The first week of school went by quickly enough, friday came and everyone was making plans for the weekend. Alfred was spending the night at Lovino's, Feliciano was going to the movies with Ludwig, Matthew and Gilbert were still trying to figure out what they were going to do. Then durning the last class of the day Gilbert came up with an idea so amazing he couldn't wait to share it. He nearly tackled Matthew to the ground after class got out. "Engery drinks, we need lots of engery drinks." He said and Matthew stared at him. Gilbert grabbed his bag, he was super exsited about this. "Come on Birdie we have to get to the store!"
"Do you have money for this?" Matthew asked following behind him, he grabbed his bag and slid it over one shoulder. Gilbert pulled out his wallet from his back pocket and wiggled it around. He then had to double check when Matthew wasn't looking to see if he actually had cash on him, he had about fourty dollars worth of ones and fives. "How are we going to get to the store?" Matthew asked and Gilbert reached back into his pocket and pulled out car keys.
"I have a car. My granddad made me work my ass off last summer for it, its a piece of crap but hell as long as it gets me where I need to go I don't care. But I walked to school today." Gilbert said and placed his keys back into his pocket. He and Matthew walked along the side of the road, several students drove past them, one of them being Ivan who honked his horn and waved at Matthew, he then looked at Gilbert and glared him down. Gilbert stopped walking and tensed up. He waited until the car was completly gone before he started to walk again. Matthew walked had kept walking but when he noticed Gilbert wasn't beside him, he stopped.
Gilbert ran back up to him. "Are you alright?" Matthew asked as they began walking again. Gilbert just stared past him and kept walking, his pace was quicker now. Matthew grabbed his hand and pulled him back. "Really what is your problem? What's your deal with Ivan, he doesn't seem to like you that much either." Matthew snapped, raising his voice.
"Remeber when I had that nosebleed, and when my face was all burised up, that was Ivan. We've never gotten along, we get into some heated fights after school, now you know." Gilbert said and shoved his hands into his pockets and walked in front of Matthew. Matthew bit his lip and followed. "Sometimes I win sometimes almost win."
"I'm surprised actually." Matthew said and joined at his side. He smiled softly and looked at him from the corner of his eyes. Gilbert looked over at him. "With arms like that I'm surprised that you didn't always win." He teased, Gilbert smiled and laughed.
They made it to Gilbert's house. It was one floor and a light gray blue color. Gilbert pulled out his keys again, spinging them around his finger. They got into the car, Gilbert drove a little to fast and was heavy with the brakes. Matthew kept his hand on the seat belt around his waist. They made it to the store alive, although Gilbert failed to park the car properly it was completly crocked. "Is there anything else you wanna grab while we're here." Gilbert said, holding up and extra five dollar bill he found in his seat. Matthew shurgged his shoukders.
"Maybe we could get some candy or junk food." Matthew said getting out of the car only to point out just how crocked Gilbert was, he was even in the yellow lines. Gilbert climbed into a cart, then stared at Matthew. "I'm not going to push you around in that." Matthew said but Gilbert stayed in the cart.
"Come one it'll be fun." He laughed and Matthew sighed and started pushing the cart. Gilbert smirked at him in victory. "Next time you can be in the cart!" Gilbert told him smiling, he really was happy that he was being push. Matthew placed one foot on the bottom rack on the cart and began pushing of the ground with the other getting it to speed up, once he got it as fast as he could he hopped on and rode it till it slowed down. He repeated this until he got to the door. He slowly walked around with Gilbert in the cart. When ever they were alone he would run with the cart a bit until someone would look at them.
Gilbert was having a blast, laughing his head off. Matthew stopped the cart and grabbed some energy drinks and placed them on the bottom, Gilbert took up to much space up top for him to try to put both drinks, chips, and candy there. He got some candy, a bag of potao chips and nacho cheese flavored chips. After that they took turns running though the store with the cart before checking out. Afterwords Gilbert still had some cash left over, so he put some gas in his car.
They returned to Gilbert house, where they tossed a bunch of pillows onto the living room floor and a couple big fluffy blankets, the lights went off and gilbert placed a movie in. They popped open their first drink of the night and opened one of the bags of chips. Matthew wasn't fond of the taste of the engery drink, it was like warm beer that some tried cooling again and mixed with soda so it would be fizzy.
About two and a half drinks later they were both laying flat on their backs, with the empty cans at their sides stareing the the ceiling while the credits played. "I can feel my blood moving...in my veins. Is that normal." Matthew asked, he felt like he should be worried but he wasn't it. It was like he was vibrating and he felt really warm.
"Yeah its normal. I feel like we should do something...something wild." Gilbert said he reached over and grabbed one of the pillows. He looked over at Matthew and smirked, he rolled over and smacked the pillow right into his face. Matthew was caught off gaurd, he gave a startled yelp. He then armed himself with a pillow of his own and swung it at Gilbert. It smacked into his side and he tumbled over but he went down swinging that pillow like a baseball bat. Matthew repeatly hit him with the pillow once Gilbert was on his back, Gilbert blocked a couple laughing.
Gilbert got to his knees, using his pillow as a shild while he grabbed a blanket. He took the blanket and threw it over Matthew's head to try and blind him temoraoly. "That's cheating!" Matthew yelled swinging blindly, while he tried to pull the blanket off. Gilbert crawled aross the floor, grabbing another pillow, he threw it at Matthew smacking him in the face with it. The pillow fight lasted for over an hour before they got hungry. Laying back on thir backs, still smacking and kicking at each other they debated on ordering pizza.
"Why not pancakes, I'm having a seriose craving for em'." Gilbert said sitting up. Matthew sat up as well, nodding.
"I love pancakes! Do you have any?" Matthew asked, Gilbert shugged his shoulders. They both stood up to go check but the front door flew open causing them both to stop. Gilbert's brother, Ludwig came rushing in but he was anything but alone. Feliciano had his legs wrapped around his waist, his arms around his neck, and their mouths locked together. The couple didn't even notice the two standing there. They went past them and they heard a bedroom door slam close. "Oh umm...umm."
"Maybe we could get out of here...before things really get heated." Gilbert laughed and grabbed his keys. Matthew quickly followed him out the door and got in the car with him. "Yeah, those two are a couple, I didn't know if you knew or not. You didn't go to middle school with us so you kinda missed out on their little awkward courture." Gilbert said.
"So Ludwig is gay then." Matthew said,buckling in. Gilbert started the car and looked behing his shoulder as he pulled out.
"Yep!" Gilbert said and Matthew gave him drections to his house. He parked on the side of the road in front of the house. He pulled out the key and shoved it into his pocket. "Hey you know how homecoming is next week. I was thinking about asking Liz to go with me." He said.
Matthew looked over at him, Gilbert's cheeks were pink. "Like as friend or like boyfriend, girlfriend?" He asked and Gilbert scrached at the back of his head, his blushing had become even darker then before.
"I was hoping to take her there as a boyfriend, maybe. I mean we've been best friends since we little kids. She used to think she was a boy you know." Gilbert said getting all the more frustrated. Matthew laughed awkwardly, he didn't want to be in this situation and opened the door to get out but Gilbert grabbed him. "Wait, the reason I'm telling you is because I wanted to ask you something."
"Okay go ahead then." Matthew said, keeping his hand on the door handle. He didn't know why but he was starting to get a strange feeling in his chest and stomach, like an uncomterble weight. He could feel every thump of his heart, he couldn't understand this feeling that was going on, it hurt.
"How do you think I should ask. There's always the chance she'll turn me down so umm." Gilbert said, Matthew had never seen anyone get so embaressed over just the thought of asking someone out. He wondered if Gilbert would even be able to put it into actual vocal words. It would be interesting to see how it would work out. Matthew shrugged his shoulders it wasn't like he had alot of exsperince to base adivce off of. They got out of the car and went inside.
Mrs. Williams was just starting dinner and refused to let them use the kichen to make pancakes. "Your friend is welcome to join us for dinner. Alfred is staying the night at Lovino's so if he would like to stay the night he can I don't mind." She said while getting some pots and pans out. She smiled at them real quick before kicking them out of the kichen. Mr. Williams was still at work and wouldn't be home until around six. Before the two could go upstairs she poked her head around the corner and pointed a wooden spoon at them. "I'm Mrs. Williams by the way. You can call me Libby, and who might you be?"
"I'm Gilbert Beilschmidt." He said and shook her hand.
"Beilschmidt...isn't that the name of the man that owns that car garage. Quite guy but he seems nice, he helped me out when I got a flat tire during the middle of the night." She asked and Gilbert nodded.
"That's my grandfather. Its a family business." Gilbert told her. She nodded and returned into the kitchen. The two of them went upstairs and into Matthew's room. Gilbert looked around before sitting at the foot of the bed. "You have a nice room, you could sneak out easily if you wanted to." He smirked.
"How its upstairs?" Matthew asked and Gilbert stood up and motioned with his hand for him to come over. He walked to the window and opened, he removed the screen and set it on the floor. Matthew stared at him, Gilbert pointed to the lip of roof that hung just a little below the window. Gilbert then propped himself half way out the window. Matthew grabbed his arms quickly with a loud frightened gasp. Gilbert laughed at him.
"Its fine, watch, you might have to do this someday." He teased. Matthew let him go and watched. Gilbert feet touched onto the lip of roof. He crouched down and slowly walked along it, it was to high for him to just jump down, he made it to where the garage was, it was lower and he could easily jump to the ground from there. The only problem was the garage wasn't connect to the house and it was a bit of a jump. Gilbert did this funny little wiggle as he prepared himself to jump. Wiggle, wiggle, jump. Gilbert grabbed the lip, his feet dangled and he let go falling to the ground.
Once on the ground he looked over at Matthew and gave him a thumbs up. "Impressive, now let's pretend that I had just done all that, how would I get back in my room without using the back or front door." He asked and Gilbert looked around, trying to figure that out. He saw, Mrs. Williams garden she had one of those things that flowers grew up, leaning against the garage. Normally the store bought ones were made out of a really cheep thin wood, but this one looked like she made it from hand. The wood was super thick and looked to be maple or possible pine.
Nervously Gilbert place his foot into one of the holes, he checked to see if it would support his weight. When it didn't give he began to climb the rest of the way up. He got onto the roof and jumped back over to the main house, he clung to the lip and he pulled himself on top. After that it was smooth sailing, he walked back to Matthew's window and crawled back inside. He showed him how to put the screen back on and then how to take it off. "There now when you need to sneak out to a party or go see a girl or something, now you know how."
"Yeah I see, but how the hell was that easy. Your house only has one floor, I bet its super easy sneaking out there." Matthew said taking a seat on his bed. Gilbert shook his head.
"No way, West and I share a room. Its hard sneaking out and not waking him. I have to wait for days when he isn't around." He told him and sat down on the floor next to the bed. "I would love to have a room to myself." Gilbert sighed.
"If you stay the night then you could and we could sneak out and do something." Matthew suggested, he was bored and he was eager to try and sneak out. Gilbert smiled and laid across the floor.
"Yeah sounds like fun Birdie but maybe another time. I have to be home tonight." Gilbert said and they made plans to hang out the following weekend. They hung out for a while before dinner was ready, by the time it was ready to eat. Matthew introduced Gilbert to his father and sat next to him at the table. Dinner was small personal chicken pot pies with a side of mashed potato. After dinner was done, Matthew helped to clear table. "Well I'm going to head home." Gilbert said, pushing in his seat.
"See you later then." Matthew said and he walked him to the door. He waved at him and Gilbert waved and drove off. Mrs. Williams was washing the dishes and she looked over at Matthew with a smile. His father went into his den to finish up some paper work, hoping that this time alone would allow them to bond further.
"Your friend seems nice." She said, her voice had that happy tone that parents get right before they say something that will embarrass the living hell out of you. Matthew felt his face heat up instantly upon hearing that tone, his heart was beating quickly. "Pretty handsome as well." She smirked and looked over at her step-son. Matthew stared at her, lost for words. His panic stricken face was a sight to see, she couldn't help but to giggle.
Matthew held his hands up and shook his head. "Its n-not like that. We're just friends, nothing more." He tried to tell her but she couldn't stop smiling at him.
"Oh honey I know that but you like him don't you. Its alright you can talk to me." She sat down at the table. Matthew didn't want to talk about it but he found himself sitting across from her. She patted the top of his hand. "So are you gay or bi or whatever else there is, I can't really remember the names of them all."
"I'm not really sure...its not like I have a crush on him, I just want to get to know him better and spend time with him...in a unromantic sort of way. I mean if those kind of feelings did form between us then I would be totally alright with it." He stared down this was completely embarrassing. She nodded her head as she listened to him. She honestly was interested in what her step-son was feeling and thinking. Parents needed to listen to their children, sometimes without saying anything, mostly because they sometimes say the wrong thing and make their child feel like they can't speak to them again. May it be with stress, emotional issues, peer pressure, or sex, a children no matter their age should feel like they can talk to their parents about these things. Mrs. Williams wanted her children to trust her so she tried to keep an open mind about things. Matthew may not be her birth son and she may not be his birth mother but she wanted him to see her as a figure he could go to.
It was silent between them for a moment, Matthew relaxed a bit and opened up a bit to her. "He told me he's asking this girl to the dance and I don't know I felt funny about it."
"You're probably just a little bit jealous. I mean homecoming is usually a dance that friends go to in groups, maybe you felt a bit left out since he wanted to go with someone else. Maybe you should ask someone."
"I don't really know that many people yet. I know Gil, Feliciano, Ivan, and Liz." Matthew explained.
"Then ask one of them." She said smiling. Matthew nodded and told her he would think about it later. He left the table and went to his room. He couldn't ask Gilbert cause Gilbert was asking Elizaveta, Feliciano would probably be going with Ludwig, and that left Ivan but Gilbert and Ivan didn't get along. Yet the more he thought about it the more his mind kept going back to Ivan. Sighing he figured that it couldn't hurt to ask Ivan, he could just ask him as a friend.
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Next chapter will be right before Homecoming and the actual dance its self. So please review and tell me what you think.
I might be getting a new job pretty soon so the updates might be a little slow. This one was late because I kept falling asleep while writing this.