-Warning! Some swearing is in this chapter-
Alfred's POV
He freaked the fuck out. And I really want to know why. Although... It's none of my business. I sighed and say back in my chair. It was the end of the lesson, and Arthur was packing up his things. I began to hum the song 'Hero' by Skillet to myself.
"A hero's not afraid to give his life,
A hero's gonna save me just in time."Hehe. Good song. Arthur walked back over to me, and I stopped humming and looked at him.
"I'm uh, going to need the extra practice." He said, rubbing the back of his head.
I smiled at him and stood up.
"Wanna get together after school?" I asked.
He nodded. I grinned at him and turned.
"Great!"
He sighed.
"My place?" He offered.
I nodded.
"Okay. Meet you by the front gates and we'll just go?" He nodded and began to leave the classroom.
I waved to him and he waved back.
"See you later, Artie!"
Arthur's POV
First problem: how do I get that git to stop calling me Artie? Problem two: my mother. She still has the occasional problem of calling me Alice so... Hm what to do? I pulled out my phone and decided to call my mum at her work.
"Hello?"
I bit my lip.
"Hello miss, I'm looking for my mother?"
I heard a sigh on the other end of the phone, and a few taps.
"First off kid, I have a name, and it's Maura. Next, what's her name?"
"Kirkland." I answered.
I heard a loud pop.
"Kay. I'll connect you to her now."
There was a loud clock, then a shout of 'thanks Maura!' Before mum picked up.
"Alice! What is it you need?"
I sighed and rubbed my forehead.
"I have a... Friend coming over. I need you to stop calling me Alice."
I heard my mum gasp.
"A friend?! Already? Is it a boy? Is he cute?" Came the rapid fire.
I felt my face turn hot. Well... I guess you can't deny that Alfred was cute. Only a little.
"Muum." I whined. Then I sighed. "And if you must know, yes he is." I murmured.
I heard my mum snicker.
"Oooh go you." Her comment made me blush harder. "And I've got some good news for you. Me and your dad need to stay back late. It'll only be you and Allistor. And this new friend."
I sighed in relief.
"Okay. Thanks mum."
"No worries, Artie. Have fun tonight! Don't let Allistor bother you too much."
I hung up the phone and went to my next class in a considerably better mood.
Drama. God I hate this class, but I guess I am good at dramatics. Like when I threw someone over my shoulder in a chokehold when they startled me... Hehe sorry Allistor... I got stuck with the American Idiot again, him on one side of me and the perverted French Fry on the other. By the time the first ten minutes had past, it had taken all my restraint not to punch that perverted smirk right of his pretty little head. When the teacher called for us to get into partners, Frenchie put an arm around my shoulders. I sighed and grabbed one of his fingers between my forefinger and thumb before removing it off my shoulder and dropping it on his lap.
"Ohhh, harsh, mon ami." He grinned at me.
I stood up and walked across the room to avoid both Francis and Alfred and sat next to... Cmon you can get his name... It starts with M... Matthew! Anyway, I sat next to Matthew, and he looked slightly surprised.
"Hello Arthur."
I shrugged and sighed.
"Hello, Matthew."
He smiled and looked towards Alfred and Francis.
"They annoying you, eh?" He asked.
I nodded and sighed again. He laughed quietly and pulled his shirt down a little.
"Its worse when you're related to them."
I looked at him, a little stunned. He smiled at me, saying something in very fluent French that I couldn't understand.
"He's my cousin."
I winced and frowned.
"Oooh. I'm so sorry."
He laughed and uncapped his pen, opening his notebook.
"Well, usually I work with Lovino, but..." He looked around. "He hasn't shown up. But I know what sort of actor he is... So give me some ideas. Something that'll give me a clue to you."
He looked at me attentively. I told him the sort of productions I'd been in, the roles I'd played, etcetera. He nodded and jotted down notes. When he had obviously gotten what he wanted, he closed the book and out down his pen.
"So how about we..." He launched into a detailed description of the act we were supposed to do. I just nodded along.
We killed it anyway, so I didn't really have to listen.
-Aaaah finally I've updated I hope you still love me omg. Annywho, next chapter will be a little hanging out because no homework will actually be done because... A reason. 👿👿 Sly smirk. Anyway, see you guys later!!
Kieran 👉😎👉
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CasualeArthur Kirkland has transferred into eleventh grade at Alfred's school. With his slightly messy blonde hair and bright green eyes, he's easily one of the hottest guys in school. But who is Arthur really? And who is 'Alice'?