*Mouth opened staring at the screen* DO YOU NOT KNOW HOW MANY FAVORITES I GOT IN THE FIRST HOUR? I GOT TWO REVIEWS AS WELL! I LOVE YOU PEOPLE! I FEEL SO LOVED! *hugs* Okay I know I am pathetic. That chapter wasn't as long as I wanted but it was the first so, they will get longer, I hope…. The updates won't be every day, I just have nothing to do and I am getting dragged off to Canada tomorrow. Any who I am going to shut up because if I don't this author's note will be as long as a whole story. I get off topic and I talk a lot and- *covers mouth and starts writing the story*

Chapter 2

'Did you see his blond hair, or his perfect emerald eyes that were glowing? Or- okay I sound like a love sick chick,' Alfred thought as he started banging his head against his binder. 'Wait, am I doing homework?' He asked himself as he threw the binder across the room now caring where it landed. 'Like who gives homework on the first day of school! That is total bullshit!' He complained and ranted about in his head. He went to go turn on the TV and set up his favorite video game when he noticed the clock. The time was 7:00 p.m. 'Shouldn't dad be home now? Where is he?' As he thought this the front door slammed closed. 'Found him' Alfred said as he boomed down the stairs.

"DADDY!" Alfred screamed, well it was just his normal voice but to anyone else it was a scream.

"Hello Alfred, did you have a good day at school?" His father asked him. Benjamin Jones was not as spirited as his son. He was more laid back and easy going. Alfred got his personality more from his mother. Matthew was more like his dad just a bit quieter and more invisible.

"It was awesome! But they gave me homework! That is so uncool isn't it?" Alfred ranted. His father laughed at youthfulness.

"I hope you did your homework," his father questioned him as Alfred gulped.

"Uhhh, sure I did! Yep I did!" Alfred said trying not to sound guilty. His father looked at him.

"Alfred?"

"Fine, I will go do it," he grumbled as he trudged upstairs.

"Is it okay if I order pizza? I don't feel like cooking?" his father called after him. Alfred practically cheered. 'I guess I will take that as a yes' Benjamin thought as he went to find a menu and call the pizza place. 45 minutes later, they had their pizza and ate it while watching a football game. Alfred loved his dad for sure, but he missed his mother. He fell asleep that day thinking about his mother and Mattie.

*next morning*

Alfred woke up a little better than he did yesterday. He did his morning routine and was out the door at 7:10. His day went about the same as it did yesterday until 5th period when he heard a banging. Alfred starting walking in the direction the banging and screaming came from. The voice sounded British, and well familiar.

"Arthur?" Alfred question and he found a locker that the sound was coming from.

"Let me out you bloody wanker!" Arthur cried out. Alfred opened the locker and Arthur stumbled out gasping for air. "Are you alright Artie?" Alfred questioned using his new nickname he just came up with.

"Don't call me that," Arthur hissed already hating the nickname.

"How did you get in the locker? Wait, you actually fit in the locker?" Alfred questioned not noticing the glare Arthur was sending him.

"I am not short you git! You are just freakishly tall! And it is none of your business," Arthur growled.

"You know that is no way to treat your hero Artie," Alfred smirked. Arthur rolled his eyes at him.

"You are not my hero, and since when did you know my name?" Arthur raised an eyebrow questionably at him. Alfred looked down at his feet and started switching his balance from foot to foot.

"Someone told me," Alfred concluded. 'It wasn't a complete lie at least.'

"Well if you know mine best if I know yours," Arthur said.

"I am the hero, Alfred F. Jones at your service!" Alfred said back to himself. Arthur chuckled at his antics.

"Nice to meet you," Arthur stuck out his hand for a handshake being the gentleman he is. Alfred grabbed the hand and shook it firmly, a little too firmly. Arthur winced in pain for a second but then regained his composure. Arthur finally got a good look at Alfred. He was somewhat muscular and you can still with some years, he would have an eight pack. He had piercing blue eyes and dirty blond hair that looked perfect, except for one cowlick sticking up. He had tan skin and sadly Alfred was taller than Arthur. Arthur frowned at this. Overall appearance, Alfred was kind of hot to say the least. Alfred caught Arthur staring and chuckled.

"Like what you see?" Alfred asked while laughing. Arthur smacked Alfred's shoulder which made Alfred laugh more.

"You are an arrogant foul," Arthur mumbled under his breath. Alfred stopped laughing a minute afterwards. Arthur continued to glare and Alfred.

"Sorry, Arthur," Alfred apologized but was still met with a glare.

"We need to get to class," Arthur said. Alfred nodded as the both forgot they were in school and had a place to be. "Thanks, again," Arthur said under his breath.

"What I didn't hear you," Alfred smirked. Arthur slapped him again as Alfred laughed. Arthur knew Alfred heard him so he didn't say it again. It was rare to get the Brit to say thank you when you helped him get out of trouble. They descend down the hallway together.

"Do you want to hang out after school? We could go to the park or something, well after I have football tryouts! Or you could watch me! That would be so cool!" Alfred said with his hopes up. Arthur chuckled softly at the child.

"I don't get you Americans. I don't understand why you call Rugby football, but sure, I will watch," Arthur said surprising both of them at his response.

"Well you call soccer football! And seriously? You are the best!" Alfred said as he gave Arthur a bear hug.

"Too….. Tight…. Can't… breathe….." Arthur said between gasps for air. Alfred apologized and let go off Arthur. They said their farewells to each other and walked in their separate directions to their classes.

*end of school at football tryouts*

Arthur watched from the bleachers the tryouts. There were 50 some sweaty guys running around throwing a ball. Arthur was completely uninterested but stayed for moral support. His eye caught Alfred and watched him going through the runs. He was really good at pushups, curl ups, and tackling. He was a really good kicker and thrower. His catching needs some work he noted, but for a freshman, he was very good. Arthur zoned out while the coach was yelling some bollocks that Arthur didn't quite understand. He looked around the bleachers seeing Gilbert and Francis at the top staring at the hopeful football players. 'Antonio was probably hanging out with the Italian' he thought to himself as two thirds of the Bad Touch Trio came over to Arthur. 'Help me' he cursed.

"Bonjour Angleterre, I didn't know you were interested in Football, when did this happen?" Francis asked in his ridiculous French accent. ((Yeah read all the characters in their ridiculous accents because I can't write it XD))

"I didn't know you were either, bloody frog," Arthur muttered out. Francis just laughed.

"No, I am not. I like watching these teenagers though," Francis smirked blowing a kiss at the cheerleaders who were having their tryouts on the other side of the field. Gilbert laughed his annoying laugh that made Arthur want to smack him.

"Those girls are soooo not awesome enough to be with the awesome me!" Gilbert cheered.

"Then who is?" Francis questioned smirking knowing Gilbert has never dated anyone sadly.

"A very awesome person!" Gilbert replied. Arthur rolled his eyes at the two of them and started to tune them out until he heard another voice and looked up to see Alfred smiling at him.

"Did you see me during tryouts? Coach said I did awesome!" Alfred screamed. Gilbert made a comment saying how it wasn't as awesome as him.

"You were very good Alfred," Arthur said firmly and he could just see the smirk on Francis's face and he watched the two of them communicate. Alfred beamed and thanked Arthur.

"So Artie, want to go to the park now!" Alfred said acting like a little kid. Francis's smirk grew more and Gilbert was petting his bird.

"Sure," Arthur said as he desperately wanting to get away from those two. The four of them said goodbye and the two went in the direction of the park. Alfred was blabbing the whole way and Arthur couldn't understand a thing.

"Alfred! Calm down! You are giving me a headache!" Arthur complained as they made their walk. Alfred apologized then asked a question.

"So what is your family like?" This question made Arthur stop and thinks.

"Well I have three older brothers and one younger one. The oldest one is back in England and the rest lives with me." Arthur replied thinking of his words.

"Cool! I have a twin brother!" Alfred said.

"Really? I haven't seen him," Arthur said. ((Who does?))

"Well he doesn't go to this school, or country. He lives in Canada with my mom. I live with my dad here." Alfred said calmly. Arthur nodded knowing what this meant. His parents must be divorced. A boy like Alfred didn't deserve that.

"I live with my dad as well, my mom passed away when my youngest brother was 5," Arthur said surprised he said this. He hasn't told anyone that, even Francis.

"I know this isn't exactly the same, but I feel your pain. I haven't seen my brother or my mother in 2 years. I guess we both have messed up families huh?" Alfred said breaking a smile out. Arthur nodded as they continued walking and talking.

By the end of the night they knew everything about each other's childhood. They felt comfortable with each other and they couldn't explain it. They were laughing and talking like they knew each other since birth. They bid their farewells to each other exchanging phone number s. They went to bed with the same thought on their head.

'Did I just fall in love with him? He probably isn't even gay.'

Both not knowing, they both had the same sexuality.

This was four pages on word document! I wanted this longer but ran out of ideas! I just wanted them to be better friends and crap. I have some ideas floating around in my head that will come up later. Oh and guess what! Matthew enters into the next chapter! Or the one after that! So soon he will! And that means PruCan! Well review please! I probably won't update until next week! Once or twice a week I will probably do. ~Emz

Fun Fact: The state of Florida is bigger than the country of England. Messed up right? That sounds so wrong in my head!