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I AM IN THE FREAKING ZONE TODAY! Ideas are flowing out and this is my third and final update of the day, FUN! Also I am very sorry..WE'RE LACKING SPAMANO IN THIS CHAPTER D: a lot of this chapter is PruCan and USUK stuff just because I need to get it established, DON'T KILL ME!

Matthew was confused...Very, Very, Confused. Gilbert and Francis had been perfectly fine with each other earlier in the school day but during art when Gil just snapped at the frenchmen and hit him with the paint brush. After that they had been clinging to Matthew for dear life, like it was some sort of contest. Matthew wasn't used to having all this attention, he was used to being ignored or mistaken for Alfred so this was just a bit overwhelming.
"Hey Birdie are you OK?" Gilbert asks as the bell rings
"Matthew your looking very pale.." Francis comments
"Are you sick or something?" Gilbert asks
"N-No I'm fine" Matthew replies "Why are you so mad at each other?"
"No reason!" the two shout in unison
"Your lying, Eh?" Matthew laughs nervously "I-It's OK it's none of my business"
"Don't worry Matthieu it's just Gilbert being idiotic, désolé de vous inquiéter" (sorry to worry you) Francis says smiling
Gilbert glared at him
"Please stop fighting" Matthew mutters
"It's OK Birdie we'll stop" Gilbert smiles
"Oui Matthieu we'll stop" Francis agrees
"Th-Thanks" Matthew says smiling a bit
"What class do you have next?" Gilbert asked as they walked into the hall
"Uh...Uh...Science..." Matthew says nervously
"Aww then I won't get to see mein awesome Birdie until Gym" Gilbert sighs "It's too long"
"And I won't see him for the rest of the day" Francis slumps
Gilbert smiles triumphantly.

Matthew walks into the Science classroom, he sits in the front row and hopes to be noticed but his mind is racing. He loves being with Gilbert, he was so glad that over the summer he had walked into the car shop Gilbert's grandfather owned. He was so glad his shoelaces had somehow gotten tied together and he had tripped. He was so glad Gilbert had grabbed his hand and laughed "Hey be careful kid".

He was so glad someone had noticed him.

Whenever Gilbert and the Canadian were in the same room Matthew felt his pulse quicken and his face heat up...Gilbert was one of the only other people that had ever talked to him nicely other than, of course, Lovino and Alfred.

Matthew had a hard time focusing after he realized something a bit odd.

I-I'm in love?

Lovino walked into his History Classroom, it looked like it'd be a pretty calm class. Nobody in the room seemed especially annoying. Then again after having an entire period of the "Bad Touch Trio" (or so they called themselves) nothing could seem all that annoying to the Italian.
"Look Ludwig my fratello maggiore is in this class to! Ve~" (fratello maggiore = Big Brother)
Lovino had spoken too soon.

"Hallo Lovino" Ludwig says in a bit of a bored tone
Feli laughs a bit and gets up to pull his brother over.
"Let go of me you idiot!" Lovino shouts
"Fratello pleeeeeeeeeeeeeease sit with us!" Feli begs "We've been so distant lately and I miss you a lot!" tears begin welling up in the smaller Italian's eyes
Though Lovino never wanted to admit it he did have a soft spot for that sad puppy dog face Feliciano did.
"Fine" Lovino muttered

Oh he hated his life.

Class went by at a sickeningly slow pace. The teacher Mr. Claypatch wasn't that annoying but Lovino hated seeing Feli and Ludwig holding hands under the table and occasionally looking at each other with that gooey lovey affection. Lovino sighed drawing random squiggles on his binder, did Feli even know how lucky he was? Did he know how hurt Lovino was? He'd had a crush on Ludwig since first grade, FIRST GRADE! He realized he was gay in first grade because of that stupid potato bastard and of course Feli had to go and start dating him in 7th grade. The thought of it brought tears to Lovino's eyes.
Stop being a stupid idiot it's not like he would have gone out with you anyways. You're not that great. Your lucky Alfred and Matthew haven't gotten bored of you. It's only a matter of time until Antonio stops talking to you-
"Fratello are you crying?" Feli's annoying high pitched voice interrupted Lovino's train of thoughts
"Of course not!" Lovino growled trying to hide his sadness with annoyance
Feli looked at Lovino doubtfully, even Ludwig seemed to doubt Lovino was OK now.

A boy with blond hair that reminded Lovino a bit like Francis's hair poked his arm.
"What?" Lovino asked
"My name is Feliks" he said with a sad smile "I know how you feel"
"Huh?" Lovino's walls went up faster than the word came out, fuck, this stupid Polish kid couldn't possibly know what he was thinking about
"I've had a crush on my best friend Toris since we were kids" the boy whispers laughing sadly "But he looked at some other boy with such affection it makes me want to barf" he pauses sadly "Totally unfair"
"What do you mean?" Lovino asks trying to keep his voice steady
"That German boy isn't good enough for you" Feliks shrugs before turning all his attention to the teacher despite Lovino trying desperately to get him to say how he knew

Alfred was having a fun day. But he hadn't had a single class with Lovino yet so that sort of dampened his mood. To say Alfred was worried about the wellbeing of his friend was an understatement. He knew Lovino got bullied a lot. He was a hero...he was supposed to stop stuff like that but instead he just sat acting like he didn't know it was happening.
"Pay attention twit she's going over something important" a blond british boy with enormous eyebrows says obviously annoyed at the American
"Oh sorry" Alfred mutters mind your own business
"And do this with the partner at your desk" the teacher (her name had slipped Alfred's mind) says
Alfred almost sighed with annoyance but he didn't want to make the British boy feel bad.

"My name is Arthur" the boy says finally after the two had worked on some stupid 'get to know the class' worksheet for about 10 minutes
"I'm Alfred, the hero" Alfred replied puffing out his chest in what he thought was a heroic pose
"Yes, yes, that's amazing" Arthur roles his eyes
"I am the hero though" Alfred pouts
"Sure you are" Arthur replies
"I am"
"So what are your super powers?"
"...Eating..."

Lovino was practically running down the halls, he had music next. Music meant he'd get to see Antonio.
"I'm not fucking excited to see him" Lovino reminded himself slowing his pace a bit
He was however excited to see the new band room. He liked lots of instruments, his grandfather had taught Lovino and his brother Mandolin and Violin but Lovino had also picked up Guitar. He was no musical prodigy but he still thought he was pretty good, he liked art and music a lot.

"And where are you going?"