Chapter Three
Caliegh's POV
Oh, so she thinks she can just go off and leave me?! Okay, sis. I see how it is. I sat there, silent and awkward, when the Frenchie had spoken. "So you don't speak French, but your sister does?" I glanced at him over my glasses.
"I speak Spanish." I muttered. "No entiendo francés." Antonio perked up slightly, grinning at me.
"Usted habla español!" He exclaimed. Gilbert, the albino sitting next to me (he had moved when Gabby left), scowled slightly, obviously upset that neither Gabby nor I could speak German.
"Si," I responded, casually crossing my legs. Antonio grinned wider, propping his head in his hands. Gilbert's scowl slowly disappeared, and again the smirk was back.
And that's when he made his move.
I froze as his arm slid around my waist, playing with the hem of my short, plaid skirt. I wanted to smack his hand away, but at the same time, I didn't. Francis raised his eyebrows, a smirk playing on his lips. He laughed (with a creepy "onhonhon" sound to it) and said, "Gilly, already?" Antonio cocked his head, the smile fading into a look of confusion.
"Que…?" He muttered. Gilbert tightened his hold on me when I attempted to move away, then grinned down at me. Damn it, his eyes were gorgeous…I shook my head, clenching my teeth tightly as his hand moved the hem of my skirt slowly up my thigh. And without thinking, the next thing he knew, he was on the floor of the cafeteria rubbing his arm.
"What the hell, I thought we were friends!" He complained, standing up. I glared at him.
"I just met you, and you're already trying to touch me." I said forcefully. Francis chuckled again.
"That's his job, Caliegh." I looked at him with disgust.
"You're kidding, right?" I hoped he was. And if he wasn't, then I knew for sure that I would not be sitting with these guys again. I wouldn't talk to them. Socialize with them. Nope. No way. I wouldn't.
…Okay, maybe I could be friends with Antonio and Francis, but Gilbert was bad news in my book.
He tried to sit next to me again, but I smirked slightly and propped my feet up on the bench so he couldn't sit. Gilbert glanced at his little friends, then at me, and shoved me in turn so I had nearly fallen off the bench. He sat down, refusing to move. When was Gabby going to get back? I searched the café for her, and I sighed with relief as I saw her make her way over to the table, smiling and laughing along with her new friend. Alfred, I think his name was? She was always so much more outgoing than I was. She seemed to be able to make new friends within just a matter of seconds. Which in that case, she did. They seemed to be talking as if they'd known each other for the longest time.
"I'm back~!" She said in a sing-song voice, sitting on the side of me that wasn't occupied by Gilbert. She froze when she was about to pop a fry in her mouth, raising an eyebrow when she saw me.
"…what." I said, then realized why she was looking at me funny. Gilbert, once again, had his arm wrapped around me and was twirling my hair between his middle and pointer fingers. I was pretty positive you could see the dark aura just surrounding me, because Antonio lowered his head slightly. "Gilbert…stop touching me." And surprisingly, he did. Gabby just kind of sat there.
"What the…" She muttered, slowly munching on a French fry. I shook my head, getting to my feet.
"I'm going to get food. I need to eat." I said, scurrying over to an area with food that looked somewhat pleasant. What sounded good at the moment? Chinese, maybe? No…I needed something sweet. Then I thought, Oh! Syrup! That's sweet. So I kind of shuffled around until I found an area where they served all varieties of breakfast foods. Several people were already in line, but it was rather short, so I walked a little faster to get there before anyone else could.
Now this is the part you'll read and think, "Oh come ON. How cliché." And yes, it really was.
Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw someone heading in opposite direction I was. The next thing I knew, he had bumped into my shoulder rather forcefully. I looked up from staring at my feet, about to apologize, but then I saw…him. His face was flushed, and he started muttering "sorry" a million times. He furrowed his eyebrows together and looked down at me, and I couldn't help but stare. My goodness, what was up with the guys at this school having gorgeous eyes? This boy's face was young, and he stared back at me with violet eyes through a pair of glasses. His hair nearly reached his chin; it was wavy, and curled slightly in random places. A single messy strand of curly hair stuck out, and at that moment, I had wanted to just reach out and touch it. Don't judge me.
"H-hi," I said, afraid that I was probably going to explode on the spot. His blush increased tenfold, and he shifted his weight slightly.
"Hello…look, I'm sorry that I bumped into you…! I didn't mean it, it was an accident, I swear it! I was ju-" I shook my head, and he trailed off.
"Don't be sorry. That was my fault…" I said, my heart pounding a mile a minute. What was wrong with me?! Usually I could talk to guys without all the crazy side effects! The boy brushed his hair behind his ear, then pushed his glasses up his nose.
"I-I'm Matthew…Matthew Williams." He said, standing a little straighter and looking at me in the eyes. Need I remind you that his eyes were like staring into heaven? I smiled slightly, tilting my head.
"Caliegh Higgins." I said. "You can call me Kay, if you prefer." Matthew smiled back, nodding slightly.
"So…are you new?" He said, walking over to the line and picking up a tray. I followed his actions, not really intending to seem too stalkerish. I nodded.
"Yeah. My sister and I just moved in." I chuckled under my breath. "We didn't even know each other for five years of our lives, and suddenly here we are! At the same school, at the same time." Matthew's eyes widened slightly.
"That's kind of what happened to me and Alfred." I paused in the middle of reaching for a small bottle of syrup to pour on the two pieces of French toast I had gotten.
"He's your brother?"
"Twin, yes." I blinked, shaking my head and proceeding to grab the bottle. However, Matthew had reached for the bottle at the same time I had. Our hands brushed against each other, and he instantly pulled back, blushing. "You go ahead." I looked up at him, feeling my face heat up.
"Thanks," I murmured, pretty much drowning the toast in pools of the maple-flavored Love in a Bottle. Matthew cocked his head slightly, smiling with amusement.
"You want some toast with that syrup?" I grinned, shaking my head.
"Nah, I'm good." We both laughed, picking up our trays and just kind of standing there awkwardly. "So…I'll see you around, Matthew." I said, subconsciously kicking at the floor with my left foot. Matthew's shoulders slumped slightly; I hadn't even realized they were raised at all.
"Oh…okay." He started to shuffle away, but I rushed around him and stood in front of him to stop him.
"No, wait…! Um…would you like to sit with us?" I said. My heart was going a mile a minute again, and I could just tell my face was probably as red as a tomato. Brilliant. He probably thinks I have naturally red cheeks or something…
"…That'd be nice, yes." Matthew said, just barely above a whisper. He looked at me again with those violet-blue eyes, and inside I knew I was about to explode from fangasming or something. I led him over to my table, and I glanced back at him once to make sure he was following. In fact, when we got closer to the table and I sat down (on the opposite side of the table as Gilbert and instead next to Francis), his smile brightened. He slowly sat next to me, then waved at Gilbert who, shockingly, grinned and waved back. Francis's eyes widened, and he immediately leaned over the table around me to look at Matthew.
"Mathieu! Bonjour!" He exclaimed.
"Bonjour, Francis." He said softly, smiling.
"Wait, you know each other?" Gabby and I said simultaneously. Matthew, Francis, and Gilbert all nodded.
Ah, wonderful! We all knew each other now!
~Author's Note~
Allow me to point something out. In the role play this is based off of, we only had 2 different dates. To make this story last longer, though, we're throwing in MORE BFs for us. So, really, we're gonna combine multiple RPs. :3 It also makes it a little more accurate. I mean, how many people have one boyfriend for two years, then break up with them and get married to some other guy? XD NOT MANY.
So there you have it. Not much more else to say... AU REVOIR. *waves*
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