Hello again!

You know what I don't care if you all review or not, but it would be nice, I mean I like smiling at reviews.

This is Chapter 3, out later than I thought. Again I apologize for all mistakes.

Also, this has more hints as to who there parents are and is kinda of out of place in the story, but it explains actions characters will do further in the story. WARNING: slight angst.

Not quite sure whose POV it is in , but I think is Third Person.

At school; 8:00: just before first bell.

Many of the children at school had small groups. Sometimes they were with other of the 21 others, other times it was with school friends.

A few of the children though hung by themselves on purpose like Oslo or Nikolai.

But two, or three if you counted Winifred, were purposely pushed away by other children.

All of them at some point were made fun of, mostly because they were orphans, but a few had it worse than others.

Socorro had one of the hardest times. With her " I hate almost everyone and everything"those who were kind were too scared to get close. Those who were mean put her through hell. She had been called every name in the book. Many thought she was like this for no reason.

Only Socorro knew why she was like this. She thought no one loved her, her parents gave her up, most of her family pushed her away, and no one even tried to get to know her. She often turned to other means to make herself feel good. Everyday she died a little, but those nights alone in her room made her feel so alive.

There was probably one who had it worse at school than Socorro in their large family.

That was Dietrun. The younger boy, with bight hair, tight clothes, and slightly girlish looks he was either insulted or people didn't even realize he was there.

Often putting on a cheerful demeanor around anyone who acknowledged him. Inside though he was dying. He was tormented by people calling him"fag" or " the little bastard" and everyone, even the teachers, ignoring it because they had no clue as to who the people were even talking to.

Even Adela ignored him, much to his disappointment, though she ignored everything and did her own crazy thing, no matter what anyone thought (how her, Heracles, and Asher were all related and it be completely biological he'll never know).

He was always alone and full of heart break, but he never let that get him down and would repress almost all negative feelings he ever felt. So true to their names he was a giant secret and his brother stood tall no matter what.

Speaking of his brother lets go to the other side of the school, otherwise known as the Sophomore Wing. Here we find Dietrun's and Socorro's older bothers, Alejandro and Grant, along with the third member ( and oldest) of their small group, Franḉoise.

Now Alejandro was almost the exact opposite of his sister. The only similar thing being their hair and eyes, though his were lighter and always seemed happy( even his little hair curl). He was laid back and didn't really care about much.

Grant on the other hand was almost exactly like his brother, though his eyes were red instead of a light purple, he was also never ignored or made fun of.

He was loud and proud with a personality similar to Adela's.

Lastly there was Fran. Being the only girl meant that she was in complete control and add to the fact that she was the second oldest of the children no one defied her.( She was also just as scary as their mother in her tsunderness, but don't tell either of them that.)

" Do we have practice tonight?" Alejandro asked from his position high in a tree.

" Of course, you idiot! We do every other day !"

Fran screeched.

"Well I couldn't remember if today is other or day."

Face meet palm, you know each other well right?

"You are an idiot." Fran seethed, glaring at him.

"Well, sorry its not my fault. Besides, your the older, more "mature" one, shouldn't you keep track?"

"I do, but you should be able keep track yourself, your not even a year younger than me." Fran screamed.

The conversation turned to a screaming match , or a blunt sarcasm(Alejandro) and screaming ( Fran) match.

Suddenly two girls, dressed in similar outfits of school colours, raced up to them.

" Hey guys, watcha doin'?" the younger, less serious of the two asked, earning a smack upside the head from her sister.

"Hello Fredricka, Annelies. We are fine, thank you." Alejandro greeted his younger cousins.

" That's good." the girls and ran off without another word.

" Good God, those two scare me." Grant said shuddering at the twins similarities.

Thinking of something else he spoke up again, breaking the silence.

"Have either of you seen where Dietrun ran off to?"

" Him and Hercules said they had something to go before class so they went ahead." Alejandro explained

"I hope they didn't wake Winny up this morning." Fran said, flipping her blonde hair and starting her daily routine of fretting over her brother.

"I'm sure he's fine. Now we better go find Dietrun before something happens to him. Oh. And Soco, too." Grant said, standing before they all walked in to find two of the three's younger siblings.

With Socorro

"Hey Soc, Hey Soc, Hey Soc..." Dietrun said as he bounced on the balls of his feet, poking"Soc".

"What do you want, brat?"Socorro seethed.

"I want to..."

"I don't care what you want, brat. Now scram." she said, shooing the younger boy away.

Dietrun lowered his head and walked away, sulking.

Socorro turned back to her locker to finish getting ready for class.

"Hey, bitch!"Someone said over her shoulder.

"Go away, Lindsey."She growled out.

"What were you doing being mean to the fag?" Lindsey said slamming the door to Socorro's locker.

"Don't call him that, and I owe you no excuse, bitch."

"How dare you," well its true Socorro thought,"What about the rest of your retarded family, wheere are they?"

"That's it!" Socorro screeched , launching herself at Lindsey. You could insult her all you want, but no one, no one, insults her family.

"Socorro!' a voice exclaimed at the end of the hallway, but she didn't hear, she was having her breathing cut off and was struggling to get out of Lindsey and her minion's hold.

Suddenly Lindsey and her minions were pulled off of Socorro and being held back gasped for breath and hunched over.

"Leave her alone Lindsey or you'll have me to deal with. Get out of here and don't eveer touch my little sister again, bitch" a familiar voice said stepping front of Socorro.

Socorro looked up to find her, normally calm, brother, his friends, and Dietrun. All looking royally pissed.

She glared at her bother.

"I could have gotten free myself."

"If I hadn't intervened you would of suffocated."

"Well maybe I wanted to suffocate!"She screamed and stormed off, ignoring her brother's shouts of protest and the people around her calling her names.

"I'm worried about her."Alejandro and Dietrun said at the exact same time.

"Don't worry," Fran on her face,"It's just teenage girl drama, I went through the same thing."

"Which is what worries me the most." She thought to herself, hoping it wasn't exactly like when she was in Socorro's grade.

Dietrun blatantly ignored his siblings and ran after Socorro.

He found her sitting in the green house (where she knew she would be), by the the tomatoes, munching on a ripe one, glancing at the flowers that bloomed around them through tear filled eyes.

"Socorro..."he said quietly.

"Go away."

"I'm not leaving till you tell me whats wrong and what you meant."

"Then your never leaving." she said, plopping down on a bench trying to keep from rushed forward and wrapped the smaller girl in his arms.

When she was upset the only even allowed near her was Dietrun, and even then she never told him everything, he would comfort her and never asked questions.

They sat there for a while, well past first bell, and other than his soft murmuring and her sobs it was silent.

"Come on, we'll talk about this later, but for now we need to get to class."

And to class they went.

That is the end of chapter 3. So what does make Socorro alive? That'll be answered later. Also, she is really close to Diet but treats him like Britain and France treat each other. She is also close to Nikolai, but kinder to him.

I'm sorry I'm terrible at angst and comforting people so it is probably crap.

Also, some kids call some of the kids their cousin and others they have a crush on them.

Like Alejandro calls Grant, Dietrun, and the twins his cousins, but Socorro only calls the twins her cousin. Get it? That is the best why I can describe it.

Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia or any tomatoes( hate them).

Guten Tag~