Gilbert's POV
Okay. So, hi. I'm Gilbert, I'm really awesome. Okay, this is going to sound really awkward and not awesome, but my boyfriend is invisible.
Yes, I'm gay, and yes, my boyfriend is invisible. Well, not technically, but no one ever sees him. I mean, they probably do, but just ignore it. He's not all that interesting to most people, but in my eyes, no one could stand out more. Well that just got fucking mushy, but who cares?
So, our little story begins with roll call. You're probably thinking, "What the fuck is this?" But just read on, you'll see.
I was in my French class, first day of school, sitting next to my brother Ludwig as the teacher, Mr. Musengwa, took attendance. I, like any other student, looked at every kid that raised their hand. When the teacher finished roll, I saw a kid sitting in the corner who hadn't been called. "Um sir-" I raised my hand. "You missed someone."
Mr. Musengwa looked surprised and scanned the room. "I did?" He asked. I nodded and said, "The kid in the back corner." I pointed. The kid looked up, surprised. He had blonde hair, with a strange curl poking out the front, and glasses perched on the bridge of his nose.
"Oh, um, sorry. What's your name?" The teacher asked. "Matthew...." He replied in a soft voice. Afterwards the teacher totally forgot about him. At one point, he asked a question and Matthew was the only one with his hand up, and the teacher asked, " No one knows the answer?" After class, I followed Matthew to his locker.
He had it open and I hid behind the door. When he closed it, I quietly yelled "Boo!" He jumped, startled. "Why do you act so surprised every time I communicate with you?" I asked him. "No one ever talks to me. And when they do, they think I'm my brother Alfred..." He was Canadian and had a really quiet voice, like someone had turned down the headphones volume on my iPod.
"Well, then I'll talk to you! I'm Gil, by the way." I held out my hand. "Matt." He grinned and shook my outstretched appendage. I smiled and offered to walk with him to his next class, which was also my next class. Fucking math. I hate math.
He sat down in a seat in the back and motioned for me to sit with him, smiling brightly. I obliged and the boredom began. "Today class we will be learning about..." I zoned out from the lesson and let my mind wander.
Gilbert Note: Little known fact at the time, but though I am popular with the ladies, I am gay, thus I wasn't really interested in women.
As my mind went off on it's own, purple flashed into my thoughts. Matthew's eye color purple. It was gorgeous, as if someone had poured purple dye into pure blue water, and then added black to the mix. I couldn't stop thinking about them, they were so captivating. "Il! Gil! Class is over." Matthew interrupted my thoughts. I looked around to see everyone leaving. "Oh, thanks Matth-" "Mattie bro!" I was cut off by an American accent, followed by Matthew being hugged tightly by a guy who looked similar to him. "I'm guessing this is Alfred?" I asked the Canadian.
"Hi I'm Alfred who are you dude?" The American asked, a weird piece of hair sticking up from the rest. "I'm the awesome Gil!" Matthew laughed a little bit. "ALFRED FREEDOM JONES GET YOUR BLOODY ASS OVER HERE RIGHT NOW." Alfred winced and looked to the door where Arthur, a blonde British guy with really large eyebrows, was standing, fuming mad. Alfred mumbled a goodbye and ran to the him.
"They're so going off to make out." Matthew commented. I nodded. Matthew had told me before that his brother and Arthur had been dating for a few months now. "So... You're okay with them dating?" I asked my little Canadian friend. "Yeah, I'm bisexual so I couldn't care less." I nodded in approval. I felt kind of mysteriously happy too, but I'll look into it later. During lunch, I kidnapped Matthew's phone and put my number in without him noticing. When I returned it, he was confused, so I told him he really needed to put a lock on it. "If we're gonna be awesome friends, we need each other's awesome phone numbers!" I unlocked my phone and handed it to Matthew. When he returned it, I had a new contact labeled "Invisible Boy." I personally had made mine, "The Awesome Gil."
Time Skip
After School
My phone chirped as I hopped off my Harley Davidson, signaling I had a text.
Invisible Boy:
Hey Gil. Watcha doin?
(A/N Reference anyone)
I replied back,
Just got off my motorcycle and headed inside, you?
Invisible Boy:
Hanging with my polar bear Kumajirou. (Attached File)
A living polar bear. Anyways, we chatted while i did my homework, and soon we both went to sleep. When I woke up, I had a text from my friend Antonio.
TomatoMan:
Party at Francis's, invite only, Saturday at 7 BTT gets a +1, u there?
I replied.
I'm in.
Then I texted Matthew.
Hey there's this party on Saturday at 7, it's invite only, but Ihave a +1, come with?
I waited a bit, a long bit mind you, but soon my phone chirped again.
Invisible Boy:
Okay. If there will be food, I shall go.
