically.

"Do you want to go to breakfast then?" asked a quiet voice which belonged to the Canadian who was now coming out of the bathroom. His eyes widened from behind his glasses when he saw Francis laying on the floor. "I'm just not going to ask." He mumbled before running back into to the bathroom and returning with a wad of toilet paper. "Here you go Francis." Kneeling down Matthew gave the replacement tissues to Francis who pressed them to his nose and stood up.

Looking Matthew up and down I remembered that we had to wear this cruddy uniform. But I guess it did look good on Birdie. The black blazer fitting his small frame perfectly. Just as if he read my mind he turned to meet my eyes, his face reddening. We held eye contact for a few seconds awkwardly before he looked down and I turned away. I hope no one noticed the small display. Though Francis eyed us suspiciously.

"What?" I asked him pissed

"Nothing." He smirked

"Well one sec, I will go get changed." I announced almost jumping of the bed and grabbing the uniform out of the glossy wooden draws.

"Don't forget the badge." Said Antonio cheerfully.

"Right." I murmured turning back "Stupid badges…" I muttered under my breath. Looking down to study it better I saw that it was how it should be. White with a black eagle. Yellow in several places. Taking it from the top of the draws.

"I wont be long!" Then I grabbed my vest a pulled it off my body, leaving me completely topless.

"Lol, its not a strip club, Gilbert!" laughed the Spaniard.

"Woo! Keep going!" yelled Francis jokingly.

"Not for you! I might blind you with my five meters. I just that awesome." I replied and glanced at Matthew who was now blushing from head to toe, looking at the wall. Wow he blushes too much!

Laughing, I picked up the uniform from the floor and went to the bathroom to finish getting ready. Leaving Antonio and Francis in hysterics.

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As I walked into the large assembly room, the same one from yesterday; I smelt a mixture of things hanging in the air. It smelt delicious. Looking around I saw all the blue ergonomically designed chairs pushed to the tall walls, in their previous places was around eight huge tables. The whole room felt cosy and warm. Again, heads turned as I went to source the smell of breakfast, Antonio, Francis and Matthew trailing behind. The bodies of the heads still in mid eating mode; spoons half elevated, hands grasping glasses.

I wonder if this is going to happen every time I enter a room. I'm not that strange and I am certainly not ugly. Though I guess I could use it to my advantage at some point but now all I want is pancakes. Letting my senses take over I spotted another table at the back. It was covered with an assortment of breakfasts from all over the world.

"What do you want to have?" I asked Matthew who was now the only one at my side as Antonio and Francis had left us to sit with a table full of girls. Nice.

"Hmm, I think I'm going to have pancakes with maple syrup of course." He replied almost silently taking a closer look at the table, playing with his own badge on his shirt.

"Wow, that's what I'm going to have, awesome!" I exclaimed and reached out for a plate which will soon be stacked with pancakes.

After a long while of putting on pancake after pancake

on each plate, Matthew found what he was looking for. The maple syrup. Once he finished, at least half the bottle was gone. I hope he can hold his sugar. What would a hyper Birdie be like? I cant even imagine. Turning back round to face the rest of the hall again with our ridiculous breakfast; Matthew and I searched for somewhere decent to sit. It seemed all the tables were almost full with uniformed children chatting extremely loudly about some show called "Britain's got talent".

It don't get programs like that as they say "the best talent in Britain" when there is going to be someone who is better than anyone in the whole competition who did not audition. So really it isn't the best talent in Britain. Getting bored of just standing there and looking like an idiot with an extreme amount of food, I nudged Matthew in the arm and strode across the room wanting him to follow. Spotting a table in the middle I noticed it was almost full of a lot representatives. Bless them not wanting to mingle with the British kids. As I walked over, a head turned and sighed. It was Ludwig, I could tell it was him because of his pushed back hair.

"Gilbert." He muttered when I got close, frowning

"Nice to see you too, Luddy" I replied in a mock innocent voice and pulled a chair away from a table opposite. This made some girl, a proper student moan, stopping in her tracks as she caught my eye.

"Hey Matt do you want this? I can just stand as I am so awesome." I asked the boy who was avoiding everyone eyes on the table.

"Erm, Ok." He said even more quietly than I thought possible and took the chair. He looked at it strangely and sat down as far away from the table he could without looking alone.

"Hey who is that?" Asked the Italian sitting close to Ludwig, pointing to Matthew which made him sink into his chair at being the centre of attention. Everyone else around the table turned to Matthew as well as some other people near by.

"Oh yeah, this is Matthew. The Canadian representative he arrived late and missed the assembly so you didn't see him." I explained placing a hand on his shoulder. I laughed to myself as I saw him blush. Everyone in the small group nodded or muttered a "Yes" or "Alright" then went back to talking to each other. Leaving me, the Italian, I think his name is Feliciano or something, Ludwig, Matthew and the Austrian representative to talk.

"Soo" I said awkwardly

"Yup"

"mm" came some replies.

"Oh yeah there was something I wanted to ask." Stated the posh looking Austria with dark brown hair.

"Go ahead" I replied smirking at the Austrian. He seems like a person I might want to annoy in the future.

"I'm just going to come out and say it; why are there hardly any girl representatives?" He asked honestly pushing up his small wire glasses. Purple eyes looking for answers.

Funny, that's what I wanted to know.

"I don't actually know, I haven't seen any." Ludwig confessed frowning again.

"Ohhh! Oh!" Came an excited voice from Felicano who was jumping in his seat, his curl bobbing up and down. His actions made the whole table vibrate.

"Ve, I saw a girl and she had a flag badge on to!" He cried pointing out his Italian flag on his black blazer pocket. This got us all interested.

"Who was it?"

"What flag was it?"

"Was she sexy?" Asked a voice from behind me. The voice was unmistakably Francis's. His comment making the Austrian raise a perfect eyebrow. When I turned on my feet I couldn't help but laugh when I saw Antonio and Francis accompanied with pair of girls from their previous table. Both girls were pretty cute but not as cute as Birdie. Even saying that in my head made me cringe but oh well. I noticed both girls were looking at the Austrian. Pff, he isn't that great, I don't even know his name.

"Oh we came to tell you that I think our class is gunna start soon, Hannah and Sadie are going to show us to the room." Antonio reminded us on the table cheerfully. Oh good what's the time? I haven't even eaten my pancakes. I guess the same goes for Matthew who was staring at his longingly.

"Thanks, you guys can go we will catch up in five." I motioned to the pancakes.

"Ok see you in class." The small group of four waved and then left for the door.

"You guys better hurry." Warned Ludwig. "Feliciano, Roderich and I are going to go." Ah, so that's his name, Roderich, it suited the Austrian. All three of them stood up to go before I caught Ludwig by the arm and pointed out something I noticed a while ago.

"Mr. Kirkland isn't in the class room either, look he is talking to someone over there, you don't have to go so soon."

"Oh yeah." Said Feliciano realising.

"Wait is that Alfred?" Ludwig said while squinting to get a better look at the student talking with the headmaster.

"Haha I think it is! Lol have you seen Kirkland's face, its bright red." I laughed taking a closer look at the scene.

"I wonder what Alfred's saying to him." Roderich said while in thought.

"I bet its something about being a hero but I don't really want to know the details if it makes someone go that colour." I mused taking a bite of my delicious breakfast, the maple syrup making it ten time better.

"Yeah." Said Matthew who was also eating.

"I think Im going to go anyway, I want to go early just in case we get lost." Ludwig said anyway. "Are you two going to come?" looking at the Italian and Austrian.

"Yes."

"I don't want to get lost! Bad things will happen!" moaned Feliciano looking worried.

"Well come on then." Ludwig exclaimed moving chairs out the way as he headed in the same direction Francis and Antonio took.

This left Matthew and I alone to finish the pancakes. And yes I am trying to eat while standing. I can do it expertly!

"That Feliciano is funny isn't he." I said trying to make conversation. I guess Matthew was feeling a bit awkward from last night.

"He is." said the Canadian who was almost using all of his concentration trying to appreciate the significance of maple syrup. Well that's what I thought he was doing.

Taking my last bite and savouring it in my mouth I asked.

"Do think we should go now?"

"Yeah I'm almost done" he replied while trying to shove the rest in his mouth.

"Don't choke yourself!"

"I will try not too" he smiled "Now that was some good pancake."

"It certainly was!" I agreed and waited for him to get up before walking across the now almost empty hall, our footsteps echoing.

"Eh, what was the room again?" I asked turning back as I walked.

"ummm…?" Oh god were screwed.

A/N: Oh no, will Gilbert and Matthew arrive late? So guys I am still so sorry this was late . But I am going to try and put chapter 4 up in good time. So, stick with me on the journey of this story to the end! Please, Please review as I always want some sort of feedback because if not I feel like I failed. And I want to get better at writing! YAY. I love you guys xx ...This sentance is pointless, if you read it you are gay...SORRY! SORRY!

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