Yay chapter 2! I'm sorry its a bit shorter than the first, but i want to go through all of the peoples talents/genius whatever its called next, and i dont feel like Lovino would care...

I'm trying to update every weekend DX this weekend was so busy, but i got it up for my readers!

I hope you like it!

UNHS Chapter 2

{Romano's POV}

Who ever invented alarm clocks should die. I should throw mine against the wall to make it shut the hell up. Forever. That sounds nice… Why can't I move my arms to shut this thing the fuck off?

"Lovi! Turn the alarm off!" Whined the reason. I elbowed my problem in the stomach and turned off the alarm clock.

"Feliciano, you're in high school now, learn to sleep in your own damn bed! And how the hell did you get in my room? I remember locking the door!"

"I went and asked grandpa to open it for me! You look so peaceful when you sleep!"

"Fuck off, I need to get ready for school" I said, shoving him out of the door. I locked it, putting a chair in front of it to keep him from getting in again.

I quickly showered and got dressed, but the damned tie! I spent 15 fucking minutes trying to tie it, but it never came out right! I finally gave up, made myself breakfast, and went to class.

I wonder which genius thought that the Purples should have class in the room called the 'Purple Room'. I bet they thought they were being so fucking clever.

I was the third one there. The first two were a Brit and a Frenchman, (who were arguing when I came in) but they didn't notice me.

After sitting there being useless for a few minutes, I decided to write. Most people don't know I'm a published author and have been for over 5 years now. My grandfather acted so fucking proud when I got accepted by this school. He stole my next work off of my computer and sent it in. I'm one of the youngest published authors in the world! Obviously I have some fucking talent. Shit, my pencil broke. I sharpened it and heard the bell chime. It must be 7:55. I sat back down and put and put my notebook back into my bag.

I screamed when I was suddenly glomped from the side. "What the fuck are you doing?" I asked.

"I'm just so excited!" said Feliciano. That wasn't my question, but I'm fine with that answer since it got him to let go of my and sit down.

When every seat was full except for the one next to me that wasn't filled with my brother, I thought everyone was here. But, literally a second before the late bell chimed, this guy burst through the door. When he realized he has made it on time he burst out dancing like he had scored the winning goal in the championship game of the world cup.

That's when my grandfather walked in and told him to sit down. He blushed, sprinting to the seat next to me. I groaned as Feliciano and my grandfather waved at each other for over a minute.

"Anyway!" my grandfather began. "I came in here to tell you that the first hour of today is yours to meet everyone! Starting tomorrow you will have Physical Education first, so head to the recreational building instead of the purple room at the start of the day. Germania will be in here at 9 to show you the gym." Said my grandfather, smiling, then he left… Guess the bastard can't stay in one place for more than 5 minutes.

We all sat in silence for a minute until the Brit said "Why don't we introduce ourselves and tell what were good at? I'll start; I'm Arthur Kirkland, I'm a 3rd year, and I can use magic."

"Nuh-uh! Magic isn't real!" Said that American I met yesterday… Alfonse? Andrew? Oh who the fuck cares, what's important is what happened next. Arthur said something, I don't fucking know what, but it made my hair stand on end, and all of a sudden Alfonse's glasses started floating across the room into Arthur's hand. He smirked at our shocked faces.

He laughed, and then gasped "Shit!" he swore, turning his gazed to the table in front of me. Suddenly a lightning bolt or something hit the table in front of me. I screamed, grabbing onto to the nearest thing I could hide behind.

I was in shock until the thing I was hiding my face in moved to look at me. OH MY FUCKING GOD I WAS HANGING ONTO A STRANGER!

The stranger asked in a Spanish accent "Are you alright? Are you hurt?"

I didn't know how to react, so I ran. I ran out of the room, I ran out of the building, and, not knowing where to go, I started climbing up the building. All of the running and climbing comes natural when you have obsessive fangirls that have stalked you for years. People always think I'm angry at the world, but I'm just angry at them… And how handsome they think I am when I smile, that's why I scowl. They don't even recognize me when I scowl. It's nice… Oh and the cursing just a verbal tic.

When I heard a flop and panting on the roof behind me, I turned to see the fucking Spaniard had followed me! "What the hell are you doing?"

After he caught his breath he replied "I wanted to see if you were alright, you didn't answer my questions!" he walked over,sitting next to me.

"So you followed me up the side of a building"

"Yep"

"… You know there are stairs…" Was this guy fucking retarded?

"Hahaha, I completely forgot about the stairs!" Yep, he was."So are you alright?"

"Obviously." I replied, rolling my eyes

"Yay!" he said, I guess he did knowtice the eye rolling, and then for the second time today I was glomped from the side.

"W-what the fuck are you doing?"

"Giving a hug to my new friend!"

"Get the fuck off me you creepy bastard!"

"Not until you tell me your name! My name is Antonio Fernandez-Carriedo!"

"… Lovino Vargas"

" Lo-vi-no." he said slowly, giving each consonant special emphasis. "That's a nice name!"

"Okay, now, LET THE FUCK GO OF ME!"

"But you're so cute when you're face is all red! You look like un tomate!"

I elbowed him in the stomach "CREEPY FUCKING BASTARD!"

"That wasn't nice Lovino!"

"It wasn't meant to be nice, bastard."

"Don't call me bastard, call me Antonio!"

"No!"

He pouted "Well, okay then…" He said, sitting there for a moment.

Then he started crying. I didn't mean to make him cry!

I walked over to him and mumbled "I'm sorry… Antonio…"

"Yay!" He said, glomping me again.

"What the fuck? You manipulative bastard!"

"Lo-vi-no?"

"What!"

"Do you know Spanish?"

"Hell no"

"Oh… then, tu cierre esta abajo."

I looked down to see my fly up, then realized what he had just done "BASTARD!"

"So you do know Spanish! Yay!" He said and I tried to break free from his arms. "Lovi! Do you not like me?"

"If you fucking call me Lovi again I will rip your balls off and make you eat them!"

"You didn't answer my question Lovi."

"You are so fucking retarded, who would like you?"

He sniffed, and I saw tears in his eyes. Uh-oh, did I make him really cry now?

"Well… let me fix your tie"

"Fine."

As he was fixing my tie the roof door burst open and my brother bounced through and said "Lovi! Are you up-" then he saw me and said "Oh, am I interrupting?"

I thought about what was happening, and since my back was to Feliciano, he couldn't see the bastard was fixing my tie. I calmly replied "Feliciano, you know I'm not gay"

Woah! Why did a sad aura suddenly feel really close? I looked up at the bastard as he finished tying my tie, he looked the same as before… Strange.

My brother whined "You always say that, but you've never been attracted to girls!"

"So?"

"If you don't like girls, then you must be gay!"

"What? That doesn't make sense! God, you're so fucking stupid!"

"I'm heading back to class now" Said Antonio, interrupting our argument.

He left and Feliciano remembered why he had tried to find me. He held up a white fur ball in his hands and said "Lovi! Meet Hanatamago!"

I patted the dogs head and said "We should probably get back to class"

"Okay!" Feliciano said, following me back to class. When I got there I saw the bastard taking a nap in the corner of the room. Who's cares about him anyway? I don't. He's just a stupid bastard.

I looked up at the clock. 8:35.

This was going to be a long day.

Translations

"tu cierre esta abajo" You're fly is down (Spanish)

Hmmmm, does Lovino seem in denile, or is it just me ;D

I thank anyone who read the chapter! I LOOOOOOOOOVE YOU! Like seriously.

I entertain myself because whenever i write a person, i slightly take on their personality, so for the last week ive been really angry/violent... it was strange...

I wonder who the next chapters narator is... i guess we'll see!

See you next week!