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Chapter Two: The Fabulous Lunch
"Falling in love is awfully simple, but falling out of love is simply awful."
-Anonymous
In his second period, Arthur met Alfred's twin brother, Matthew. They looked almost exactly alike, but Matthew's hair was a bit longer and wavy, his eyes were a soft shade of violet, and his glasses were round. Despite their similar appearances, Alfred and Matthew were polar opposites. Matthew was quiet, shy and sweet. He didn't speak out of turn and was often seen with two things. His stuffed polar bear Kumajiro, and his loud-mouth, narcissistic albino boyfriend Gilbert. Arthur met him (and Gilbert) in Gym.
"Hi, you're Arthur, right?" Matthew asked quietly, smiling at Arthur. The British boy smiled in return and nodded. "I'm Matthew, Alfred's brother. He wouldn't stop talking about you in second period," He said. Arthur gulped.
"Talking about me?" He squeaked.
"Mmhmm, he really likes you," Matthew mused.
Alfred blushed. Alfred had only just met him for goodness sake! Arthur had dated a girl for two weeks and never really liked her. Americans are so weird…
"Hey! Mattie!" A voice echoed through the gym. That voice reminded Arthur of someone. Matthew grimaced and visibly braced himself. Arthur was about to ask why when a tall boy with white hair tackled Matthew to the ground in a hug. Arthur stared at them in shock.
"Maaaaattie~" the white-haired boy whined, nuzzling his noes against Matthew's neck, "You left me and I missed you!" Matthew rolled his eyes.
"I was gone two minutes, Gil," He said in an exasperated tone.
"Two minutes too long," Gilbert huffed. He released Matthew and helped him up. Then he turned toward Arthur suddenly, making the blonde jump. "Hey, I'm Gilbert, but you can call me Awesome," He said with a cocky grin. Matthew mouthed the word 'Idiot' behind Gilbert's back.
"Arthur, it's a pleasure," Arthur replied unsurely. Gilbert nodded and turned back to Matthew.
"Francis wants to go eat after school; Antonio and Lovi are going too. You wanna come?" he asked.
Matthew's pondered for a second, petting Kumajiro's head thoughtfully. "Alright," he said finally, "But Alfred will have to come too. Do you want to go Arthur? It'll be fun."
Arthur debated in his head for a minute before finally agreeing to go. He wasn't sure if he was excited or horrified.
…..
The rest of the day passed far too quickly for Arthur's liking. It was a whirlwind of classes, Alfred talking and asking for kisses, and avoiding Francis at all costs. By the time the final bell rang he was ready to go home and take a nap. However, it didn't seem like he'd be allowed to do so.
"Arthur! Come on, let's go eat!" Alfred said happily, grabbing Arthur and pulling him into a bear hug as soon as the smaller boy exited his last class. Arthur blushed and hid his face in Alfred's chest.
"Alfred," he said, half-heartedly pushing Alfred away, "People are watching!" Alfred looked up and shrugged, not loosening his arms from around Arthur.
"So," the taller blonde said, smirking at Arthur and relishing in the pinkness that came to Arthur's cheeks when he did, "Now people will know you belong to me." Arthur really did shove him away this time. Alfred grinned, slinking one arm around Arthur's shoulders and leading him toward the school parking lot.
"Toni's gonna drive us," Alfred said, looking around for his brother. They spotted Matthew sucking face with Gilbert in a secluded area near the front gate. Of course, being Matthew's older brother (by two minutes), Alfred had to interfere. "Geez Mattie, why don't you just bite off his head?" Alfred said loudly, making Matthew and Gilbert jump. Matthew saw his brother and quickly pushed Gilbert backwards.
"Don't tell mom," he pleaded, looking up at his brother hopefully. Alfred shrugged.
"I won't, but don't do that in public. It's bad for your health," Alfred replied. Matthew resisted the urge to punch his brother in the face. Gilbert interrupted before anyone got violent.
"Alright, enough with the brotherly love, Toni's waiting for us and I don't want Lovi bitching me out for being late again," He said, grabbing Matthew's hand and pulling him past the gates. Alfred and Arthur followed.
…
"What took you all so long," An angry boy with dark brown hair and amber eyes asked, arms crossed tightly over his chest. One stray curl stuck out from the rest of his hair, bouncing slightly when he shifted. Gilbert raised his hands in surrender and Matthew and Alfred smiled sheepishly. Arthur was confused. A second boy climbed into the driver's seat and noticed the other boy glaring daggers at the four in the back.
"Ah, Lovi, relax," the boy said. He had dark brown hair as well, but it was sort of curly and his eyes were a forest green like Arthur's. Lovino turned and glared at him.
"I've been waiting in your damn car for fifteen minutes, you bastard. Don't tell me to relax," He snapped, sinking back into his seat with a half scowl half pout. The other boy beamed at him for a moment before turning to the back seat.
"Where's Francis?" He asked Gil, barely noticing the Frenchman's absence. Gilbert shrugged.
"I don't know, he said something about bringing a girl or whatever," Gilbert replied, looking out the window, "Hey, Toni, if he does bring a chick how are we all gonna fit in your tiny ass car?" Antonio thought for a second.
"Well, I guess you're going to have to lap it," He said, starting up the car to turn on the air-conditioning. Gilbert lifted Matthew up onto his lap, to which Matthew squeaked in surprise. Alfred then looked at Arthur hopefully. With a roll of his green eyes, Arthur allowed Alfred to lift him up and set him on his lap. Just as he was making himself comfortable (which was hard to do because Alfred had his arms a bit too close to his belt and was breathing on his neck) the car door opened again.
A girl about their age smiled at them. She had long brown hair tied into two low ponytails on either side of her head with red ribbon. Her skin was slightly tanned and she had huge, sparkling brown eyes. "Hello," She said sweetly, "I'm Seychelles, Francis's friend. I hope you all don't mind me tagging along."
Antonio smiled at her from the driver's seat and Matthew said, "Oh not at all." Francis stepped in front of her, nodding hello to everyone (except for Lovino and Alfred who were glaring at him) and sat down. Seychelles then hopped up and sat on his lap. Seychelles, Arthur thought to himself, ignoring the lips on his neck, I think I went there on holiday once…
The drive to the restaurant was relatively short. Antonio walked around and got the door for Lovino, who protested and said that he could get it himself, he wasn't a girl. Alfred seemed reluctant on letting Arthur off his lap, but released him anyways. They walked into the restaurant and asked for a table for eight, much to the waitress's dislike.
While they were waiting, Alfred and Francis got into an argument, leaving Seychelles and Arthur to stand by themselves over to the side. "So," Seychelles said, not wanting to stand in silence forever, "You're from England?"
Arthur nodded, smiling slightly. "Yes, I just moved here last week," He said. Seychelles eyes widened.
"Wow, it must be stressful, so," She said, eyes flickering over to Alfred and Francis, whose argument was becoming more heated. "Do you like anyone?" Arthur blushed.
"W-what? No of course not! I-" He said defensively, but was cut off by the waitress.
"Your table is right over here, follow me," She said, walking into the dining room of the restaurant. Arthur followed, straying away from Seychelles and staying close at Alfred's side.
They all sat down at a large round table, Alfred scrambling for the seat next to Arthur and asking the waitress for a kid's menu so he could color. Arthur hid behind the menu, but couldn't help but peek over the edge. Antonio and Lovino were sitting on the side opposite him, Antonio whispering something into Lovino's ear and making him blush. Next to them were Gilbert and Matthew, looking over one menu, their heads close together. Then there were Seychelles and Francis, who seemed to be chatting happily. And of course, Alfred was next to him, furiously scribbling something in green crayon on his menu. Arthur suddenly felt that if these people were his friends, maybe the next three years of high school wouldn't be too terrible.
End Chapter Two
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Disclaimed.
By Elizabethsickkk
Thank you for reading.