Thank you all for following my story! Remember don't be afraid to review because I advice is appreciated. Sorry I know I haven't updated in more than a week but I couldn't find much inspiration for this. I hope this isn't a letdown and the next chapter will be better… I hope~ And again if my French is wrong PLEASE inform me of it. I'm using Google Translate… ((OH!~ and in the next chapter I plan on introducing more characters and couples!~ So you can look forward to that~))
Multiple Falls At Hetalia Academy: Chapter 2
Matthew sat at the desk in his room, clicking the pen in his hand as he stared at the empty computer screen in front of him. It's been three days since the 'incident' that happened in that hallway and he hasn't talked to Francis since. The others name kept repeating in his head, the French accent that the other spoke with, it's all he could think about. Whether it was in classes or when he saw the French teen walking in the halls, it's all that ran through the poor boys mind. Matthew's head popped up when he heard a knock on the door. The door opened before Matthew had a chance to get up. "Hey dude!" The person said. H-Hi Alfred." Matthew responded smiling. Alfred F. Jones was Matthew's brother. They looked extremely alike and the entire time Matthew was at the school he was mistaken for Al countless times. Alfred walked into the room and plopped down on the bed. "So how is everything?" The overly happy American teen asked. "Fine I guess… Everyone mistakes me for you though." Matthew said with a sigh."Sorry bout that dude… But you have to admit that we look alike! ~" Alfred responded smiling. Yeah Yeah…" Matthew said, smiling. Matthew looked at the desk. "Look I have to finish this report, Err… Well at least start it. He smiled sheepishly, hoping the other understands. Alfred smiled brightly "Sure dude! I'll leave ya alone." He got up off the bed and headed to the door. He turned around before exiting. "Come down to the cafeteria when you're done.~" Matthew nodded and the American left. It was about an hour until Matthew finished the report, much quicker than he expected that's for sure. He stretched out his arms and let out a sigh of relief. He got up and headed towards the cafeteria.
As Matthew walked down the hall, the hall where he had tripped the person his mind just couldn't forget, he was stopped by a familiar voice. "Bonjour Mathieu!~" Matthew turned and saw the person who he had been thinking about for the last three days. "B-Bonjour Francis." Matthew began to stutter. "I-I'm sorry about what happened the other day." Francis smiled. "Non, it's not your fault; I wasn't paying attention to where I was walking." Matthew looked down. His heart was beating loudly in his chest when he looked the other in the face. Francis' blue eyes, the light facial hair, the way the man's hair was loosely held back… The poor boy was at a loss of words. His face reddened as hr racked his brain for something to say. Francis raised an eyebrow as he looked at the flustered Canadian. "Are you alright Mathieu?" He asked, smiling at the others reactions. Matthew looked up and was going to respond, but he had caught the others gaze. They stared at each other in complete silence for at least an entire minute before Matthew realized what he was doing. His face became redder as he looked back at the floor."I-I'm fine…" he finally answered the question. Francis opened his mouth to respond, to what the Frenchman thought was an adorable Canadian, until Matthew's stomach growled loudly, causing Matthew to turn an unhealthy shade of red. "U-Um I'm going to the Cafeteria… I-I'll talk to you later." Matthew said and darted away. "Au revoir Mathieu!~" Francis called out to the fleeing Canadian. Matthew turned around, waved good-bye, and turned a corner.
"Dude you need to stay away from him." Alfred said as Matthew sat down. "W-What?!" Matthew asked with wide eyes, completely confused. "Francis! The dude is bad news. Him, Gilbert and Antonio are all part of the Bad Touch Trio." Alfred continued. Bad Touch Trio?" Matthew asked, turning to look at Arthur who was sitting to his left. Arthur simply nodded his head and took a sip of tea. Matthew looked back at Alfred as he began to speak more. "They'll date anyone and everyone." Alfred said, warning his brother. "And then when they sleep with you they're done with you." Arthur cut in. "And Artie would know cause he and Francis fu-OW!" Alfred was kicked by Arthur in the shin, under the table. "He doesn't need to know that bloody git! And stop calling me Artie!"Arthur growled.
Sooo… That's all I have for now~~ I hope you like it!~ I don't think this story will be very long cause there really isn't much of a plot to this… And I have a better story idea for a story but I'll make it happen after this.~ OH And I completely forgot about how Francis says Matthew's name differently so in this chapter, when Francis says Matthew's name it will be Mathieu from here on out!~