Hello my darlings, I'm sorry about the late update! I forgot to tell you that I was leaving for the weekend to head up to cedar point! And my stupid iPad didn't have wifi, and I forgot my laptop…so I couldn't watch anything or upload this chapter :( thank god for paper and pen!

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Lovina sat there with her head still on the desk, not wanting to look at the person who had just taken their seat next to her. She knew all too well who the person was, and she wasn't in the mood for his company. She would rather ponder in her thoughts. To draw and be left alone is what she wanted.

But of course, the Spaniard slumped down next to her had other plans.

"Hey there mi quierda! Aren't you happy to see me?" Antonio trilled in a sing-song voice. She could see his feet swinging back and forth from the corner of her eye, her head still attached to the rough wooden desk. He waited expectantly.

Why did this guy insist on bugging her? He probably had better things to do than waste his time with someone like her. She wanted him to just ignore her like the rest of them…at least it would be easier for her to go about her day, not worrying about people bugging her.

That's what she was used to anyway, no one talking to her. They always wanted her sister instead, even the girls she had recently met. They all surrounded Feli and left her behind, not wanting to include her in on anything.

Sure, Bella and Maddie were nice. But they weren't her cup of tea; happy and go-lucky people didn't really sit well with her.

She was perfectly fine by herself…

Letting out a desperate huff, Lovina rolled her head to the side just a tad in order to sneak a peek at the tomato freak. And there he was, head resting on his arms as he stared at her with those pure green orbs.

Her heart jumped as she processed how close he was to her. Too close. He was at least a couple inches away from her, and she didn't like the way those deep eyes were watching her curl. God if a guy like him touched her curl…

Face red and bothered, she sprung up and scooted back a good five feet. She hated how this kid had no sense of personal space. No matter how good he thought he was, she didn't have the time to deal with someone like him.

"What did I tell you about being too close?!" she barked, clutching the rim of the stool she was perched on. Ruffling his messy chocolate hair, Antonio laughed and returned to staring at her, his legs still swinging.

"Lo siento," he smiled warmly.

Feeling the heat start to rise to her ears, Lovina resorted to what she knew best in awkward situations.

"Sorry my ass…and stop with all of the staring!" she crossed her arms and twisted in the opposite direction. She hated when she was looked at. Not used to having eyes on her, she would always feel agitated and put on the spot. She started to fidget with her hands and focused on a painting of a forest on the wall nearest to her.

Antonio's eyes flicked to her hands as she fiddled with them; studying her as she sat there. He snickered which sent another chill up Lovina's neck. She wasn't used to his hearty, carefree laughs.

"Hmm? And what is so wrong with looking?" he purred, resting his head on his tan fist. It was as if he was enjoying himself as he watched her become flustered and confused.

"You're not looking; you're watching!" she hollered as she kept her concentration on the painting that was acting as her life-supporter. "Why would I be happy to see someone like you anyway…" she mumbled under her breath.

She pouted and they sat there a moment filled with silence.

She didn't see how his eyes lowered at her remark. Nor did she realize the slight blush that painted his cheeks as he took a breath and stopped his legs from swinging.

"Lovina…a face like yours shouldn't be wasted on frowns…" her eyes widened at the serious tone his voice took on, "Personally I think you should smile more…"

She turned slowly, but just in time to see him rubbing his neck; his back was faced towards hers. She opened her mouth to say something…

But what was she going to say to him? After that comment, she couldn't find her voice. The bell rang, signaling the start of the last class.

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Hands griping her school bag, Lovina stared at the intricate-placed stone ground as she made her way back to the dorm building. Because of the small amount of girls at the academy, they were to use the old dorms all way across campus.

She couldn't complain though, the rooms were very nice and so was the rest of the building. She just didn't like being thrown into a place filled with the kinds of people she wouldn't even take if they were the last people on Earth.

She ignored them most of the time, but just ignoring them wasn't enough. She had to sprint out of the building with Maddie this morning in order to dodge the Natalia who stared daggers when all you wanted to do was get by her room.

She shivered as a cold gust of wind blew through the lightly dimmed courtyard. The flip side to having classes start later and longer lunches was how lengthy the classes were. The last one of the day wrapped up at around five-thirty. That and she ended up having to be in charge of cleaning the classroom today. She also was gifted with doing it for the rest of the year. So it was around six-thirty. She didn't mind, the room was quiet and she finally had gotten her alone time after Antonio had oddly left her alone.

'There's something about him…' she thought as she kicked a stray rock and watched it bounce into a bush. 'That makes me feel…' frustrated, she rubbed her forehead.

How exactly did Antonio make her feel?

He was annoying, that she knew. But there was something else she couldn't quite pin-point. For example when he pulled that stunt in their photography class. He had told her that she should smile more…

No one had ever told her to smile before. Not her Papa, Nonno, Feli even. They all figured it would annoy and aggravate her, so they left her be.

Another cold gust sent goose bumps up her arms and cheeks. She knew she should have grabbed the warm looking sweater on her chair just in case, but she didn't think the nights in Canada would get this cold.

She was about to round a corner, but stopped dead in her tracks when she caught glimpse of a tiny yellow chirping ball bouncing up and down. Her German senses tingled just as she heard the albino bastard yelling jibbery-nonsense from far away.

Knowing how pleasant that run in would turn out, she whipped her head around searching for a place to hide herself.

To her left, she saw a blonde head bobbing up and down across the grounds. He was talking to another blonde who she recognized as the Brit from her flight. He was laughing while Arthur just looked awkwardly uncomfortable. She could have sworn she saw Arthur blush and bite his lip.

Hearing the voice of Francis and his laugh was what kicked her gears in motion; she definitely didn't feel like being raped. So she sneakily made her way over to Arthur and his friend.

She slowed her pace and stopped once she noticed Francis picking up the tiny bird and handing it to Gilbert who was panting. It looked as if the two buffoons were chasing the little guy all around the campus. Just thinking of them running around after a bird was enough to make her stifle a laugh.

Seeing them leave calmed her nerves and made her aware of what she was doing. She felt a light tap on her head. Startled, she looked up to meet two bright blue confused eyes.

"Uhmm…dude your grip is deadly." The tall blonde pointed to his arm that she was clutching.

She glanced down and immediately let go of it, stepping back a few feet.

"Sorry but I'm already taken…" he pointed to Arthur who blushed and quickly slapped the boy over the head with his bag.

"Shut up you bloody wanker!" he looked pleadingly to Lovina, "He isn't affiliated with me, I am just tutoring him in English," he sent a glare to the taller boy who was rubbing his head.

"Can't blame a man for trying," the blonde laughed and stretched his arm out, "So…no hard feelings? I don't really swing that way."

Lovina stared at his hand as it all started sinking in. Why was he apologizing? Thinking over the conversation again, it hit her.

He thought she was confessing to him! What the hell? were Americans this dense? She shook her head feverishly. On top of that he just nonchalantly said he was attracted to men…it wasn't surprising; she had expected that since the majority of the school was filled to the brim with boys.

"Ah hell…I'm not interested in you!" the boy cringed back at her sudden explosion, confusion clearly tattooed onto his forehead. Meanwhile, Arthur was cracking up at the fact of the boy being rejected and yelled at.

Lovina was disgusted at the thought of asking a guy like him out, "I was running away from Francis and his albino." She growled, annoyed that the Bonnefoy freak ruined her night once again.

"He was bothering you again?" Arthur had recovered from his laughing fit and returned to his normal dull self. She shook her head; just wanting to go to bed she huffed.

"No, I ran away because I didn't want that happening," Arthur nodded his head agreeing. The confused American looked to Arthur.

"Yo Iggy, you know this chick?" he was again clobbered over the head by Arthur.

"I told you never to call me that!" he rubbed his hand which was used to smack the blonde. "Yes, I do know her; we met on the flight yesterday. And would you please use proper English?"

The boy hopped up and smiled in Lovina's face, "Well! Any friend of Iggy is a friend of mine!" he dodged yet another punch, "My name is Alfred Jones, pleased to meet ya!" he belted an annoying laugh to finish it off.

Lovina felt as if she needed an Advil just by listening to Alfred, but she shook it off and nodded.

"Lovina Vargas…" as she said her name, Alfred looked her up and down. After the onceover, he then glanced over to Arthur.

"So that's Lovina?"

Arthur smacked his own forehead in desperation, "Alfred…you don't just say that in front of the girl!"

She was now totally brain-fucked, "What does that mean?" she spat at Alfred who just stared at her.

"Oh shit, she doesn't know?" he glanced to Arthur who just shrugged. Alfred leaned in closer, making the scent of greasy hamburgers waft up her nose. "You'll figure it out sooner or later." He winked and started to walk back towards the guys dorms waving as he left.

She glared at Arthur as he rubbed the bridge of his nose.

"Arthur…what was Alfred talking about?"

He looked uncomfortable again, shifting his feet as he tried to think of something to say.

He flashed her a pitying look, "I'm afraid I can't say."

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" she was so done with this, not knowing anything was driving her insane.

"It means," he grabbed his messenger bag, "that it's not my place to tell you…I'm sorry but I have to reach Alfred in order to…reschedule." He turned to catch up to Alfred, leaving the small Italian to sulk in whatever had just happened.

'What the hell…'

Lovina was fuming. She hadn't even been in the school for more than a couple days and things were already spreading about her? She knew going to Gakuen was an absolutely horrible idea. She silently cursed her father as she made her way back into the direction of her dorm.

Thinking of how her exciting first day ended up, a thought struck her hard. Why hadn't she thought of it earlier?

When she first met Antonio she had no idea who he was, let alone his name. But when they were talking before class, he had said something about her being happy to see him.

So if she didn't know who he was, how did he know her name?

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Antonio's POV

He knew he'd seen her somewhere before, and saying that name only reinforced what he thought.

Antonio was searching through papers at his desk in the barely-lit dorm room. Finding what he was looking for, he laughed in success. But quickly stifled it as he heard Francis moan something in his sleep.

Both Gilbert and Francis had burst into their dorm room earlier, panting due to the wild goose-chase after Gilbird. They had both collapsed onto their beds and passed out as Antonio walked out of the bathroom from his shower.

He clutched the packet he found, grabbed his cell phone and headed out the door quietly. He flipped the silver object open and dialed his father's number. He rested the phone on his shoulder as he took the papers and flipped to the first page.

There she was, Lovina Vargas; frown and all. Did that girl ever smile? It was just a picture, and she obviously refused to for the camera.

What he wouldn't give to see her smile at him like she used to.

"Si?" his father's muffled voice rang in Antonio's ear.

"Padre! You know that meeting you were talking about?" he heard his father's booming laugh.

"So my little Toni wants to give it a shot eh?"

"Yes, I think this one's worth it."

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Hey everyone thanks for the reviews! I hope you enjoyed the chapter! I made it a tad bit longer and threw in some Antonio for you because i felt bad about the late update :3 I will update soon I promise! I have my road test tomorrow, so I'm going to need all the luck I can get~