"Guys," He said, "I think I'm gonna like this new gym teacher." He smiled, having finally met a worthy opponent.

I don't think there was another way to respond to that other than us all rolling our eyes. But we knew that Gil wasn't going to give in too easily. Gym class was going to get a lot more interesting over the next couple of days. But I'm not going to start talking about Gilbert. The next class that I had was History with Gilbert and Ivan. Arthur had Drama with Francis, so I wouldn't be able to talk to him in class. I tapped him on the shoulder and pulled him aside while Gilbert was continuing to talk about his next prank and they headed to their respective classed.

"You changed your status." I said.

"Matt, I'm going to be late." Arthur tried to leave, but I grabbed his wrist. I needed answers and he needed someone to talk to. I wasn't about to let him leave.

"I don't care. Are you okay?"

"You're going to make me late for class because you want to know if I'm okay? Seriously?"

"Arthur, you just broke up with your boyfriend who you've been dating for a pretty long time. I know you. You're going to keep this to yourself and then it's going to make you get even more miserable. Talk to me, please."

"I'm fine, Matt."

"No, you're not. Will you at least tell me why you guys broke up?"

"He thought I was cheating on him with you. He said some pretty bad things and then I decided that I'd had enough. You were always telling me that I could do better, so why are you all like this now that we're over?" He was right. I'd literally told him a thousand times that Alfred was no good for him, but I guess that I just couldn't bear to see him look as hurt as he did.

"Because-" I began before being interrupted by a teacher walking by.

"You two! Go to class!" He said, and seeing as he was the teacher I had for History, I had no choice but to leave then and start heading to class.

"We'll talk at lunch." I said and walked away. I got into History class a few seconds after the teacher did and quietly took the seat next to Gilbert as the lesson began.

"Matty-boy!" He whispered.

"Don't call me that!" I whispered back furiously.

"Did you talk to Arthur?"

"Yes."

"What did he say?"

"Nothing."

"Nothing? At all?"

"Well, apparently, they broke up because Alfred was being a dick and thought he was cheating."

"With you?"

"How did you know it was me?"

"Matty-boy, the guy is pretty much joined at the hip to you. Anyone would be-" He abruptly stopped talking as the teacher turned around.

"So what I want you to do is form groups of three and then I'll give you a famous ruler to study. You'll be presenting next week." He said, and the class instantly erupted into noise as the students formed their groups.

"Anyone would be jealous of what you two have." He said as he moved his chair to my desk. I looked over to my other side and almost had a heart attack when I saw Ivan sitting in a chair. It was pretty scary when he snuck up on you. As Gilbert was moving all his books onto my desk, I grabbed a loose sheet of paper which was placed on the top. It was a lot of neatly drawn lines, circles and arrows surrounded by quickly scrawled notes which I couldn't make out.

"What the hell is this?" I asked.

"A schematic drawing of my next prank. I still have a few calculations to do." He smiled as he took the paper back.

"Calculations? What exactly are you planning?"

"Matty-boy. That teacher put my reputation on the line. This prank just has to be awesome. It has to be more awesome than anything I've ever done before." It was surprising how smart Gilbert actually was. Most teachers just wrote him off as a prankster and thought that he was stupid, but they couldn't be more wrong. He was actually a straight-A student, and was tied with Ivan for the top grade in Physics.

"Okay," The teacher said as he reached my desk, "You guys'll be doing Ivan the terrible."

"Is that supposed to be some kind of joke?" Gilbert asked.

"Sorry I couldn't find anyone with your name, Mr. Beilschmidt." The teacher said.

"You're pronouncing it wrong. It's Beilschmidt." Gilbert replied, and then he managed to make the teacher stumble on how to say his name for the rest of the class.

The bell went, and then it was lunch. I instantly ran to my locker and threw my books in, racing to Arthur's locker as quickly as I could. When I got there, he was putting away his books.

"Talk to me." I said.

"Matt, I'm fine!" He insisted.

"No you're not! Arthur, I know how much Alfred meant to you, do you think that everything you felt for him is just gonna magically disappear? I've never seen you so sad before, Arthur, I'm really worried." It's true, I was. I'd never seen Arthur like this before, and it did really worry me. I mean, he meant the world to me, and as much as it hurt me to watch him get mistreated so much by Alfred, it hurt me more to watch him be so miserable.

"Matt-" He began.

"Arthur, please talk to me." I begged.

"Look, I just need some time, okay?" He said, slamming his locker shut and leaving.

Hi! LLF here!

Sorry about how short this is, I just really couldn't make it any longer. Anyways, Prussia really is too involved with the plotline…

But don't worry, the other characters will get their spot in the limelight too eventually.

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