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The bad touch trio stepped in their math class five minutes later. The teacher, whom already had started his lessons did not even pay attention to the three of them. They were so oftenly late that he found useless giving them detentions, which they wouldn't even bother attending. Like almost all the teachers, he just gave up with those guys. He couldn't make anything for them.

Gilbert sat at the back of the class at his special reserved seat from where he was surrounded only by girls and could text or sleep all classes because of the almost blind old grumpy teacher standing in front of the class. Antonio and Francis just used to sit a little farther.

"We're his best friends and we can't even sit beside him... He has such an ego problem" the Spaniard sadly told his friend in a sigh.

"I know Tonio, I know, but don't think it's because he doesn't like us anymore" the Frenchman answered to cheer him up. "It's just because he has... well... issues with girls. Don't worry okai? He'll stay your best friend and I will too." To that he added with a smirk. "We aren't the Bad Touch Trio for nothing!"

A little more motivated, Antonio replied, smiling:

" Thanks Francis. You're a real fr-.."

The brown haired student couldn't complete his sentence: the teacher was all red and already kicking Gilbert out of his class because he disturbed the students by talking all the time.

"Halala, is he in his periods or something?" the tall blond asked to his Spanish friend and himself. The teacher heard that comment and yelled to the two to head into the principal's office too with their retarded friend.

"Hey! But I didn't do anything for once!" The Spaniard exclaimed.

"Lies! Just get the hell out!" The teacher answered, yelling. He knew Antonio didn't do anything, but this was an excuse not to see him either. The less those three students were in his class, the better he'd feel.

"Hehe! Woah I think it's a new record guys!" The white hair Prussian laughed when they stepped out of the classroom.

"Oui.." The Frenchman said. "But you forgot one little something... We'll copy how important it is to be attentive, perfect and blablabla until lunchtime..."

"Meh, you really think that some people really do that? The secretary never watches for us. We'll just have to ask for the bathroom and just get the fuck out until lunch."

"Yeah... Even though we need this class..." Francis answered, discouraged.

"Well I'm agreeing with Gilbert. I'm already failing math anyway." said Antonio who felt left out of the conversation. "Let's go see my uncle, he lives at about five minutes from here. I've got some business to ask him."

Both the French and the Prussian were immediately confused, but didn't ask anything. For their head's sake, "Never try to understand each other" was their golden rule. Living that way, they lived peacefully without getting brain fucked all the time.

"Okai, whatever" Francis just responded.

Like they've planified it, the three of them were out of school in no time. Outside, Gilbert's attention was pulled by girly laughs. What a coïncidence, it was Elizabeta, Michelle and Emma walking on the exterior of the school. Wearing a big smile on his face, Gilbert shouted to them:

"Hey ladies!"

Only Michelle and Emma turned around to look at the one who just talked to them, intrigued. Elizabeta knew this voice too much. Dealing with him since kindergarden, she knew every aspect of the albino, whom was very annoying to her every time he would open his mouth to talk. She hated all of his habits, his overly high pride and, most of all, the fact that he'd have sex with any girl he'd found "of his type" like he said.

"Oh hey Gilbert" The two other girls gently said, smiling.

The Prussian, whom apparently was offended that his childhood friend didn't bother turning about even to say hello, let out:

"Hey Lizzy! Happy to see you too."

The Hungarian finally deigned to face him

"Oh hello. Sorry I didn't heard you."

Man this girl was something. Maybe the only one Gilbert would never understand in his whole awesome Prussian life. She'd always look like she was in her period, always pissed and almost never smiling. She, being one of the only girls he knew who could resist his charm, the albino would always find it a bit exciting. Without knowing why, he liked girls who would resist him, cause it was an awesome challenge. Elizabeta, on the other hand, was his hardest case, what made it even more exciting for him. She knew it and would always mess with him after a few drinks when they went to the bar or at home, which could be part of why Gilbert wanted her so much, but still never had a chance yet. But just wait, just wait.

"Alors les filles, pourquoi n'étiez-vous pas aux cours ce matin?" Francis asked, getting his white hair friend out of his thoughts. Annoyed, he came back to them instantly.

"Well" Michelle immediately replied, being the only of the three girls whom was fluently talking french "We do not need to attend to the review on the subject because we all understand everything pretty well."

Antonio, about to reply, got cut by Gilbert, whom shouted: "Hey girls! I'm organizing a party at my place this Friday. Wanna Come?"

Francis and Antonio looked at him, eyes wide open.

"Really?" Antonio asked "Why didn't you talk about it sooner? Like this morning, when we were talking about it and-"

"Maybe cause I just decided it right noe, idiot" The white hair teenager answered after taking the time to sigh.

"Ohh!" retorted this one. "Well that's awesome! I'll come for sure! And what a great coincidence, I'm not working and-"

"I know Toni, I know. Was I asking you..?"

"Well..."

"That's it" he then turned to look at the three girls looking at them. "Well misses?"

"Sure!" replied Emma and Michelle, smiling at the boys "Right Liza?"

All the eyes got on the Hungarian, but hers stop on the albino's. Looking at the ruby color for a couple of seconds, she just calmly said:

"Yeah, whatever."

His eyes lightned up, Gilbert smiled than walked away.

"Awesome, See you Friday! Guys, you commin'?"

"Uhh sorry we gotta go..." Sadly said Antonio to the girls.

They then catched up the Prussian, whom was already walking.

"Geez Gil, why leaving les dames so soon?" complained Francis while walking.

"Rule number one, Frank, the faster you leave, the more they want you. If you stay too long, you'll look desperate."

"Hum Gil?" The Spaniard internerned,

"I don't think it works like that.

"Toni, are you doubting about mein great knowledge of the girl science?"

"Well yeah. I mean, I think they have to feel like you do like her and that you want her. That's not what you're doing with Elizabeta."

"Well I think it's stupid. I wouldn't like to be your girlfriend when you'll get one. And why are you even talking about her? I don't like her at all. She keeps hitting me with this frying pan every time I say something she finds innapropriate. She's crazy."Gilbert said in an wierdly uncomfortable way. "Now where does your uncle lives?"

"Hum, this way."