A/N soooooooooooooo hi guys, long time no see haha (I'm sorry it's been like 3 years I know please don't kill me)… I've been getting reviews and messages asking me if I was ever going to update, so I finally got off my lazy ass and started writing again.

Also, I edited the previous chapters because of serious plot holes. I recommend you read from the first chapter. With that, I hope you enjoy the chapter. I'll see you in another 3 years (jk maybe)!1111

Ms. Nguyen – Vietnam (sorry if I made her out of character, feel free to correct me!)

61% - Equivalent to a C-

So I'm only 2 months into grade 11 and already seriously considering the prospect of dropping out of school and becoming one with nature.

I mentally groaned at the sight of my teacher, Ms. Nguyen handing me back a test with a 61% written at the top in green pen (who the fuck uses green to grade tests anyway?). Whispers erupted from all corners of the classroom, with everyone asking what marks the other had gotten. I stayed silent, preferring to feel sorry for myself alone…

"You guys are doing shit in this class," Ms. Nguyen said in a tired voice, silencing the whispers, "you know that?"

I resisted the urge to sigh in relief. Good to know there were others that were going to become Mother Nature's pupils with me.

She muttered some Vietnamese words under her breath before continuing, which I assumed weren't very nice words. "I understand that World history might not be needed later in life, but it doesn't mean you can just slack off," She said, leaning against an empty desk, "you better do well in this next group project, or I'll throw all of you out of my class and out the window! I'm picking your partners, just to make sure you do well."

Screaming internally – that's probably the best way to describe what I was doing in that moment. I sucked ass at group projects, because all my teachers felt the need to pair me up with someone I don't know. None of my (three) friends were in this class either, so I was basically fucked. Oh right and y'know, the fact that I'm the shyest motherfucker on the planet… but that's just a minor detail.

"Matthew and Ludwig, you guys will be doing your essay on a deceased nation, Prussia," She called out, looking at the both of us.

I hitched a breath midway. Ludwig? Ludwig Beilschmidt? Ludwig –Gilbert's younger brother- Beilschmidt?!

"Aw Ludwig," Feliciano pouted, "I wish we were partners!"

Ludwig let out a grimace (or was it a smile, I really don't know) and turned in my direction. Shaking a little, I let out a small smile his way, all while thinking of ways to impale myself.

"Do you all have your partners?" Ms. Nguyen asked, while the class nodded, "Good. I know you don't deserve it, but I can't stand to see your faces anymore. You guys can leave early."

Cheers erupted from the otherwise horrified (from their grades) students. I wasn't one of them, due to the mini panic-attack I was still having. Was it getting hot in here?

"Just to let you know, we won't be getting any class time for this project. I expect you to work outside of school and hand it in after two weeks."

The students went from cheering to groaning, but there were no big complaints. The majority of them filed out of class, eager to escape these prison walls. Meanwhile, I was some next level hot mess in the back corner of the room while Ludwig got up and headed toward my way.

I really hoped he didn't see the panic in my eyes.

"Alf-"Ludwig started, but then cleared his throat, embarrassed, "Matthew, when do you think would be an appropriate time to start this project?"

Okay Matthew, this is your moment! Think of a brilliant reply and get closer to Ludwig so you can get closer to Gilbert!

"Umm…" I said.

Well so much for that.

Ludwig scrunched his eyebrows in annoyance and cleared his throat. "I'm available on Mondays and Tuesdays after school. We will meet there from 4 to 6."

I blinked in surprise. "Y-Yes sir! I mean Ludwig!" I stopped myself just before I could salute to him.

"Alright then," he said with the hint of a smirk, clearly not displeased with the 'sir', "I'll be seeing you on Monday then."

"See you." I mumbled.

After he left the classroom, I visibly relaxed against my chair. I couldn't believe it, but there was actually someone more intimidating to talk to aside from Gilbert!

I sighed and got up to leave. My Mondays and Tuesdays just went from horrible to hell.

As I was walking to my locker, I could hear Gilbert's laugh –some weird ass "kesese" laugh– from the end of the hallway. I quickly made a detour and turned to the nearest hallway on the right. After that little incident-chilling-I don't know what to call it- thing with Gilbert a few days ago, I hadn't had it in me to talk to him. Gilbert was still the same old popular asshole Gilbert and I was still Just Matthew.

I practiced my hello's in case we ran into each other by the lockers for days, but I ended up hiding whenever he was within a "hi" saying distance. You see friends, there's this thing called "Matthew is a fucking pussy" syndrome, apparently affecting only me.

I waited until I couldn't hear his annoying-and-also-slightly-sexy-I-mean-what husky German voice and headed to my locker. I dumped out the books I didn't need to at the bottom of my locker because #YOLO (yes, I can say YOLO because it's technically Canadian), texted Alfred to ask if he wanted to walk home with me, and walked home by myself anyway even though he said yes.

And tell me why isn't Gilbert falling for me again? (That was a rhetorical question guys, because I know there were thousands of answers to that.)

As I entered my house, I trudged up the stairs and plopped on my bed. I put a pillow over my face, with half-a-mind to strangle myself with it. At least then I wouldn't have to bear another day with Ludwig, am I right?

But I would probably have to pay Alfred's car insurance in heaven (but probably hell), so I decided not to. Contended with that conclusion, I started to fall asleep…

That is, until I realized I had forgotten my math homework at school.

Maybe I should just strangle myself with that pillow after all.