I hate getting up in the mornings. I wish I could sleep in but my stupid internal alarm clock says 6:30 exactly. After getting up and checking I'm not some type of zombie, I go and wake up my little brother. Everybody always thinks I'm the lazy one who always sleeps in but I'm always the first one up in out little family. Walking to my brothers room can always be a pain in the ass because sometimes I leave my things in the hallway.

Finally escaping the horror that is the messy hallway, I walk into my brothers room and look at him for a second. Since I came out to my dad about my powers, I've noticed Mattie just be there. He doesn't really do much besides do his school stuff and home stuff. He doesn't hang out with friends, if he has any, and he doesn't go out at night. Sometimes I worry for him.

When I reach his bed, I grab his shoulder and shake him a little. I hear a slight 'raaaawwwwwrrrr'. "Mattie bro, get your ass up, time to go to school." I say to his still lying form. "Allll! fine, i'll get up." he answers. I see him lift his head, his eyes still shut, and drag a sleepy hand to his face. I just laugh at his bed head and he throws a pillow to my face. He finally manages to drag himself out of the bed and he reaches his hand out, asking for guidance. I grab his arm and lead it to the rest room where he closes the door on my face. I stay there long enough to hear the water start to run and then a gasp as he mutters about the water being to cold for the morning. This is the typical morning routine thing for our little family. I just chuckle as I walk away to get ready my self.

"Why does Al have to wake me up so early." I say to my still tired face in the mirror. I grab a towel from the outside closet and walk back into the bathroom. I take a quick shower, surprised at first from he cold water, "Why does water have to be so cold in the morning." Having started a little fire right over the nozzel to warm the water to a nice temperature. I always do this to the water, seeing as I try to keep the water bill low. Dad has enough trouble paying the house. He had lost his job a month earlier and he has been trying to find one. I walk out from my shower and get ready, tugging on a pair of jeans, a red MCR t-shirt, and a pair of black converse. Last but not least, my beloved red hoodie which smells a bit like maple syrup and a bit like fire, wonder from where? I walk down stairs and find Alfred at the table chomping on his cereal, a cup of coffee next to him. I walk over the stove and turn it on, heating it up, getting the pancake batter ready. I cook them and serve them on a plate with my well-loved maple syrup. "Can I have some?" asks Alfred. I simply nod before giving him two. He immediatly attacks them and wolf them down. "Al, i don't think you're supposed to drink them." I say as I see them disappear. He just gives me a look as if to say, 'come on!' I finish up my pancakes and set them in the sink. I grab my backpack and walk out the door, Alfred running out behind me. He runs to the bus stop but I decide to walk to school.

I decided to go through the woods. When I get there, I immedietly see a small bundle of fur poking out from out of the bushes. "Kuma! I have some fish!" I say in the bundles general direction. Almost at once, I see a snout poke out and sniff the air. When it catches my scent, it runs over, "food." I kneel down and give the polar bear a fish i grab from my backpack that i had stuffin there earlier. Kuma, or Kumajiro when I could remember, was a polar that I had found about a year ago. When I first met him, I was surprised to see that a polar bear lived so close to a city. When I found out it could talk, I passed out. When I awoke, I saw it's head stuffed in my lunchbox, shnuffling through the lunch I still hadn't eaten. When it came out, it looked at me, confused for a second, before asking, "Who?" After a while of feeding it, I finally came to terms with knowing that a talking polar bear lived near my city. Whenever I ask how he's able to talk, he responds with "magic snake did it last year. Food." I guess the 'magic snake' did something to his growth, because he can grow and shrink whenever he wants. When Kuma is good and full for the time being, I decide that it's time to leave for school. I say my good-bye and head to the school.

This year is my sophmore year of high school. I don't have very many friends, only those who seem to notice me I arrive, I notice my friend Kat standing by the gate. Katyusha, a girl from the Ukraine was the first to be my friend. Last year, which was my first year here, I had been walking around, lost by how big this building was, had walked into the art room. When I saw that no one was ther, I turned around to leave, but was met with the.. um... land(?) that belonged to Katyusha. She immedietly started crying and apologizing for having run into me. I managed to calm her down, and asked why she had run into the art room in the first place. "I promised to help the teacher clean up, but I forgot about at the last minute and now I bet she's mad at me for not getting here when she really needed me and I'm going to be expelled and oh!" she cried out. I tried my best to comfort her, which gradually worked until she completely stopped crying again. "You're very nice. Many people always run away when I start to cry. My name is Katyusha, but you may call me Kat and I'm a sophmore at this school. What is your name?" she asks. "Matthew. I'm a freshman." I reply with a smile. We immedietly start a good friendship. I'm just happy that she doesn't forget me or confuse me for my brother.

We both walk into the school, finding our way into our classroom. There, she leaves me to go to her class, which is on the third floor. When she leaves, I enter and find my other friends, Lars and Lovi ("That's not my fucking name!"). "'Bout time you got here, you maple bastard." yells Lovi, ("Shut up with the name!"). Lars just looks up, accepting my presence. "Nice to see you LOVIno." I say, a smirk clearly on my face. "What the fuck have I told you about calling me that stupid name." He yells at me. "Lars, did I say anything about a stupid name?" I asked the my dutch classmate. "Nope." He responded. Lars was a student from the Netherlands. He moved here from over there about 3 years ago. Lovino came from Italy with his grandfather and little brother. He has a sort-of potty mouth but we know that he really cares. I met Lovino before meeting Lars. I had been running in gym class, ahead of everyone else. No one but him seemed to notice that I was ahead of everybody eles. When he finally reached, I turned to look at him and saw the fire in his eyes, clearly challenging me to a race. I gave him a small nod and we were off. He clearly won, him being about half a mile ahead of me. When he stopped to breathe, he looked at me and started to laugh, which cause me to do the same. We were only able to stop when the couch had spilled water on the both of us, yelling at Lovino saying that he shouldn't just start running for no apparent reason. Lovino then got angry and pointed to me, saying that he "wanted to see what the new kids got." When the couch finally realized that I was standing next to Lovi, he started to apologize for not having seen me. This caused him to forget about the running and we got off scott free. We both started to talk and eventually we became really good friends.

Lars, I had met a year after he arrived. I had been outside, throwing out the garbage from yesterday, when he came around the corner. I hadn't heard or seen him come up to our little fence, until I heard a gruff, "Do you know where I can find a flower shop?" At first I was surprised that he was asking me in the first place. But after a short while of just silence, I gave a small sigh and told him to "hold on a sec." I walked back inside, grabbed my wallet, cellphone, and told dad that i was going out. When I walked out, he gave me a weird look before saying, "I just asked for directions, didn't I?" I simply nodded before saying "Yeah, but it's easier to just show you." This seemed good enough for him and away we went to the local flower shop. When we walked in, I showed him around the shop since I liked to go there a lot. We talked for a bit, and we came to know each other a bit more. All three of us would occaisionally hang out, and Kat would sometimes go out with us, but lately, over the summer, the only one who would hang out with me would be Kat, and that would only be sometimes.

I had missed them a bit so I had been looking forward to school. After catching up a bit, we sat in our seats as the teacher was walking in. "Good day students. Since today is the first day of the school year, we will be having a test to see what you know." Everybody groaned when they heard this, me included. 45 minutes later, we left the classroom, Lars, Lovi and I walking to our seperate classes. My next one was art, so I decided to sit in the back. The tables were made for two, so when I sat down, someone else sat down next to me. When I turned to see who it was, I saw white hair, pale skin and ruby red eyes. "Hallo. Are you new here or something?" He asked. "N-no, I've l-lived here for 3 years. I-i think y-you've met my brother A-alfred." I say. "You're his brother? But you guys seem completely different." He states, his eyes widening just a little. "Yeah, I'm M-" I started to say, but was cut off as the teacher started to talk. "Okay, so today, I would like for you to do a little sketch of anything you like. Please nothing crude or inappropriate." She says. Seeing as I would have to use shading, I decided to pull my sleeves up, not wanting to get graphite on my hoodies sleeve. When I pull them up, I notice that I still had my guaze on my writst. "W-what did you d-do?" asked the albino looking at my wrist. "H-huh?" I said. "Y-your writsts. Tell me you don't..." I widened my eyes before saying, "N-never. I-i was making some food and I burned my wrist on the frying pan side." I say, telling the truth. I may be able to summon and control fire, but that doesn't mean I'm not clumsy. "Then show me. I know i'm being pushy, but I have my reasons." I stand up and ask the teacher if I could go to the restroom. She said yes after reminding her of who I was. When I entered, I waited for the albino to walk in. When he did, he stood by the door, as a means of blocking any escape. I walk over to the trash bin and take off the gauze. When that's done, I walk over to him to show him the burn mark. He sighs in relief, letting go of my arm, which he had picked up when I walked over. I return to the trashcan and take out a guaze wrap I had in my hoodie pocket. I wrap it and walk back over to the albino. "I'm sorry I didn't get to introduce my self earlier. I am the Awesome Gilbert Beilshmidt." He states, acting as if the earlier interaction never happened. "I'm M-matthew Williams." I respond. "I thought you said that Jones was your brother. What's with the different sur names?" he asks, a bit confused. "I took m-my mothers m-maiden name instead of my f-fathers sur name." I say matter of factly. "Okay," he says, accepting the small explaination. "M-may I a-ask what your r-reasons were for c-checking my w-writst?" I ask, curious about his reasons. "Oh, well, I had a friend who died of blood loss a few years back due to self-harming. He was a close friend, but I didn't even notice the problems he was going through." Gilbert replied, his voice growing fainter until it was just above a whisper.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to pry into something so personal." quickly responded Matthew, a tad bit frightened by the sad look upon Gilberts face. "Oh, it's okay. You didn't know and you were curious." "I still feel bad about asking." "Well don't, besides, it's about time we got back to class." "O-oh. y-yeah, you're right." And with that, they left the restroom and headed back to class.

I really hate walking through the halls after school. Everybody is in a mad rush to get home, so they completely ignore the nobodies, like me. So it's no surprise that when I'm walking down the the front shcool stairs, someone bumps into me and ends up with me falling over. I brace my self for the impact, all the while hearing someone say my name. I feel the impact before the actual pain. I'm just lucky I fell from pretty close to the bottom. When I sit up, I feel a presence next to me, but i don't really register it until I feel a cool hand pressed where I had landed, which had been my elbow. At first, the pain was excrusiating, but now it was a dull ache. I looked up to see who had helped me, and I saw red eyes looking back into my violet ones, a look of woork etched into the face. "Are you alright Matthew? I saw you get shoved, so I tried to call out your name," said Gilbert as he helped Matthew stand. "I'm alright now, but you shouldn't really worry about me. It happens all the time after school," I responded, nodding my head in thanks. "What do you mean?" "I just mean that I am what you call a school nobody. Nobody notices me, even when i'm right in front of there face, so I try not to really blame others." I say, starting to walk towards my house. Gilbert had started following me, so we continued to talk. "Why would you be a nobody?" "I don't know, I really don't stick out, so I guess I just have to deal with it." "Oh. well okay. I guess we part ways here," continued the Albino as he started to walk away. "W-wait. I..um... I just wanted to say thank you for helping me." "You don't have to say thank you, i mean, what are friends for?" he says before waving his hand in a good-bye. Did I just make a new friend? I think while walking away towards my house.

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