Arthur stomped into the classroom and sat in his usual seat. Dropping his bag on the floor he sat in the corner with a huff. He rested his head in his hands thought about nothing in particular. The seconded bell rung and the teacher started to talk about chemical reactions. Francis waltzed in, looking as smug as ever, and sat down at the table in front of Arthur. Grumbling to himself, Arthur took out his notebook and began jotting down notes. About ten minuets into the class, the door opened with a bang. There stood a panting Alfred.

"S-SORRY! sorry ......I'm late!" Alfred said between gasps.

Alfred's face was flushed red. Sweat starting to bead on his forehead. Exhausted, Alfred shuffled to the back of the room. Looking up, Alfred noticed Arthur sitting, eyes wide, brows raised. -haha, he looks so confused, cute~- Alfred went to the free seat next to Arthur and plopped down. He rested his head in his arms, and realized something. -WAIT. cute? He's cute? PFFFT! Yeah right!- Alfred's chuckles were muffled by his arms. He felt a pencil poke his shoulder, he lifted his head to look up at the green eyes that were Arthur's.

Worried, Arthur asked if Alfred was alright. Alfred sat up and laughed softly. "Nah, I'm...okay."

Arthur's eyebrows furrowed. "Are you sure? You came in here looking like you were being chased by a monster." He hushed.

"Heh, well. If it was a monster, I would have fought it off!" He exclaimed. Arthur, still not convinced, decided to drop it.

The two boys turned to the teacher. "Okay guys!! We have a lab day! We are going to see what happens, and how you can tell whether something has glucose in it. Now, what's the first thing we need to do? Clean the station, it's the most important thing." The teacher rambled about the instructions as Alfred zoned out again. "Okay, choose a partner. I'll leave you to it! Ask any questions if you are confused." The teacher went out of the room. Something about the printer...

Arthur turned to the other, waiting for him to ask him to be his lab partner. Kids moved around talked and sat with their friend. Alfred was still zoning out. Arthur cleared his throat to gain the Americans attention, but to no avail. Arthur sighed and was about to ask Alfred, when a hand was put on his shoulder. Arthur looked up to meet the dirty Frenchman's beard.

"Ugh get your gerbil face away from me, you bastard!"

The sudden shouting jolted Alfred out of his dream like state. He looked up to see Arthur looking quite unhappy... "Hey Artie, what's wrong?" He asked, concerned. Arthur spoke in an irritated tone.

"What's wrong is this...THING... exists!" Arthur gestured to Francis. "OI! My name isn't Artie!" He added.

Francis smirked. " oho, mon cheri, I was only going to ask you if you wanted to be my lab partner?"

Arthur scoffed at him, crossing his arms and turning away. "Pfft, as if I would pair with you!"

"Arthur! You cannot deny your love for me!" Francis went in for a hug.

Arthur, quick to respond, punched him dead in the nose. "Don't touch me you bloody cresaunt stuffer! Go choke on a piss soaked bagget and die!!!"

Francis writhed in pain on the floor before laughing nervously, and running away to go pair himself with the annoying albino kid. Arthur sighed and wiped his fist on his shirt. Alfred's jaw was wide open. "ho...ly....SHIT! Dude that was the most epic thing I've ever seen! Hahhaa! You should of seen the pathetic look on face!" Alfred bent over in his seat, holding his stomach that rumbled with endless laughter. When he caught his breath he stood up and grinned at him. "So Arthur? You want to be my lab partner?"

Arthur replied "Took you long enough, git. Everybody else is already taken! I have no choice...I suppose."

Alfred laughed, putting his hand on Arthur's shoulder. "Haha, yeah I guess your right. But I'm glad. I wouldn't want it any other way!" Alfred got up to get the materials for the lab. Arthur sat there, hiding a smile. Feeling the ghost of the Americans hand on his shoulder.

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-writer- HIII! So I kinda need feedback. Yeah. So please comment, I need to know if I should keep going, even if it's for one person.