Alfred fixed his orange wig. "Hey Mattie how do I look?" he asked.
Matthew put contacts in. "With your eyes Alfred." He fixed his tie.
Alfred rolled his eyes, which already had contacts in. "I swear to Doitsu Mattie, you are getting more and more sarcastic each day. Am I that bad an influence."
Matthew smirked. "You and Gilbert both."
Alfred hopped up onto the counter and used it as a seat. "I need to get something back from this symbiotic relationship, it needs to be mutual." Alfred over exaggerated his thinking. "Hmmm, maybe you could teach me some French swear words!"
"Non, Papa would never allow that!" Matthew shook his head and tied his tie.
Alfred pouted a little then immediately perked up. "We're going to have so much fun at the dance. Dancing, basketball, food, pizza!" Alfred drooled. "It's going to be spectacular!"
"It sounds fun." Matthew replied, already used to his brother's ability to change moods so quickly. "Ready?"
"Ready," Alfred replied.
Matthew plugged his ears.
"ARRRRRRRRRTIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE, WE'RE READY TO GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Alfred screamed.
Matthew heard Arthur's footsteps coming down the stairs. "Alfred no yelling in the house." Arthur grabbed his keys and camera. "One quick picture please?"
Alfred rolled his eyes. "Okay one picture. Only one."
Matthew and Alfred stood next to each other and smiled for the camera.
"Artie I think that was more than one," Alfred said through gritted teeth.
"You keep on moving so I have to take more." Arthur snapped a few more pictures.
After what felt like forever to Alfred, Arthur finished taking pictures and drove them to the school dance. Arthur pulled around in front of the old school, where giant oak doors let students in.
Alfred ran up the stairs, holding Matthew high above his head. "This is going to be awesome! Think of all the free food we're gonna get." Alfred kicked open the gym doors and everybody stared at them. "Don't worry guys the party has officially started!" Alfred set Matthew down and made a beeline for the pizza table.
Matthew, however was left in the stares of everybody else. He started to sweat, his extreme shyness kept him from enjoying being the center of attention. Luckily he was saved by a certain albino.
"Kesesese Matthew, where have you been?" Gilbert dragged him out of the spotlight.
"Thanks Gilbert."
People went back to what they were doing before.
"Anytime, so did you have awesome parties like this in Canada?" Gilbert asked.
Matthew smiled and hugged Gilbert.
"W-what?" Gilbert looked around confused. Antonio gave him a thumbs up. He blushed a lot.
"You got it right! Alfred always calls in Canadia or forgets that I'm not American, but you got it right." Canada released Gilbert a large blush spread across. One may not have guessed, but Matthew had the biggest crush on Gilbert ever. Yet, he wasn't even sure if Gilbert liked boys, he might ruin their friendship if he confessed his true feelings.
Gilbert returned to his normal attitude. "Well of course I did I'm awesome!" Though the blush was still present on him.
They both stood there awkwardly for a second.
"Well we had parties in Canada, but never like this. I don't know what's going on here." Matthew looked at his feet.
"It's fine." Gilbert dismissed his worries with a wave of his hand. "Nobody does, you just go with the flow."
"Oh really?" Matthew asked. "I thought that it was common knowledge. Everybody seems to know what they're doing here."
Gilbert laughed. "In America there are four types of people at a party."
He pointed towards Alfred. "The people taking advantage of free food, generally they have a good time."
"The people dancing, tend to have fun," Gilbert said, "Unless they're only there because their friends forced them to have fun and are too scared to go off the dance floor."
Gilbert grimaced in the direction of some people being forced on the dance floor.
"That isn't fun at all."
Matthew laughed nervously. "That would probably be me then."
Gilbert looked at Matthew. "Don't say that, I'll make sure you have fun."
"Anyways, next is the people that don't even bother trying to dance and stick to playing basketball in the corner." Gilbert pointed to some people playing a scarily intense game of three on three basketball.
"What's the fourth type?" Matthew asked.
Gilbert blushed. "The couples."
"Oh." Matthew started blushing too.
They both stood against the wall blushing uncontrollably.
Some random kid passed them. "Just kiss already!" He yelled at them.
"Hey!" Gilbert yelled at the boy. "Stop picking on me and being unawesome."
Gilbert's face was blood red.
"Don't pick on me just because I like boys," Gilbert mumbled.
Matthew's heart leaped. Gilbert likes boys? Matthew thought. Maybe I have a chance after all.
"Do you mind?" Gilbert's face was still bright red, a side affect of being albino. He rubbed the back of his head, clearly embarrassed. "That I like guys, do you?"
Matthew wanted to hug his crush, seeing him with so little confidence and unsure, but he knew it wasn't the time.
He instead shook his head. "Off course not, I'm gay too."
Now Matthew was the one blushing.
"I just didn't know when the right time to tell you would be."
"As I said," The kid walked by again. " just kiss already."
"Go away hoser." Matthew snapped.
The kid darted away.
"Hehe, calm down dude, you're scary when you're mad." Gilbert nervously laughed.
"You should see me when I'm playing hockey." Matthew joked.
"So," Gilbert shifted on his feet. "do you want to go to the dance with me, I mean we're already here, but you know. You don't have to if you don't want, it's just an offer..." Gilbert rambled.
Matthew beamed. "I would love to."
"So how was the dance boys?" Arthur asked as the twins climbed into the back seat of the car.
"It was awesome! I had so much food that I think I'm going to throw up!" Alfred did a fist pump then grabbed a plastic bag from under the seat.
Arthur shook his head. "I told you not to eat to much."
He sighed.
"How was it for you Matthew?"
Matthew stared at Gilbert waving bye to him. "I think I have a boyfriend now."
"DUDE! Give me details now!"
Hello Hetafan here. Sorry if this chapter isn't really good, I'm sick and I don't feel well. Anyways, please check out my other story The Mansion, I wrote it for English for a short story project and it turned out not so short. The boy next to me wrote a paragraph, I wrote 11 pages... I have been called insane for writing that much. My friends have been reading it and they all call it "Name's Demented Story for English" when they talk about it.
So please review, I love it when you do, it makes my day. Bye until next time!
