After English I went to lunch. There I sat with Ludwig and some of his friends.

They were all chattering as usual while I ignored them. Choosing instead to focus on eating rather than whatever they were talking about.

"Hey, Germania," I looked up to Ludwig at the sound of my name. "Who's your partner for the English project?" he asked.

Ludwig had the same English teacher and was working above his grade level in some classes so he had the same assignment.

"Romulus Vargas," I answered, fighting the urge to grimace. Ludwig opened his mouth to reply but was interrupted but his little Italian friend.

"Vee~ you're with my cousin!" Feliciano said happily. "You two will get along great~" he sang out.

Somehow I didn't quite believe that.

"Hah! Good luck with that! He's a total bastard!" Feliciano's older brother, Lovino, said scowling as he looked up from poking at his food.

"Lovi! Don't be mean, Rome's really nice and kind!" Feli whined.

Lovino made a face, "Whatever..." he grumbled and went back to picking at his food.

"Who is your partner?" I asked Ludwig, mostly just to be polite.

He grimaced, "Elizaveta,"

I gave him a look of pity. Elizaveta was a brown haired Hungarian girl who was known for her obsession with 'yaoi'. I shuddered, I did not want to know what went on in her head.

"Good luck with that," I managed, then returned to my meal.

Lunch soon ended and I headed to next class.

XxxxX

Nothing remarkable happened during the remainder of the day.

Well... I guess Rome did figure out that we had study hall together and talked my ear off. But other than that I was just your average school day.

After the last bell rang I made my way to my bus.

Oh, how I hated the bus children. They were so... Ugh...

After a very long, loud bus ride I was finally home.

I dropped my things on a bench in the entryway and searched the kitchen for food.

Nothing.

My parents forgot to provide food again. I would just drive down to the store and buy more food, but my parents didn't like me spending their money or using their cars. So instead I went hungry.

Sighing I grabbed my book form book bag and went to my room to read.

XxxxX

My parents came home around 10:00. They probably got kicked out, otherwise they would stay all night.

They didn't come up to see me which was nothing new. The only time they ever paid any attention to me was when we had company. To show what loving parents they were. Other than that I just blended in with the other household appliances.

I'm actually surprised they didn't get an abortion. I was probably an accident anyway. A mistake. They didn't give me any attention when I was younger either. I was just there in the background watching.

Not long after they came home I finished my book and decided to go to sleep.

XxxxX

I woke up to another routine morning and soon found myself, once again, sitting by myself in the cafeteria waiting for my cousins.

I had grabbed another book before I left the house so I decided to devour- I'm mean read it.

Before I could start a shadow fell over me. I looked up. Rome was standing over me smiling.

"Hey," he greeted happily, "meet me in front of the school so I can take you to my house? Well unless you have a car of course,"

"Okay, I don't have a car," I said simply. If you haven't already noticed I was not one for conversation.

"'Kay, I'll see you in English!" and then he ran off to his friends who were giving him a 'why the hell were you talking to him' face. But he didn't seem to notice.

As I watched Ludwig and Gilbert approached.

Gilbert immediately started poking me in the cheek.

"Heyyyyyyy what was that about?" he asked, meaning the Rome talking to me thing. "Got yourself a boyfriend?" he teased.

Germany gave his brother that familiar look of disapproval, "Gilbert cut it out. They have to do an English project together,"

"Aw... But that's no fun, west! I thought our good old cousin was finally in a relationship. I wanted all the details and now you've ruined it for me," Gilbert complained.

"Too bad. What makes you think he would have a BOYFRIEND anyway?"

"Well just look at him! Look at his hair!" the albino tugged at my apparently 'girly' hair.

"How someone looks doesn't determine their sexuality, Gilbert,"

I was through with listening to that conversation. I had always hated it when people commented on my hair. If they didn't like it they didn't have to tell me.

I tuned them out, ignoring the tugging at my hair.

XxxxX

A/N- Why do I like making Gilbert such a jerk?

By the way thank you my-dear-fangirl for being the one person who favorited this story~

Anyway...

I OWN NOTHING

Have a nice day.

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