BTTXReader New Kids in Town

A fast, sharp ringing pierced your ears as you woke in shock, your heart racing from the sudden disturbance of the peaceful dream.

'Ugh! I don't want to wake up or go to school! Ugh...!' You thought, pulling the warm, comfortable blanket off you. Listlessly, you dragged yourself to the alam clock and turned it off, all the while mumbling swears. You tossed the clock on a chair and walked towards the kitchen to eat. You picked your favorite cereal, (favorite cereal), and placed it on the table. Getting a spoon, a bowl, and milk you poured the cereal then sat down and ate quietly.

~~~*After Breakfast and Going to The Bathroom*~~~

You walked into your room and went to your closet. Walking in you looked at your hanging shirts.

'Mmmmm, I don't care today. It's a Monday.' Grabbing a shirt from the rack, you exited the closet and put on the rest of the essentials. You brushed your (h/l)(h/c) hair and tied it into a pony-tail. Dressed and ready you picked up your backpack, put some things inside of it and headed out the door. You walked to the bus stop and waited for the bus.

Five to ten minutes of waiting in the cold the bus finally arrived. It slowed to a stop and opened its door in front of you. Getting on the bus you went to your regular front seat and sat down. You laid your head back and watched the outside world move, mile by mile, everything being a blur of color.

~~~*During The Bus Ride*~~~

This was the last stop on the bus route. Once the last person sat down you noticed that the bus was packed, leaving one seat near you left open and one person could sit next to you as well. The bus driver pushed the gas peddle and started driving. Students began shouting for the bus driver to stop. They were yelling that three more children were running to the bus stop. You searched the windows to find the running people. You thought this was odd, all the regular bus riders were already on the bus.

'So the rumors were true...' You heard rumors of three new students joining the school, all from three different countries, France, Spain, and Germany.

The bus driver opened the doors and waited for the three to climb aboard. You finally spotted them and noticed their hair. A blond, wavy haired one was ahead of the other two. A curly, chocolate brown haired one was stumbling while a snowy haired one jogged his way to the bus.  

You watched the blond step on the bus and stand near the bus driver, desperately looking for a seat. Pitying him, you finally spoke up.

"You can sit by me, you know. I mean, if you want." Acknowledging you with a smile, he sat down.

"Thank you, mon cher^[1]," the blond man said with a hint of flirtatiousness and a bright smile. He had a deep shade of sapphire eyes, twinkling with delight. You smiled back at him just as the brunette climbed the stairs, with the snowy haired one just behind him. They saw the blond and you sitting next to each other and smiled. With a quick pace, they spied the empty seat, walked towards it and sat down. The bus was now moving.

"I'm Francis, by zhe way. Francis Bonnefoy." While saying this he grabbed your hand and kissed it, making you blush like a schoolgirl.

"Eheh... Hi... I-I'm (f/n) (l/n)." You slipped your hand out of his and smiled bashfully.

"Kesesesese~ Looks like Francis got a girlfriend~!" You turned around and found the white haired and the brunet sitting behind you. They must've traded seats with the other people who sat there, you mused.

You finally noticed that the white haired one was albino, blood red eyes, pale skin, and, of course, the snowy white hair. Looking at the brunet, you saw that he was naturally tanned and had bright, emerald green eyes.

"Sí, la chica es muy bonita."^[2] He picked a good one." The two laughed from the statement as Francis smiled and you blushed once more.

"Anyvay, mein ^[3]awesome name is Gilbert  Beilschmidt und zis is Antonio."

"Hola, chica. I'm Antonio Fernandez Carriedo." The brunet named Antonio flashed a smile and waved. You smiled once more, waved your hand and repeated your name. Riding to school, you guys chatted on the way there, all the while hearing tiny peep's from Gilbert's direction.  

~~~*Once at School*~~~

The four of you walked off the bus and entered the school. You were walking to the locker pit when someone tapped your shoulder. You turned around and met Antonio's smiling face.

"Uh... Chica, can you show us where the main office is. We need to go there so we can get our locker numbers and classes." Antonio asked with a bright smile.

'Does he always have a huge grin on his face?' You chuckled in your thoughts. You paused for a second but quickly spoke.

"Uh, sure. Just follow me." You made a 'follow me' hand wave and started walking towards the office, the trio just behind. Some of your friends said 'hi', 'hello', and the like as you passed them, you replying to each one with a wave and a smile.

Once you arrived at the office you told the trio to go to the principal's office.  You sat down on a nearby seat and waited.

After about five minutes, the trio emerged from the office with the principal right behind them.

"So, you're the person who's helping these three out, huh?" The principal asked and showed a small smile that you barely caught. "Well, I'm sorry to say this, but the number of students in your class level is overflowing, leaving only two lockers open. So, to make due, I thought of a plan. Why don't you share your locker with one of these three and the other two can take the last two lockers. If that's okay with you, that is."

Sharing a locker with someone you barely know? Sure, it was a common thing for students to share lockers with their best friends, even though they have their own, but someone you just met? They could be a complete slob, or a neat freak, or even used smelly things and then put them in the locker.  With a small, quiet sigh, you made your decision and agreed to the idea. It couldn't be that bad, right? Right?

"Ah, good, thank you Ms. (l/n). I knew I could count on you. I'll let you four kids decide for yourselves to who goes where. And these are the empty locker numbers. " The principal handed you the locker numbers, gave them their books, and left. You stood up and looked at the numbers.

"Vell, who's going to share zhe locker vith (f/n)?" Gilbert looked at his friends as he said that. They turned to each other and started quietly talking amongst themselves. You quietly watched as they made their final decision.

"We'll share zhe locker for zhe rest of zhe week, (f/n)...." Francis started when Gilbert interrupted.

"...But ve'll rotate lockers vonce a veek, ja^[4]?" Oh goody, sharing one locker with three guys. Just grand, you thought. I just hope they're not like my brothers.

"Well... Yeah, I guess that'd be fine. Just... Just don't make a mess because I'm not cleaning it up!" They nodded in agreement when a tiny peep sounded, making you scrunch up your eyebrows in confusion and Gilbert, though barely noticeable, blush. You brushed it off and headed towards the locker pits, the trio following once more.

On the way to the lockers, you noticed many eyes on you and the trio. You heard whispers from people asking who they were and why they would be around you. Whispers of many rumors but few truthful explanations left their lips. You inwardly sighed for you were used to rumors about you, though not this many in this short of time.

You walked in the locker pit and went to the empty lockers. Looking at the combination, you turned the lock to one locker then the next one, easily opening them both. You helped put the boys books in the lockers and gave them the combinations, showing them how to open the lockers as well.

You showed Francis your locker and the combination. When you opened it, he looked a bit surprised. You saw this and asked him what was with the look.

"I just expected your locker to be a bit more... Girlie, like zhe ozer girls lockers."

"Well, I'm sorry I'm not like 'zhe ozer' girls." At this remark, Francis scoffed as he put a hand to his heart, then held a smirk of amusement on his face. You ignored this and continued. "I don't like glitter, the color pink, doting on cute little kids, or even swooning over supposedly cute or hot guys. I'm just one of the weird people in school, but that's how I found my amazing friends, by being myself." You gave a proud smile, not caring what they thought. The three were amazed by your honesty and quickly smiled.

"Wow, zhat's quite bold of you, being yourself is not an easy task." You felt kindness from his words.

"Uh, heh. T-thank you... A-anyway, let me see your schedules, guys." They handed their papers and you scanned them over. The first one puzzled you, but you ignored the oddness. You looked at the second one as a slightly shocked expression took over your face. Shuffling for the third paper, you scanned it quickly, knots forming in your stomach.

"Son of a...!" Your shoulders slumped and your knees began to weaken. You leaned on the lockers as the three just stared at you with worried and confused eyes. Once again you spoke, but with gritted teeth. "You guys share most of my classes! Why?!" You hit your head on the lockers.

"But mon cher, zhat makes it all zhe better!" Francis snaked his arm around your waist and gave you a one-armed hug, giving you a sly, flirtatious smile. He lightly rubbed his face against your hair, making you uncomfortable.

"Ja, don't you vant to be around zhe awesome me?" He smirked and leaned against the lockers, putting his arm around your shoulders. Antonio laughed, drawing your attention towards him.

"Sí, we can hang out all the time now." A wide grin was plastered on his face, showing joy through this. That feeling was the opposite of what you were feeling.

With a loud sigh, you hit your head on the lockers again. 'This... Is going to be a long school year...'