Antonio:

As I got into the school yard, I was suddenly tackled by two bodies. "Wha-" My head hit the ground and I sat up. "Owww..." "Hey are you Antonio?" One of the boys asked. He was obviously albino and was sitting on the ground in front of me. He was wearing a green T-shirt that read, "AWESOME ALERT" on the front. I nodded. "Si...?" The other boy, a blonde with a small stubble and blue eyes, introduced them.

"Bonjour~ my name is Francis, and this is Gilbert." He spoke in a thick French accent. The albino, Gilbert, smiled widely. "We want you to join our AWESOME group!" I looked at then strangely, what is with these guys? Francis nodded. "We are called the Bad Touch Duo, and we'd like you to make it the Bad Touch Trio!" He said, smiling softly. I smiled. They looked fun enough. "I must warn you-" I started, grinning at them. "I'm very, let's say, sensitive, to beautiful things." I paused, letting them think about it. "Awesome!" Gilbert exclaimed, glomping me. "Same with us! Come on, let's compare our schedules!" I noticed he had a German accent. It turned out we had almost every class together.

"Well, the Awesome Bad Touch Duo has officially become the Awesome Bad Touch Trio!" Gilbert announced, laughing. He, like myself, had a very strange laugh. "Kesesesese!" Francis's eyes suddenly widened. "You okay Francis?" Gilbert asked. Francis looked at me. "We forgot to check his laugh." Gilbert's face dropped. "Oh the laugh." He also looked at me. I took a step back, confused. "Wha-" They started tickling me. "Fusosososososososososososososo!!" I laughed, rolling around on the floor. Francis grinned. "He's in."

Lovino:

I was sitting in my second period, next to my idiot fratello. Suddenly the door opened and in walked; the Bad Touch Du-wait, Threesome? Some other guy was standing with them, grinning. "The Bad Touch Trio is here!" Their leader, Gilbert, announced. The teacher, Mr. Ackerman, scowled. "Tch. You brats are ten minutes late." The new member frowned. Francis grinned. "Monsieur Ackerman~, we are terribly sorry, we were stopped by some belles asking for directions and we just had to help them~" Mr. Ackerman's scowl lifted the slightest little bit. Obviously he gets points for being French in a French class. I sat back and felt a poke on my shoulder. I turned to see Feli looking at me. "Ludwig says the albino one is his brother." He whispered. I scowled. "Your soulmate is his brother? I officially don't approve." Feliciano pouted. "That's mean Lovi." I looked down at my books, ignoring my fratello's pleas.

()()() AFTER CLASS ()()()

"Ve~, fratello? I'm gonna go eat with Ludwig, is that okay?" I crossed my arms. "Whatever." Before the blonde walked away, I grabbed his arm. He turned around and looked back at me, confused. "Yes?" I looked down. "If you hurt Feliciano, I will rip out your spine and shove the end up your ass, ya hear?" He nodded. "J-ja..." I smirked as the German blonde walked away. I turned around and grabbed my food, heading to the library where I usually eat. On my way there, I turned a corner and- CRASH. I looked down, starting to clean up my mess. "I'm sorry." I apologized, picking up my tomato. He spoke after a moment. "It's okay." I looked up to see eyes like emeralds with the sun behind them. I think I died inside.