I pulled my big brother into the large building. Oh...it looks normal inside. That was kinda disappointing, but whatever! This is so gonna be awesome! I scampered through the corridors trying to find my locker. Suddenly "BAM" I knocked into someone...ow! I fell on my bottom. I looked beside me to see a scruffy-clothed girl with her hair tied back (this is before she decided she'd start acting more girly). Bumping into a girl is not polite or a good way to start off the school year.

"Eyy, what's the deal?" she growled, rubbing her head. She had a thick, Hungarian accent and spoke in a sorta gangster way. I thought that was kinda cool!

"Oh, hah! I'm sorry, I was in a hurry to find my locker...I'm new!" I quickly answered.

"Oh I see," she grinned and stood up. As I stood up, she held out her hand. Is this a handshake?! I've never done a handshake before!

"I'm Elizabeta," her hand was still outstretched.

"Oh, um, I'm Feliciano, or Feli!" I shook her hand. Whoa! I finally shook hands with someone! Vee!

She smiled, then grimaced. I tilted my head.

"What's wrong?"

"Oh sorry, when I fell it loosened my hair-tie, it's really uncomfortable."

Removing her orange, elastic hair-tie, she allowed her light brown hair bounce into place on her shoulders.

"Wow! You're hair is so cool!" I took hold of one smooth lock of hair. It's soft!

"Ah? You...don't have much experience with girls, do you?" she inquired, seeming totally laid-back about me, a strange boy, touching her hair.

"Oh...yeah, I'm sorry," I apologized, hesitating to drop the lock of hair, "I lived in an all-boy orphanage, and a lot of my foster parents sent me to all-boy schools."

"I se- wait, orphanage?" Elizabeta looked surprised. I nodded with a wide smile.

"This Spanish guy named Antonio are fostering me and my brother currently. That's why we're here, ve!"

I could see the pitiful look in her eyes. But she grinned, "That's great, he must be one hell of a nice man!"

"Si!" suddenly I realized that I needed to do something. "Oh, oh I gotta find my locker, bye-bye, Elizabeta!"

She waved as I began to run as if my life depended.

Two new friends in one day! Ve, this is amazing!

But I began to wonder how Lovino was doing...due to our last names, our locker should've be right next to each other's but I couldn't find him in the hall. All my wondering up my brother dissolved as the one minute warning bell rang throughout the building.

"Ah, my locker!" I exclaimed to myself, sprinting to the tall, metal storage space. I stared at the paper with my schedule, locker number, and combination and began to fumble with the lock. Before I knew it, the tardy bell rang, and I was the only one in the hall. Lovino never showed up...hmm...ah, no wait, first priority! I unlocked my locker and swung it open. I had to put a bunch of my stuff in it for other classes, there were no backpacks aloud in the classrooms. As I slipped in my stuff, I headed to my first period class, social studies. Turning the handle to the door of my class room, I slowly opened the door.

"M-Ma'am, I'm sorry I'm late, I'm new and I had a some locker difficulties and—"

"Feliciano, right? Take your seat," the teacher obviously couldn't care less, to my relief.

I sat next to a boy in the back of the class. His hair was slicked back, he had serious, piercing, cerulean eyes. This came up as an opportunity to make another friend! I think I'm on on a role today!

"Hello!" I greeted in a whisper.

He looked at me, as if unsure of what to say in reply. Then he finally whispered back "Hello, you are Feliciano?"

Curiosity is a sign he wants to be friends right?

"Yes, I am! Feli for short!" it was quite impressive of how far I had gotten in being quiet. Usually I'd start blurting things out.

"Nice to meet you, Feli, I'm Ludwig..." he had such an awkward voice, and gave me such an awkward smile. Something told me he wasn't very popular.

"Oo, I like your name! It sounds cool!"

"D-Danke..."

"Excuse me, is there a problem, Feliciano?" I realized I was in full view of her desk. Shaking my head, I replied "no".

"Then no more interruptions!"

"Yes'm!"

After one looong lesson on some independence war for a country that no one cares about, the bell finally rang.

"Ludwig, do you wanna come with me to the locker halls?" I asked with a smile.

"Ja..." he replied in his thick German accent.

When we finally got to the locker corridors, we said goodbye and went our separate ways.

"Heehee, you're cool! I'll see you soon, bye-bye!"

"Ja, goodbye, next time, write notes instead of speaking out like an idiot," my new friend smiled jokingly. I nodded and giggled as I scampered away.

Three! Three new friends! I feel so...ve! Wow!

I began to wonder where Lovino is, again. He wasn't at his locker again. I hoped he wasn't skipping class. I grabbed my language books from my locker and quickly headed off the class, this time being sure to make it on time. I got to the door before the one minute warning bell rang, and sat in another back row seat. Being in back row means you can get away with talking easier! As everyone gathered in the room, I realized I hadn't recognized anyone. I was kinda disappointed that Ivan, or Elizabeta, of someone wasn't here. Wait! Lovino shared the same second period as me so...where could he be? No time to think, the bell rang!

"Okay class, shut up for a second so I can check the role call already," the teacher demanded, picking up a clipboard of a bunch of attendance papers and a pen.

She called a bunch of names like "Arthur" and "Roderich" and blah blah, then I heard:
"Feliciano?"

"Here!"

"Lovino?..Lovino..?" she looked around.

"Absent." I saw her mark something on her papers.

I raised me hand.

"What?"

"May I use the bathroom?"

"Yeah, whatever."

I jumped out of my seat and walked out of the door calmly. I took a turn down another hallway and stopped in front of the restrooms. Humming as I walked in, I saw something...someone was hiding in the corner.

"Fratello?"

"F-Feli?!"