````Hᴇᴛᴀʟɪᴀ Uɴɪᴠᴇʀsᴇ﹕ Hɪɢʜ Sᴄʜᴏᴏʟ````{Rᴘ﹣ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴅ﹗ Cᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛʟʏ Eɴʀᴏʟʟɪɴɢ﹗}

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'If you say so. I have a hard time believing that, though. Matthew texted back, partially giving in.
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'Sure. But you already know that I have no self-esteem, by now. Of course I can't believe in myself being all that great as you say.' Matthew texted back with a sigh. Sometimes he wondered what he did to make himself live this kind of life. A life where not even he loved himself. Come to think of it, Matthew really was only chronically noticed by Gilbert. Sure, he had family, but they seemed to sometimes disregard his existence. It was sort of...sad? It was sort of sad that the only person who'd never forgotten he was there was his best friend.
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'My next period is double Environmental Science. I think that'll bring my mood up. ^__^' Matthew texted back calmly. He never would forget that both his 3rd and 4th periods were Environmental Science, his personal favourite class.
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'Enjoy Astronomy! I've considered taking astronomy before, but...eh. I like Environmental Science too much to give it up. Astronomy just wouldn't feel right to me.' Matthew admitted as he texted back, absentmindedly smiling down at his phone. Damn, this 'little crush' on Gilbert was a lot more than he'd let himself believe. Now even just little messages could make him happy, or seeing the other for short periods of time would give him butterflies and bring his usually depressed mood upwards.
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'I've always loved science. I definitely will enjoy my next class, thanks. <3' Matthew texted back, still smiling down at his phone. Sometimes Matthew wondered how he'd gotten so in love - it often saddened him to remember that Gilbert was obviously way better than he was - that they probably had no chance of getting together. He sighed quietly, though still managed to smile.
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It seemed like it just wasn't his day.

Vladimir had woken up in a daze, finding that he was about an hour late for the school he should be attending. In such a panicked state -he couldn't believe that he'd dare to sleep in- he had jumped out of bed and sprinted to his wardrobe, nearly knocking over the young boy that had idly come to his house to see if he'd left yet. The Romanian had tore through shirts, trousers and trench-coats until he finally had whipped around to face the other who was still in his room, sitting on his bed with a uniform in his hands. Quickly had he snatched away the clothes, trying to squeeze them on the best he could. It wasn't until he had his pants and sweater on that his younger brother had chirped something he had only half heard, when he lifted his arm and put his nose to his shoulder had he realized what was cooed, that he remembered he was to shower that morning. Groaning in frustration, he had raced to the bathroom and slammed the door shut, ripping the clothes off of himself so he could hop into the warm water. It took fifteen minutes after that, give or take, until he had snatched up a bag, threw a juice box at Moldavia, whom was sitting on the couch in wait of his kin, and raced out the door.

At least from there it was smooth sailing. When he reached the academy Vlad's hair had dried effortlessly straight, though it was still shaggy towards the back, and he seemed to have composed himself. Entering the building was a bit of a hassle, what with anxiety still rushing through his mind, but he was able to get a hold of himself. With a sharp sigh he had walked through the halls, noticing a few students that lingered, which gave him slight relief to figure that he made it in-between class times. Flattening down his strawberry blonde locks -he evidently noticed that he'd forgotten his hat- the pale young lad's cheery personality started to shine through the clouds of worry that blinded his mind. He searched for his locker, red optics dancing around in search of the correct numbers until, aha; he'd found it! Trotting up to his locker, Vladimir peered over to see a familiar Belorussian standing near him. He opened his locker and pulled out a couple of books, shooting a couple of glances towards her prior to speaking up. "Hallo, Bela." greeted he with his casual, semi-deep voice.

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I always find it really sad when somebody stops talking about something they love because you can see their eyes come alive and then suddenly die again as they apologize for being 'annoying' because then you know that somebody they trusted has told them at some point in their life that their interests don't matter and to do something worthwhile
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'You know that I'm just a dork for science. It's my favourite. It's a nice feeling to have a way to get answers to questions without just wondering. At least, it is to me. Sorry, I'm probably annoying you. I just really like science...yeah.' Matthew texted back, sighing. He was used to people telling him that what he enjoyed wasn't getting him anywhere. Always feeling a bit guilty if he didn't stop speaking.
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He knew Belarus to be cynical of others, he also know her to be madly infatuated with her older brother -it made him wonder if Transylvania would ever come to love him more than like a brother, which sent chills up his spine and a cringe to his face- but that didn't mean he wouldn't treat her as most everyone else. While she gave him a blank stare, his lips had pulled up into a friendly smile, showing off his sharp and quite noticeable canines. Vladimir closed his locker, holding a binder and several books in his arms, before strolling up to Bela. "That is the part where you say hello in return." had he continued, though not on a mocking way as one would expect; instead he sounded as if he would giving some casual advice. Blinking his red-tinted eyes coolly, the strawberry blonde glanced down the hall in the direction that she had been walking. "Where are you headed to? We might be going to the same place, and I am pretty lost as to where everything is."

It was then that Moon had rushed up to him, skidding to a halt to cower behind his legs. Humming subtly in surprise, he turned to study the animal before looking up at Fireland. "Uh. Found your pet?" he chirped up, noticing the disheveled appearance of Moon. The thing looked frightened, but this new guy seemed pretty angry. He didn't come across as the type of guy to hurt an animal, though.
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Ah, Vlad was still wary about that. He was a very hard-working young man and took pride in such a reputation, therefore he found it unsettling to be late on his first day; though, he still could find time to converse with the nearest person. "Oh." looked back up to meet her dark blue gaze, he had shrugged his shoulders lightly in defeat. "I don't have that. I have, uhm." he took a quick glance at his schedule, "I have World Literature! Buuu-t..." It was there that the Romanian studied the numbers labeling a door the was behind Natalya, he had then focused on the hall once more as well, before straightening up with a cheery grin. "Looks like we're headed in the same direction! Mind if I walk with you?" he'd turned towards Fireland in between sentences, giving him a polite answer of 'no, but thanks for your concern'.
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