AmericaxReaderxCanada A Fight for Juliet Ch 2

RPOV

"Well it's nice to meet you Matthew,"  You cheerfully say.  You beckon him towards the hallway, with a jerk of your head.  "So...when did you transfer here?"  You ask, glancing at him, once the two of you left the library.

"Just today,"  Matthew softly says, fingering with his glasses.

"Well then you're in for a heck of a ride,"  You laugh, shaking your head, making your (h/c) hair bounce.

Matthew gives you a confused glance.  "What do you mean?"

You sigh slightly.  "They'll come, just wait,"  You say, pausing.

"'They'?"

You point down the hall, were loud voices can be heard.  Rolling your eyes, you say, "Come on, let's get this over with."  Still puzzled, the boy follows you.

As soon as you reach the intersection to the hallway for the math and gym hallway, you're met with a chorus of laughter.

"Kesesesesesesesesese."

"Fusosososososososo."

"Onhonhonhonnnnn."

You squeeze your eyes shut, and let out a slight groan.  They were the ones you wanted to avoid.

The Bad Touch Trio.

They were notorious for being perverts, and flirting with every possible girl.  The only one in the group that you had an ounce of respect was to Antonio; he always had that cheerful smile, that it was almost impossible to believe he was a pervert.

The three boys were crowded around, what you guessed, a poor girl.  You felt sorry for the girl, but you were happy that she had distracted them.

"Come on, before they see us,"  You hiss to Matthew, trying hard to not attract attention.

Carefully, you creep down the hall, pleading to whoever is in control of this mess, could allow you to get by.

The prayer isn't heard.

"Buenos días, bella*."  You are suddenly spun around, to face the three men, grinning down at you.

You glance around the three to see the girl running away.  You turn your attention to them, and cross your hands over your chest, your eyes narrowed.  "Did you really have to sexually harass her?"  You demand.

"Who?  Her?"  Francis glances behind him, to only see her round the corner.  He then turn back to you, and shrugs, looking nonchalant.

"Don't tell me you vere jealous liebling**,"  Gilbert says, grinning cockily at you.

"You wish," You snort, rolling your (e/c) eyes.  A slight movement in the corner of your eye, makes you remember that Matthew is still there.  You jab your finger at all three men, venom in your voice, "I swear to God, if you sexually harass another student, you will regret it."

Without another word, you spin around, grab Matthew's hand, and drag him away.  You can hear them laughing, as if you were the funniest thing alive.  

"God what creeps,"  You grumble under your breath, forgetting that you were still tugging Matthew along.

"Um...(Name)?  Who were those boys?"  Matthew asks you, bringing you back to reality.

You sigh, and drop his hand.  For a second, you see sorrow in his light blue eyes, as you let his hand go, but then it disappears.  "They're Antonio Hernández Carriedo, the green eyed man with the friendly smile, Francis Bonnefoy, the one that looked like he would rape girls in a second, and Gilbert Weillschmidt, the albino,"  You say, running a hand through your hair.  "To save trouble of saying all of their names, we call the Bad Touch Trio,"  You shrug slightly.

"Wow...  Now I understand what you meant,"  Matthew says quietly, chuckling.

"They're known for harassing a number of girls.  I've tried telling the teachers, but they just ignore me.  They can be so blind sometimes,"  You say with a harsh laugh.

Before he can answer you, the two of you reach the science room.  "Well, I have to go to gym.  See ya later,"  You wave to him cheerfully.  You turn the corner to walk down to gym, but you can still feel his gaze on you.