I'VE FIXED THE PROBLEM SO NOW THIS CHAPTER IS ALL GOOD AND THERE ACTUALLY IS A DIFFERENCE.

Hey guys. Well, here's your next chapter (which I'm casually updating with on the bus). I'm glad for the 9 follows and 3 favorites- Also, thank you for the review.

CrystalGem18: Thank you and I would hope my Spanish is right- After all, I take it in school and sometimes speak it better than English despite English being my first language- I google translate the Italian or whatever other language I use.

I have a poll on my profile that would really help me out if you guys took it for me. This first part is actually based on something one of my friends said in lunch the one day.


There were several things Chiara hated in everyday life; most people, a few classmates in her grade, whenever she couldn't have tomatoes, moments when she had to be on her absolute best behavior (which she was getting used to), and school were just a few.

School hadn't even started yet that morning, but Chiara was already in a quite heated argument with another thing she hated, Asuman, the Turkish female that had never really gotten along with either the Italian or Antonio.

"You know something? There's one good thing about you," Chiara says, a smirk moving onto her lips. "You're easy to ignore." The Turk rolls her eyes then says, "Don't try so hard, I couldn't like you any less."

Chiara glares at the taller brunette, the other girl then glares back at her. They never really had a reason to fight with each other like this. It was more of a silent agreement to argue pretty much everytime they got the chance to. Somehow, everyone else around them just got used to it.

"I like you better the more I see you less," the taller of the two says. Chiara snorts slightly and sees Asuman's mouth open, but she cuts her off by saying, "I bet your ass is jealous of your mouth with all the shit you're saying."

Hearing the bell ring to go to first period, Chiara smirks triumphantly and heads off to her locker, moving around the people that had gathered around them as the argument was happening. She was still quite proud of her last line and was oddly happy about the snickers she could still hear.


She wished it would just be a quiet day that would go by fast. And for once, it oddly was. As she was heading to first period, she was glomped by her sister and spent a good minute glaring at Feliciana's German friend. Chiara gently pats her sister's head, used to just letting her do what she wanted this early in the morning.

"I'll see you in lunch," Chiara tells her sister then goes to her class, sighing heavily. She never understood why it seemed like a good idea to her school to have a math class first thing in the morning like this.

Thankfully, her first couple of classes passed quickly, and soon enough it was her study hall before lunch. She hummed quietly to herself as she goes to the cafeteria where it was held in. She sat in her normal seat and looked for things to do while here since she only had homework from her first class and she didn't want to do that now.

She sighs and closes her eyes, resting her head on her arms. She stayed like that until she had felt someone sit next to her in the booth on her side then another two on the other side. Chiara sighs again and opens her eyes, looking at Antonio next to her, then his two...odd friends.

"Holá, Lovi~" Antonio says with a bright smile. Chiara blushes and punches his arm, not really trying to hurt him. "I told you to not call me that, idiota," she mumbles out. His friends, Francis and Gilbert look at each other with a knowing look although the other two didn't notice it.

Chiara didn't want to admit it, but Antonio was really her only friend. Then, his friends were her friends by default. It had always been this easy, ever since they first met each other. She didn't mind not having many people to bug her in 'friendly' ways.

Antonio smiles more at her blush and wraps his arms around her before nuzzling his cheek into her's. "¡Que linda!" he tells her, not minding her squirming in his arms and trying to push him off of her.

The Italian blushes darker as he continues to hold her despite her moving around and sighs heavily. "Let go of me," she mumbles out, trying to decide if she should hide her blush or keep trying to push him away.

"What's the magic word~?" he asks with a small laugh while pretty much everyone in the entire room watches this. Chiara looks up at him and glares. "Just let me go unless you want me to steal all your stupid turtles and send them back into nature," she tells him.

Antonio pouts and says, "Not what I was going for, but it works I guess." He pulls away from her then gently pats her head. "You really are adorable like that, Lovi." Chiara makes a small noise and hits his arm before turning her face away to hide her blush, her curl crinkling up slightly.

Francis chuckles slightly as he watches the two of them on the other side of the booth and starts to plan a bit. Oddly enough, they all sat together like this every day and then at lunch it would be almost the same, just a few more of their friends.

Francis knew that he would be enjoying this far more than he should. He just needed to get a few more people to help him and they would be all set. Or at least, that's how he felt about this. The Frenchman had actually been trying to get Antonio and Chiara together for years, but it just never worked.

All he had to do was start to plan more about this. As they sat there in the cafeteria booth, conversations going on, a flyer catches the blond's eye and he chuckles softly. He was glad there was a dance coming up soon.


On the way to their class after lunch, the trio of Francis, Gilbert, and Antonio walk together. "So, mon ami, do you plan on going to the dance? After all, it is the last time we'll be able to as seniors," Francis says, looking over at his Spanish friend.

Antonio looks at the blonde curiously before remember the annual dance the school would hold. For some reason, it was held to the same standard as other important school things, but he would never understand why.

"I actually forgot about it, but I guess I'll go since I know you two probably will be going," Antonio replies with a warm smile.

"Since this year is our last here, we should try to get ourselves some dates. Well, one date at least," Francis suggests. "Sometimes having each other is a bit awkward. Anyway, whoever gets a date first, gets the other two to do whatever he wants."

Antonio and Gilbert look at each other and smirk a bit. "Sounds like a deal," Gilbert says, Antonio nodding in agreement. Francis was glad that his Spanish friend was so oblivious.


Que linda - Cute

Mon ami - My friend


The next chapter is going to be more of an extra of sorts and all I'll give away is that its when they are kids.

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