Arthur made his way to his first period class, A.P science with his map in hand.
He had always been extremely good at reading maps due to his many years as a child sailing with them along with his older brothers. He spend so much time doing so, that he considers the seven seas his backyard.
So in no time at all he found himself in the beige pained classroom, plastered with pictures of cats of every size, species and shape.
He took his seat next to a Spanish looking boy and leaned back in his chair tilting it backwards.
A few minutes later in walked three boys… or was it two boys and a girl?... no it was three boys.
One was towering over everyone and had a scarf around his neck. and the other was the one with black hair Arthur had thought was a woman.
And the last was…
Arthur looked at the kid and his heart skipped a beat.
He had stunning blonde hair and summer blue eyes.
He looked like a poster American boy.
'That' Arthur thought licking his lips, 'will be my first conquest of the year'.
The American in question was currently looking down at the floor, giving him an almost shy quality.
'And insecure to boot. This will be a piece of c…'
"Hey guys! Welcome back Alfred F. Jones. Also known as the Hero!" the teen laughed looking back up and giving a Hollywood style grin.
"My besties and I are back, and the epicness of science may now commence!"
'….ok maybe not a piece of cake. But if he's like that now just think about how loud he will be in bed…'
Arthur was once again cut off in mid thought by the boys on either side of the youngest teen in the room glaring at the obviously younger one and yelling.
"Shut up aru" and "quiet Alfredka".
The three went to sit down at three seats in the very front, which Arthur found odd no one else had even picked a chair within a row of, and the one in the center (the hot one in Arthur's head) kept on babbling about one topic to another, and the ones on either side of him were giving annoyed looks, but it seemed like they still cared.
'Odd?' Arthur thought. 'I really hope they're not some overprotective relatives or something'.
So about five minutes later in walker the teacher and sat down.
"Hello class" he yawned, sitting back in a similar position to Arthur's.
"I am Mr. Hericules, teacher of AP Science."
The brown haired sleepy man took a gaze across the classroom and his eyes landed on Arthur.
"And I see we have a new student with us. Please stand up and introduce yourself, and after you're done everyone start the activity on page eleven".
As soon as he was finished, the Grecian laid back and promptly fell asleep, nodding off into his dreamland of cats and breaking plates.
Arthur stood up with all the confidence in the world and said "Hello my name is Arthur Kirkland and if you can't tell from my accent I am from the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland."
"I am eighteen, love rock music, blondes, and am currently single" he finished with a wink to Alfred.
The boys on either side of him set a heavy glare and Alfred just kept smiling.
Arthur didn't notice all the kids in the class start choking and sputtering and looking at him with saucers for eyes.
When he was finished he sat back down with a triumphant look and opened up his text book to page eleven.
"Step one" he read. "Get into groups of three".
When he saw that Arthur smirked and looked up at the class.
The kids were starting to find partners so the British teen started to walk towards the Blue-eyed until he was jerked back by two hands.
"No!" they both yelled.
Well one yelled "non" and the other "Nein".
Arthur broke out of their grip with little struggle but found that the American had already partnered with the two boys besides him.
"What the bloody hell was that for!?" screeched Arthur, seeing that he missed his opportunity.
"To save you from execution and torture" stated the German boy simply.
"Gutan Tag, I am Ludwig Belshich. And I can assure you right now that what you are thinking is a bad, bad, idea".
"But why…" Arthur started until he noticed the Frenchman next to Ludwig.
"Frog?!" he yelled. "Oh for good name of god, what are you doing here?"
"Oui? I can't just help an old friend?" Francis smirked.
Francis had gone to his old school but transferred away the year before Arthur did.
He was brash, annoying, rude, perverted and made Arthur's life a living hell, but although he would never admit, he missed him when he left.
There was no one left to punch when he was gone.
Arthur narrowed his eyes into a glare and reached his hands out for Ludwig.
"Arthur, Arthur Kirkland. Pleasure to meet you. Now do you mind telling me why you and the Frog pulled me away from my conquest?" he said in completely strait voice, shaking the stoic mans hand.
Ludwig looked over and saw Yao and Ivan glaring at the British student and huddled over Alfred much like a mother bear.
"Nein. At least not here. I will explain at lunch. Sit at the table nearest to the prom banner on the wall". The German said stoically.
From the way he stood Arthur could tell he was a very 'in charge' kind of man.
He had blonde hair slicked back in a perfect manner, and everything about him screamed Militaristic.
"Well it seems that since everyone else is taken, we should form a group, non?" asked Francis in mock innocence.
"I hate you Frog. I really, really, hate you."
So the three set to work building there mechanical rocket
After about half an hour it was done and they read the next instructions which said to find another group to pair with to compare rockets.
Since they had spend a while talking before hand (and arguing during), they were the second to last ones to finish leaving them automatically paired with the last group, who had just put the finishing touch on their rocket.
"And done!" Alfred yelled stepping back and laughing childishly.
The other two rolled their eyes but smiled as well.
They looked around to see what group was left for them to partner with, but Yao and Ivan's smiles dropped when they came across Arthur, Francis and Ludwig.
Yao and Ivan don't really like Ludwig or Francis because Ludwig tried to take over their position as top power twice a long time ago. This actually took place long before Alfred was part of the 'Superpowers' but it turns out he had been instrumental in the German's take down.
That little power vie is also the beginning of his rise to power.
And they don't like Francis because he's Francis, and they don't trust him within a ten foot radius of Alfred who could probably be molested and have no idea what was going on.
But now they had a new problem on their hands.
Arthur Kirkland.
They have been successful at keeping suitors away from Alfred since he first came to this school, and had worked extra hard to once he joined the ranks of the club.
They knew that the American would be the easy choice to try to take advantage of because of his Nativity (he's never even been kissed), but they also knew that anyone who would come on to him was either going for looks or power.
Since Arthur had only arrived today and probably didn't know any better, it was probably looks, which lucky for them should right itself out after he gets a rundown during lunch.
The sixteen year old ran over to Arthur and grabbed his hand and shook it.
"Hi dude I'm Alfred. Alfred (leave the F. out of my name and I will kill you) Jones. I'm American and sixteen and love Hamburgers and science and video games and Anime and Hollywood. My hobbies are quick draw, archaeology, adventures and Blowing things up." He rambled all in one breath.
"Shut up" the other two groaned, smacking him on the back of the head.
"Ow!" he winced, rubbing the back of his head and giving his friends a kicked puppy look.
"I am Ivan Braginski" the tall menacing one said, ignoring Alfred's hurt look, mostly because he is just used to it by now.
"And I am Wang Yao, but call me Yao, aru" the older, black haired one commented, doing the same.
"Arthur Kirkland" the Brit introduced. "And I'm c…."
"Dude your eyebrows are awesome!" Alfred yelled.
Arthur turned ten shades of red on the inside, while staying calm on the outside and once again the other two smacked Alfred on the back of the head again.
"Ow!" Alfred yelled louder. his voice colored with indignity.
"I am sorry" the Russian apologized to Arthur. "He is missing the filter between his brain and his mouth, da."
"It's fine I assure you. He seems like a nice lad" he said with a sultry smile aimed at the youngest of the two groups.
Ivan's smile immediately got much larger and creepier, while the Chinese man dropped his all together.
Once again he felt and arm pull him back and Ludwig stepped forward and said "Why don't we test our rockets now, Ja?"
The other three agreed and Ludwig and the others began to set up the rockets.
"Mon cher, I know you hate to listen to anything I say, but trust me this one time. I you value your life, social standing and sanity, never, ever, do that again" Francis warned.
"Why? It's always worked before?" Arthur asked, confused why chasing after Alfred was a big deal.
If it was because of the older kids he's hanging around with, Arthur has had to face older brother, sister, father, mother, best friend, and quite a few times boyfriend or girlfriend, in a chase and it's never stopped him before.
"Just trust me, all will be explained at lunch" he answered.
"Just for now, stay as far away from the three as possible. They are just letting you off so easy right now because you haven't had the talk yet. In fact, let Ludwig and I do all the talking alright".
Huffing but agreeing the Briton and Frenchman marched over to Ludwig where the rockets were set up.
On the way Francis caught Yao's eye and the short man nodded in a way the clearly said 'he will back off or die'.
Francis quickly nodded back to assure him and the black haired man and Yao turned back to the rest of the group.
They had set up right outside the class room and were lucky there was no wind or rain since there were some storm clouds overhead.
"Ladies first, da" Ivan said sweetly pointing to Francis.
If it had been anyone but those three he would have instantly said that they just don't get fashion, but since it was, he simply walked up to his rocket and pushed the button.
It flew up to about roof height and dropped down next to a bench a little while away.
"Arthur, why don't you get that for us?" Francis said hoping to get him away from the glares of eminent death he was receiving.
"Good idea" Arthur agreed, feeling the threat too, and walked off to retrieve the rocket.
"Does he know aru?" asked Yao simply and curtly.
"At lunch he will" answered Ludwig.
"Good because if he touches on hair on his head I wil-"
"Know what?" asked Alfred.
Yao and Ivan actually jumped a little because they hadn't known he was there and quickly said "nothing".
They felt really bad about it, but they didn't let Alfred onto what they were doing at all.
Despite the fact that during projects and contest they could torture each other and get no information (although Alfred is such a talented lair they would, and have, believed the false information immediately anyway) they still were friends.
When came to things on a personal matter, family, financial, friends, relationships, all of those things they are very close about.
But since Ivan and Yao know how dead set Alfred is against help and his endless need for independence, they had decided that it would be best for all of them if they just kept potential chasers away without telling him.
Alfred immediately felt the Alarm go off in his head that says when he spotted a lie, but he ignored it assuming that it was about a project or something, which they often lie to each other about.
Great benefits to purposely turning off sections of your brain, you can convince yourself of, and ignore, almost anything.
As said before, this is the most honest relationship built on lies in history.
By the time Arthur had returned the American boy had already set up their old fashioned style rocket and was about to launch.
"I would cover your ears if I were you" Alfred announced.
The other followed his command and on the count of three he pressed the button, stepped back and put his own hands on his ears.
The small thing shot up wall above twice the height of ten story building across from the school and landed digging itself into the ground besides them.
They are all gifted in science and technology so for obvious reasons theirs went twice the height of any others.
Arthur just stood gaping and before he could get out a word the bell rung and the class was dismissed.
"Bye Artie" the cowlicked blonde yelled back, "Nice to meet ya'."
With that he took off down the hall to his second period elective.
And so did Arthur and the other 'Superpowers'.