First Sight Falling; Spamano

Chapter Four~

Sorry I haven't updated in a while. I got alot of stupid math and language arts homework, so yeah shoot me now.

But yeah here you guys go another chapter.

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Chapter 4; Learning more means giving more

POV; Lovino~

Walking through school was like walking through hell, while the devil broke your ribs over and over again. I felt like absolute and complete shit.

I guess it was okay though since all the ladys would ask if I was okay. "Lovino are you sure you'll be okay?" A close friend named Bella asked me. She was a pretty Belgian senior.

"Sí, no need to worry raggaza's. Now hurry and get to class or you'll be late." I told them.

They all flooded out of my class, giggling and talking. I turned my attention to the front, talking notes as my teacher stood up talking.

"Vargas. I'd like you to stay after class" The class room filled with 'ooos' as my immature peers teased me. I rolled my eyes, but nodded at her knowingly.

After the long hour the bell rung and teens flooded out of class leaving me behind.

"Yes Ms. Meerman," I walked up to her desk. "what did you need?" She looked up at me. "Lovino I'm very proud of you in this class, but not so much your brother" I raised a brow, that wasn't usual heard. "Oh?" I questioned.

"Even though he's in advance Algebra with you and he's a freshman, he's falling terribly behind. I need you to tutor him Lovino." My eye's widen. Me!?! I was better than my brother at something! I nodded heading out the door smiling.

"Oh it's my cute little Romano!" A vocie spoke out. My eye's widen in terror. Oh no! Not him! I turned around to see Francis. "Ahhhh Francis!" He wraped me into a hug.

"Oh tu es si belle Romano!" I headbutted him. "Get off-a me creep!" I yelled cheeks flaring red. "Franny stop harassing Lovi" A Spanish vocie came. I immediately ran to Antonio and coward into him from the wine bastardo.

Antonio hugged me, which made my cheeks even more bright red. "Ow!" I squeaked out in pain from my throbbing ribs. Antonio immediately recalled back surprised and shock that he'd hurt me. "I'm sorry Roma! Are you okay???" I blushed. I really needed to stop being weak.

"Fine." I said. "No I can see pain in your eyes." I cursed, was I really that see through?

"Fratello has a broken rib and a fractured one." My little brother came. "Hey Venezaino why don't you shut the fuck up and not tell my business stupido!" I growled out.

He flinched. "Sorry Romano."

"Feli, we need to get to history." My fratello's friends vocie came behind him. Oh no. Not potato bastard. I scowled at him, my scowl was so nasty that it would make a thousands of soldiers drop dead.

"Stay the fuck away from my brother or I gut you like the stupid ass fish you are potato face." I spat. My little brother wined.

"Bye guys!" He said turning around walking with the stupid German.

I looked at the clock and groaned, I had fucking science; a class that I sucked balls in. "Fuck my life, I'm late." I growled out. Why can't one thing go right? I never hurt anyone before..... Okay okay once, but the stupid ugly shit head squished my tomato...

"I'll walk you!" Came Antonio's voice, wrapping an arm around my waist.

"CHIIIIIGIIIII!"

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"My head still hurts Lovi."

Me and Toni were walking to his house, earlier I had head-butted him. And no I didn't feel bad..... Okay maybe a little.

We reached a bright yellow house with red tulips around the house. No wonder why this guy was so fucking happy,.I mean look at his house. "You coming mi tomate?" I snapped out of my thoughts, ignoring what he called me and headed in with him.

" Hola mamá, estás en tu casa?" He called out in his sexy Spanish accent.... I never said that. " Sí, mi niño, I'm in the cocina~" Came a women with a beautiful voice.

"Mama, I brought over a friend, That's not Francis or Gil." I could hear her giggle. Then the women came out of the kitchen, wearing a beautiful pink sun dress and a white apron. She had lighter skin than Antonio, but was still tanner than me. She had light bright brown eyes and long brown hair the same color as Antonio.

"Hola, I'm Daniella. Antonio's mama, you are?" She said happily.

I out on smile, the one all the girls die for. My nonno calls it the Vargas charm. "Lovino Vargas, nice to meet you bella donna." She laughed. "How charming, I hope you like churros, because their cooking right now."

I could feel at Antonio looking at me, probably because he's never seen me do nice before.

"Well come on Lovi, I'll take you to my room." He said grabbing my hand and dragging me upstairs. "So are you an only child?" I asked. "No, I actually have two brothers, my older one moved out two years ago and is college. My younger is a freshman but dose to a different school." We finally came to his room, which was panted a bright yellow.

I spotted a tomato pillow. "Pfft nice pillow stupid." I said. He smirked. "Thanks, reminds me of you." He shot back. I blushed, scowling at him.

I looked over to see a picture, it was a picture of his family. You could see his mother except she looked younger, and was holding a baby. Then you could see Antonio, being held by his father who was smiling, holding up a peace sign, he looked about seven. And last you could see a 9 year old, he had tan skin dark hair pulled into a pony tail. They looked happy.....unlike my family.

"That was back in Spain, before papa pasted." Came Antonio, I jumped because he had startled me.

"What's your family like Roma?" I pulled out a picture from my backpack. It was a picture of when my family used to be happy. My mother was there smiling, holding me on his shoulders, as my nonno smiled holding Feli. We were about six and four. Feli was laughing and I was actually smiling. Because back then things used to be simple and good. Then there was my mother, pregnant, with the brightest smile.

"I thought you only had a brother Lovi." I shook my head sighing. "Actually two, he was a miscarriage... That's when everything went down hill." I said.

I guess he understood, because he wrapped me in a big hug. "I'm always here to talk."

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So I was thinking that the miscarriage could be Segbora, since you know there's three Italian brothers.... what ya think? Kill the vote button.