Chapter 3

The weekend came as a huge relief to Gil. If he had been in school a day longer he might have gotten into a fight. Also he was looking forward to hanging out with his friends, despite being nervous to tell them how he felt about Liz.

Saturday evening he drove to Antonio's house and pulled into the driveway, seeing Francis's car was already there. He grinned and walked inside, not bothering to knock. Antonio and Francis were laying out food and drinks on the table in front of the TV.

In a half hour Gil had gone through three bottle of beer, Antonio had managed one, and Francis had a sip and was revolted by the taste. Gil called him a little bitch, and then in turn got shove in the back.

They started to play Halo, and they were in a pretty intense three player fight that included a lot of swearing, hitting each other on the arm, and peering at each other's screens.

Francis blew up Antonio and Gil at the same time and in response both friends smacked him, and unfortunately for Francis he sat between the two, and was within perfect reach. Despite the swearing and hitting each other, by the end their friendship was still perfectly intact.

Gil set into a fourth bottle and smirked "Come on Francis don't be a baby, drink it." Gil didn't have any issue with drinking, and maybe he drank just a bit too much today, he was feeling a buzz.

He shook his head "It's gross."

Gil nearly hit him again but Antonio spoke up "So Gil, you haven't brought any girls over recently, how come?"

Antonio's house was kind of the make out spot for the three of them, Antonio nearly always had the house to himself. So it was also the spot where they had a few times, taken it way past second base.

The three walked outside to start up the bonfire, Gil took a seat in the chair and sighed "I wanted to say something about that actually."

"You're gay?" Francis oh so helpfully piped in.

Gil stared at him and said "No."

Antonio laughed and struck a match, starting the fire. Francis was far too worried about setting his fabulous hair on fire and Gil wasn't to be trusted with dangerous objects like matches.

"Then what?" Antonio asked taking a seat as the fire grew.

Gil sighed and looked into the flames "I…I think I love Liz."

Antonio looked at him, his green eyes bright with curiosity "Your friend Liz?"

He sighed and nodded, going to take a drink of beer but then slowly putting it down. Saying it out loud had somehow made it more real and his stomach twisted at it.

Francis looked at Gil, he had yet to speak. Slowly he smiled "Then you should go for her like you would anyone else."

Gil glared "I can't! She's my best friend, I know damn well who her type is and it sure as hell isn't me!"

Antonio leaned back in his chair "Then show her you don't need to be her dream guy. She kept you as a friend all these years, she had a degree of care for you then. Work it to more. Lovi and me aren't exactly the picture perfect pair are we?"

Gil sighed and ran a hand through his hair. He just couldn't, why did they not see that? Liz wanted a gentleman, not Gil. Liz wanted someone her friends actually liked, not an obnoxious albino that was prone to fight and sleeping around.

Francis spoke again "Gilbert, you will not know unless you try. And if she does indeed reject you, then you can at least live with knowing you tried. Your friendship should be just fine too, Liz seems like the sane type, she would understand."

Slowly Gil sighed and raised his head to look at the fire again. He could try…she might think he was joking though. What if she got mad?

No…

He had to try. Francis was right. If he never said anything then she might go and find someone to stand where he wanted to. He would lose his chance, he had waited long enough. He grinned a little "Alright, then Monday I will tell her."

Both his friends grinned and their party took a turn back to happy and carefree. Gil felt better as well.

Monday came a little faster than he truly wanted it too. He also slept in late and had to be woken by Ludwig, who was not too happy to be late.

Hurriedly Gil got dressed, in jeans and a red t-shirt hoodie and without eating grabbed his backpack and ran down to the car. Ludwig was sitting inside it glaring. Gil glared back "Calm your tits we aren't late yet."

Ludwig growled something Gil didn't catch, he started the car and whipped out of the driveway, speeding and barely making it to the school. If they ran they would just make first hour.

Ludwig bolted as soon as Gil stopped the car, and when he had it turned off Gil ran after him, locking it and stuffing the keys in his pocket. The hall ways were empty since they had just about a minute to the bell. Gil went skidding down the hallway and flung open his locker, grabbing his books. Liz wasn't there but he wasn't surprised. She wouldn't be late to class. He swore though. This was when he had planned to tell her…

He slammed his locker and spun around, and collided with a figure, knocking him to the ground.

From the hallway opposite Liz came running "Gil you're late!" she hissed

Gil didn't answer. He was busy staring at the boy he had knocked down. With those glasses, that mole, and those purple eyes. Gil snarled "Fucking Eldstein what are you doing here!"

Liz huffed and smacked Gil "That's impolite. His name is Roderich and he's a transfer student." Liz helped him up and he brushed his clothes off, he was wearing dress pants and a blue dress shirt with a tie. Prissy.

Roderich glared at him "Can't play soccer and doesn't have manners. I hope everyone here isn't like you." He growled

Gil ignored him and looked at Liz as the bell rang "Why aren't you in class?"

"I help transfer students find their way remember?"

Roderich had his schedule out and looked at it.

Liz smiled at him, and Gil didn't like the look in her eyes. Something wasn't right… "I have chemistry first hour, what do you have?" she asked pleasantly.

Roderich smiled at her and it made Gil's blood burn. "It seems we have chemistry together."

Gil thought that pun was going to make him physically sick but to his dismay Liz actually laughed at it and even worse, she blushed.

She set off with Roderich to chemistry, and left Gil in the hallway totally forgotten. That was their class together. It was when he really got to talk to her…

He felt like the air had been knocked out of his lungs. He just stared at the now empty hallway. Would Liz replace him with Roderich? From where he was standing it was looked like it. Any thoughts of telling her how he felt were gone now, just from the shock.

All too soon he would realize that he was far too late to tell her anything

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