That morning Feliciano was glad that he could finally hold hands with Ludwig in the halls and at lunch, but he didn't like how people looked at them in the halls now. He was just walking down the hall to his first class, and he saw the look in their eyes as if he was disgusting, and some people would laugh when they walked by. It didn't make sense to him what was so different now. He saw lots of couples through out the morning, and they didn't seem to have this problem. Then a different problem popped up.
"Hey guys!" Elizabeta said cheerfully, stopping them in the hall way.
"Yes, hello?" Ludwig asked, wondering why she was standing in their way to class.
"Well, when you told me you were dating yesterday, I didn't have my camera with me!"
"Camera?" Feliciano asked, confused.
"Yes, yes, camera. Could you guys turn that way so the light- yes like that- now hold still and smile!" There was a bright flash that startled Feliciano, "Now just a few more- could you more a little closer together?" Feliciano did as she said moving this way and that as people stared at them as they got their picture taken a few more times.
"This is enough!" Ludwig could stand one photo, but this was excessive.
"Oh! Well, sorry to bother you! I'll be on my way now." She waved, getting the message form his tone, and ran off to her class.
Feliciano was confused so he was going to ask his boyfriend about it, but he didn't have time, he couldn't be late to class. Feliciano decide that he would just ask him during lunch.
Gilbert had devised a plan for there to be someone "watching out for him" in every class. First his brother was on duty, and nothing much happened in that class. B block he had english, and Ludwig was with him. Then chemistry was Gilbert's turn. Feliciano hadn't thought it was needed since his other classes went well compared to what happened in the hall that morning. But he saw a big scary guy sitting across the room who was glaring at him. He didn't like it at all.
The teacher was talking about something, but the Italian couldn't help but worry if Ludwig was getting the same glares in his classes. Then all around him people started to get up and go over to the lab. What were they doing? Feliciano hadn't listened to a word the teacher said, and he was beginning to get hungry. They had third lunch, which wasn't as good as good as first because the food was almost always running out by then. But to day was wednesday and Feliciano couldn't wait for lunch because wednesdays was pizza day. On pizza day the day the culinary students had off and he was able to use the kitchen to make pasta!
Then Feliciano was tapped on the shoulder, and he spun around to face Matthew. He had meet him yesterday when Gilbert had introduced him as his boyfriend. Why wasn't he with Gilbert? Where was Gilbert anyway? He looked around and saw him with the guy who was glaring at him earlier. What were they doing together?
"Um, Feliciano?" Matthew asked in his usual quiet voice.
"Yes?" Feliciano said, turning to look back at him.
"Do you want to be my partner?"
"For what?" Feliciano asked because how else was he supposed to find out?
"We're making glow sticks."
"Really? Cool!" Feliciano said, he loved glow sticks.
"Yeah, so lets get to work okay?" Matthew replied before turning and walking toward the last lab table.
"So what color are we going to make first?" The little Italian said popping up behind Matthew as he put on his safety glasses. He seemed to be one of the only ones who remembered to put on any safety gear.
"What ever colors you want." Matthew said
"I'm gonna make yellow one like pasta and a red one like pasta sauce! The I'll make a green one like on the Italian flag and a pink one just because!" he chattered about excitedly to the Canadian who hadn't decide on colors yet.
"What colors are you going to make?" Feliciano asked
"Maybe a red one like the Canadian flag… and I like yellow-"
"To match you hair!"
"Yeah, to, uh, match my hair. Then I like blue too."
"And a pink one just because!" Feliciano added
"Right, and a pink one just because." Matthew said laughing at his childishness, it reminded him of Alfred as a kid… and still as a teen.
They then got to work reading the instructions and mixing the chemicals. They were done before anyone else. So while Feliciano connected up some of his glow sticks, Matthew made a few extra blue and yellow glow sticks. When Matthew was almost done melting the ends of the last plastic tube holding blue glowing chemicals, the bell for lunch rang. He finished up that, and left for the library. Feliciano had dropped one of his glow sticks, and was looking for it when he realized everyone had left the class room. Well, all but Gilbert. Why was Gilbert still here? Didn't he always run off to lunch like he hadn't eaten in years? Feliciano thought it was odd, but soon ludwig stopped out side the door and waved for him to follow him. The Italian happily followed his boyfriend to the kitchen where they began to make Feliciano's beloved pasta.
Gilbert was making glow stick after glow stick of multiple colors. He had made a few purples, yellows and greens in his first batch. Then some orange and a blue as well as a (possibly dangerous) mix of yellow and orange to make an odd peach color that wasn't as awesome as he thought it would be. He then started to make a pink one and saw that the Carlos was having trouble making them. He reluctantly helped him make some, but by "helping" he just purposefully messed them up, so by the time the lunch bell rang, Scott had no glow sticks that hadn't failed to glow, or exploded on him. That was part of his plan, however.