The First Day

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This was it, this was Mathias's first day. 

Eagerly grabbing his books and stuffing them into his bag. The teen from Denmark happily paraded out of his bedroom and downstairs to his kitchen to eat a quick breakfast of rye bread with jam and a cup of coffee before hurrying out and walking to his new school.  

The building itself was nice, the school seemed to be 2 or 3 stories high with a large clock-tower near the middle. As he walked closer he could make out various groups of other students chatting and exchanging words, some just ignoring others and walking straight inside. Out of the corner of his eye the dane could easily make out the sight of two obvious twins speaking in what he could guess what Italian. One had chocolate brown hair with a curl  whilst the other lighter brown hair with the same curl on the other side of his head. Mathias made a move to go talk to them but before he could they had gone up to a group of others to chat. It was odd, the group they went up to was a group of 4 people before they joined, all male. One an albino with piercing red eyes who seemed to snicker at everything the twins had to say and a taller blond with his hair slicked back remaining silent as he eyed one of the twins. He shrugged it off and walked up to a nearby sign which he guessed to be the map and look for where the office was to get his schedule and hopefully help to where his first class was. A bit of searching over the various  buildings and he finally found his destination, only about a 5 minute walk from him. 

Off he went, the office was in the main building, in front of the clock-tower. as he walked closer he was paused by the frightening sound of an engine revving, Mathias looked back to see 2 blonds get off of a pair of motorcycles followed by a younger whitish-blond haired. From a distance, the first man who caught his eye had violet eyes. This and his hair which had draped over the side of his head with one side shaved, he wore torn black jeans and a black leather jacket from what he could guess. A shine of light caught his eye as the man got off his motorcycle to show a cross hair pin in his hair. From that first minute or so of staring at him, Mathias could tell he was head over heels for the guy.  Accompanied with him was a shorter man, he had the same purple eyes but lighter hair. Unlike the taller man he rode on the motorcycle with, he dressed in more normal clothing: a brown coat, white shirt and jeans with boots on. He hadnt been able to catch a good glimpse at the other man with them as when he went to look he was gone. Mathias shrugged them off and walked into the office after catching his thoughts. As soon as he was in he was greeted with a warm smile from the lady sitting at the desk "Hej, i uh....i'm new i was wondering if you had my schedule here?" he spoke up to her before adjusting his glasses. The lady nodded "oh yes of course! You must be Mathias, right?" She asked happily as she leaned over and dug through a file cabinet before pulling out a piece of paper and turning back to get her nod in reply. She handed him the paper and he gladly accepted, stuffing it into his bag after examining his classes. Mathias had typical classes you'd expect; Literature, Math, Science, and history. "Is there anything else you need?" The lady asked as she got back in her seat at the desk. He had nodded again just quicker "Oh ja, i was wondering if you could help me find my first class?" he wasnt expecting her to do very much, probably just point him in the direction and send him on his way but oh no. Instead, she motioned over to a tall student sitting in the chairs in the office "of course, I'm sure Berwald wouldnt mind showing you." she smiled over at him who just grunted and stood up. He seemed friendly. He wore a nice tan t-shirt with a darker tan pair of pants and a pair of glasses. The man walked over to him before mumbling "'m Berwald." to him and motioning for him to follow him out of the office. Mathias called out a "thank you!" to the lady at the desk before quickly stumbling behind him as he caught up.

His first class was History and surprisingly it wasnt very far. The class was relatively large compared to his old classrooms, probably double the size seat wise and almost triple the size size-wise. He walked around the empty room as Berwald walked away leaving him there for a bit examining the shelves of books and various desks sat facing the front of the room which laid a long whiteboard stretching across the olive green walls. Mathias was interrupted by a cough from behind to turn around and come face to face with a tall gentleman. He guessed this to be the history teacher. "and...you are?" the man mumbled in a very thick german accent. The accent kinda scared Mathias to be honest  but he mustered up the courage to speak up "I'm Mathias, i-i just moved here and i wanted to see my first class! S-sorry." he chuckled nervously, scratching the back of his head slightly embarrassed and adjusting his glasses again. The other just sighed and nodded "Alright i've been expecting you, i'm Mr. Beilschmidt." Mathias looked him over , he wore a nice suit though it wasnt too fancy for a classroom. Mr. Beilschmidt had long straight golden hair almost the same colour as that one student he saw outside eyeing the twins. "Well you can just take a seat anywhere, class starts in 6 minutes so students should be filling in gradually." he grumbled and walked over to his desk to sort out his papers and look through his email. Mathias nodded and strolled around before taking a seat at one of the wooden table meant for 3 to sit at at the front of the classroom. As the teacher had said, only a minute or so later students had started to pile in. The twins he saw earlier walked in, taking up their own table with another student sitting between them. The man sitting between them had dusty brown hair and light green eyes and from the looks of it was flirting with one of the twins as the other one got his stuff ready for class. 



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