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"My childhood was extremely lonely. I was dyslexic and lots of kids make fun of me. That experience made me tough inside, because you learn to quietly accept ridicule." - Tom Cruise

Four hour tests are hard to sit through if you're 'normal', at least I imagine they are. But when you have ADHD its that much harder to sit still and focus on the words you are reading or the numbers you are suppose to be combining. Instead, you want to get up and walk or talk or to just do something other than just sit there. Everyday I thank fate for not cursing me with ADHD as well as the dyslexia it already dumped on me. Alfred however was not lucky in that aspect. From what Maddie told me I'm sure his dyslexia wasn't that bad but that doesn't really bug him, it's his ADHD that put him in this class. I heard him silently humming to himself and moving in his desk and trying hard to focus but failing horribly. He used to be on a shit ton of medication which evened him out but after his mom and Maddie's dad got together, when Maddie and I were 8 and he was 9, they decided that Alfred didn't need the meds anymore and took him off them. Holy fuck, was that a mistake. That boy couldn't sit still long enough to pee even if he needed to. Yet his parents still insisted on keeping him drug free and Alfred suffered for that. He was yelled at by Ms. Kirkland about 17 times to stop moving. Alfred was the first one done. His hand shot in the air and Ms. Kirkland took her sweet time walking over to the boy. The second she took his test and told him he could go he jumped up from his desk, grabbed his bag and sprinted away. Shouting that he was the first one done and would see everyone tomorrow, and because of that earned Ms. Kirkland yelling at him as he ran away. I was the second one to finish. I was actually done before Alfred, but honestly who wants to be the first one done. I didn't look over my work, I never do, so I just raised my hand like Alfred had done. When Ms. Kirkland took my paper, I grabbed my bag and flung it over my shoulder ready to leave when she touched my wrist.

"I'm sorry we got off on the wrong foot today, Lovina. I hope that tomorrow we can simply forget this and start over." She said as she smiled. She had very straight teeth for a British woman but that didn't change my new found dislike for her

"I'm not coming back tomorrow." I saw Ms. Kirkland's smile drop off her face and her jaw locked. "I didn't want to come today and I sure as hell do not want to come tomorrow." She shook her head.

"You're as stubborn and angry as your father." That was a low blow, even for that woman. "I will see you tomorrow Lovina." I swore under my breathe and growled at the woman as I was leaving. She was as infuriating as me. Twisting words so that they missed you and then swung back around and hit you in the face like a boomerang; hurting you when you didn't expect it. She was clever and exuberant but somehow full of angst and wit. It was an amazing contradiction. Something that even I could admire.

Alfred was running around outside in front of the building and the stairs, stretching his legs and being as loud as he wanted to. He was honestly like a puppy you have left in a cage for more than an hour. I sat and watched him as he chased his invisible tail and began to climb the one tree in the lawn that the school had planted. After me it was Sakura who walked to the edge of the road and got into a black Toyota that pulled up. I couldn't help but notice Alfred watching her from a branch up in a tree that he had climbed. Next it was Luke, followed by Mathias who was bothering her. You could practically see the waves of anger rolling off of Luke as she stalked away doing her best to ignore the spiky haired blonde. They both climbed into a grey Ford and drove away. After those two came a group: Raivis, Eduard, and Torin were herded ahead of Ivan who was smiling wickedly. He led them over to a ice white Mercedes. Torin said something to Ivan and Ivan gave her a dirty look, as if he was reminding her he could end her existence before it truly began. But Torin stood her ground and clenched her fists, which actually surprised me because of what I had seen so far from this girl. Ivan pushed Raivis and Eduard in the car. He revved the engine and sped away, leaving Torin alone in the parking lot. She led out a breath she had been holding and unclenched her hands. It was a few minutes but I found out what she had wanted to wait for. Feliks came barreling out of the building shrieking,

"LEIT! YOU WAITED FOR ME!" He pulled the poor girl into a bone crushing hug. And even from this distance I could have sworn she blushed a deep shade of red. Even I, with my complete romantic obliviousness, could see what it meant. What Torin wanted. She had a reason not to be controlled by Ivan like the other two teens he completely terrorized. She had Feliks.

Just at that moment when I realized it all, Bella walked out of the building. I felt myself snarl at her presence, she would truly be the best of archenemies, I mean besides the stairs and obnoxious dogs that hate me, she was like the anti-Lovina.

"Goodbye Lovina. I will see you tomorrow," she said smiling then went down the stairs two steps at a time and got into an extremely shifty looking van, driven by a teen with the same blonde colored hair as her that was spiked up like Mathias' hair.

Only 3 out of the 4 idiots were still left taking the test. I figured they would come out at any second so I walked over and stood beneath Alfred's tree.

"Hey Alfred," I called up. He looked down at me. "Can you give me a ride back to your house."

"Got into a fight with your grandpa again?" I nodded. "Sure let me text my mom to let her know." He pulled his phone out of his jacket pocket, typing quickly then returning it back to its original pocket. "But I should warn you, Lovina, Francis is staying with me while his parents are in France. He is taking me, Antonio, and Gilbert back to my house. So if you wanna come with us you have to ask him."

Of course. Of fucking course. It has to be the one that hates me the most out of those four morons. I immediately began to plot and formulate ways I could convince the French teenager to give me a ride. Perhaps I could use Antonio to get to him. No, I don't want Toni to get the wrong idea, he was still an annoying idiot and I didn't want him to think he was more than that. I could hide in the trunk. No, it would be painful remaining in that position for that long. Perhaps I could hit on Gilbert or something. Then again that albino was far too arrogant for me to last five seconds with without hitting at the very least and would probably want to actually pursue something. I could always just threaten him. Yes, that was the best option for me. Then again I could always have Alfred ask for me.

"Alfred can you ask him for me, I don't think Francis likes me after what happened this morning." Alfred smiled and laughed losing his grip and almost falling out of the tree as he did so.

"Holy shit!" he quickly grabbed a branch before he fell and held on tight only inches from the ground. "That was a close one." He looked to me, "Yeah, that tends to happen when you grab someone and push them up against a wall." He dropped down from the branch to the ground. "Sure, I'll ask my cousin if he can give you a ride." Before I had a chance to ask about the last part of his statement the door opened with a bang.

All three of the idiots walked out. Talking and laughing and joking and hitting each other, like stereotypical teenage boys. It took them seconds to notice Alfred and I. Antonio froze for a second staring directly at me. He then sprinted across the field straight toward me, Gilbert and Francis walking slowly behind not caring about their friend, like he had done this all before.

"LOVI!" he said pulling me into a bone crushing hug. I pushed against his chest but resistance was futile. I was ensnared in his trap and would never get out of the tomato bastard's grip.

"ANTONIO! LET GO OF ME!" I shouted into his chest. He immediately let go. It surprised me how easy that was.

"Lo siento mi tomate!" he said blushing and putting a hand behind his head "I remember, no hugs. I'm just happy to see you."

"Clearly," I said watching as Gilbert and Francis walked up to Alfred and started talking. "You do realize, Tonio that I was in the same room as you for like 4 hours. There was only like what, 20 minutes when I wasn't there?"

"Well I thought you had left me Lovi. And without saying goodbye." He looked genuinely sad at that last part. HE WAS EXACTLY LIKE FELI. I cursed her name, the tomato bastard's name, and everyone who was as innocent and sweet as them.

"Well I didn't leave Toni." I said flatly looking down at the ground trying not to get sucked into his crazy world again. "and I might not for a while." I noticed the other three boys fighting, probably about whether or not I could come, but knowing Alfred I would probably end up going with them. Alfred was really persuasive when he wanted to be.

It took about 5 minutes for Alfred to win the argument, it was a new record for him. Francis reluctantly agreed to allow me to come as long as I stayed away from him. So we all piled into his hybrid. Francis driving, Alfred sitting shotgun, Gilbert and I with the window seats, and unfortunately, Toni sat in the middle. An hour of sitting next to that tomato bastard was something I wasn't prepared for so I just popped my earbuds in and pretended I was listening to music. It was surprisingly effective in having everyone leave me alone. The boys went on about whether or not Mrs. Kirkland was hot. Francis and Alfred both saying she was (though they both thought she was terrifying as all hell), Gilbert and Antonio saying she was pretty but they didn't think that she was 'hot'. Either way I completely zoned out and watched the highway rush away behind us. I eventually fell asleep. What? Don't judge me, I may have been in a car full of boys, but personally, I would rather catch up on the 5 hours of sleep my Nano denied me of by signing me up for that stupid class. So I rested my head against the window and drifted off into sleep.

"House. H-O-U-S-E. House," Basch said a smile on his usually expressionless face. Mr. V smiled at the little boy, proud of how far his student had come in the short two months that he had been his teacher.

"Very good Basch. You will continue to the next round." Mr. V checked his list to see which of his students would be spelling next.

"Lovina Vargas," he said. I sat up straight in my little second grade desk, feeling all the eyes of my classmates staring at the back of my head. I didn't want to spell, I knew I wouldn't be able to spell what ever word Mr. V was going to give me, but most of all I didn't want to give Sadik another reason to tease me. I had begged Nano to talk to Mr. V and see if he could let me skip the spelling bee, but Nano only said no and that if I couldn't spell then I should study.

"Lovina your word is 'Wednesday'," came Mr. V's voice cutting through all my second grade thoughts, scaring me thoroughly. This was it. I knew I could do it. I just needed to believe in myself.

"Wednesday. W-E-N-D-N-E-S-D-D-A-Y. Wednesday." Mr. V frowned at me, disappointed. I knew immediately I had spelled it wrong. I felt my face grow red as tears came to my eyes.

"Its alright Lovina. I'll give you another try, your next word is 'island'." I took a deep breath and tried to stop the tears in their tracks.

"Go on spell it, stupid girl," came a voice from the back of the classroom. I turned my head around and glared daggers at the little Turkish boy. He stared back at me and smiled, challenging me to prove him wrong. "I bet you can't spell it. You are too stupid to!"

"SADIK!" yelled Mr. V, "Stupid is not a nice word. That is another check next to your name. Any more and you will have no recess for a month." Sadik slouched back in his desk but his eyes still lit up waiting for me to crash and burn. Just like I always did. I faced forward again and looked at Mr. V.

"Island. I-L-A-D. Island," I said. Daring to hope, maybe for once Sadik wasn't right and that maybe I had spelled it right. One look at Mr. V's face told me I was as wrong as possible.

"I'm so sorry Lovina, but you are no longer in the spelling bee." I heard Sadik laughing loudly from the back. Other kids around him began to join in. I felt hot tears run down my face and drip onto my dark blue shirt.

"I told you she was stupid!" he shouted over all the laughter, "She can't even spell what a preschooler can!"

"SADIK!" Mr. V said, "That's it, no recess for a month!" Sadik was too busy laughing to care.

"I bet she's so stupid that she can't even spell her own name." I bit my lip and sat there quietly, nothing would get better from violence, I knew that. Sadik wasn't worth it. So I decided to take the high road.

"It's amazing that her sister is actually stupider than her…" That's when it all fell apart. With tears still warm on my cheeks, I jumped out of my desk and ran straight to the back of the room and to Sadik's desk. I smashed my fist across his face knocking him out of his desk.

"LOVINA!" I screamed, "L-O-V-I-N-A! LOVINA!" He stared at me open mouthed, amazed at what I had just done to him. Mr. V ran over as fast as he could.

"Lovina! What have you done? Get out of my classroom right now. Go directly to Mr. Oxenstierna's office." I shoved my fists into my pockets and stomped out of the room.

"Basch, take Sadik to the nurse's office," I heard Mr. V say as I slammed the door shut.

When I woke up there were tears on my face. I hadn't thought about that day in poor Mr. V's class in ages. I had gotten in so much trouble because of stupid Sadik. Nano had grounded me for a month and I wasn't allowed to go out to recess for the rest of the year. The only good thing was that Sadik finally left me alone. After I wiped away the tears I realized whose shoulder my head had been resting on. Toni looked at me concerned. Luckily Gilbert, Francis, and Alfred were still all talking and hadn't noticed a thing. I jerked my head off of his shoulder in an instant. He looked me directly in the eyes, he looked so worried, despite just meeting me that morning.

"Are you alright mi tomate? Bad dreams?" he asked me touching my shoulder, trying to provide a little comfort.

"I'm fine, bastard." He smiled at me that big toothy grin.

"There's my Lovi!" He said it so happily I didn't have the heart to correct him that time. He reached into his pocket and pulled something out. "Here," he said, handing me a pack of tissues with a little tomato on it. I pulled out one of the tissues and wiped the last of my tears. I went to give him the pack back but he just held his hands out in front of him stopping me from returning them.

"Keep them, I have many more at home. Someone as pretty as you should never have a reason to cry, but keep those just in case." I blushed and Tonio laughed. "You look like a tomato again Lovi."

"Oh shut it you Tomato Bastard," I said, but later muttered "thank you" under my breath as we pulled up to the Jones/ Williams household. Everyone immediately vacated the car and poured inside, looking forward to getting out of the close quarters we had been cramped into for so long. As much as those boys loved each other, I'm sure they all enjoyed their own space. So the boys went downstairs to play video games and I went upstairs to find Maddie.

Turkey: Sadik

Finland: Mr. V

Switzerland: Basch

Sweden: Mr. Oxensteirna

HI GUYS! I am infact alive. I've just been super busy. Studding for the SAT's and working has destroyed the little of a social life I actually developed over the summer and left me no free time, I also somehow got a job but it ended so more time to write. I will try to update quicker in the future. Please review!

~Alice