1Light started to shine through the room as the sun came up early in the morning. The brit who laid in bed was wide awake and hadn't gotten any sleep that night. He was to nervous for his first day of student teaching at the newly built school in America.

The brits name was Arthur Kirkland. He came all the way from the best highschool in England to come to America's number one collage. He had been there for barely a week and was already set up to work as a student teacher at one of the highschools because of his amazing progress and natural ability and mind.

I can do this!

Arthur got up and out of his bed. A sudden feel of nervousness spread through out his body the second he looked at the clock.

Or not...

Arthur took a deep sigh and then started getting ready for his first day of student teaching.

After about an hour of preparation, Arthur slowly but surely finished looking at himself in the mirror. (Trying to get over his self-consciousness about his oversized eyebrows.) He then headed out to the school that was coincidently only a few blocks away.

On his way there there he ran into (literally) a highschool boy with glasses and sky blue eyes.

Arthur fell back from the impact and landed on his arse. He looked up to see the student still perfectly fine and just starring down at him. "Dude, you alright?" Arthur turned slightly pink from embarrassment, and then stood up.

"Yes, I am fine." The highschooler looked at the brit with a shocked face. "DUDE! You totally have an accent! That's awesome!" Arthur once again turned pink even though he took it as a compliment.

"Yes, why thank you. I am a new student teacher at your school. (Noticed when he ran into him from the uniform) My name is . And yours?" "Me? Glad you asked! I'm Alfred F. Jones! And don't you forget it! I'm a hero! hahaha!"

Arthur stared at Alfred. It was only then that he noticed how tall the boy was. He was a few inches taller then Arthur even though Arthur was older than him. .

Am I short or is he tall?

Arthur had long since forgotten about what Alfred was saying and had started getting sidetracked and becoming self-conscious about his height.

"Dude? Duuuuuuude~?" Arthur suddenly snapped out of his own thoughts and realized Alfred had been there the whole time. "W-wha-? Oh. Uh... yes?"

What had he been talking about again?

"Dude... you like totally blanked out while I was talking to you... how mean..." Alfred started looking sad. It made him look really cute and make Arthur feel really bad.

"Um! Wait! Don't think of it like that! You see-! I was... well... I was.. Umm..." Alfred started laughing after watching the brit panic like that. Arthur was flushed out of embarrassment.

GIT!

"I was just kidding dude! No need to be so apologetic! Oh yeah! By the way... im lost." Arthur just stared. For what seemed like a really long time.

He's got to be kidding... the school is just around the corner...

"You do know the school is just up there right?" Alfred gave a look of shock and then ran up to the corner and took a peek around it. "Dude! Your right! Sweet! Thanks! See ya 'round!" Arthur watched as Alfred ran to the school.

What a prat...

Arthur smiled to himself and then quickly started to walk to the school, realizing he was gonna be late.

The classroom was dead silent. The teacher staring at the class. Suddenly a student let out a "What?" that broke the silence, and students in the classroom started to whisper to each other.

"You heard me the first time. We have a student teacher coming from Briton today. Tomorrow he will be taking my place do to certain circumstances I have to attend to." The room was silent once again. And then the entire class let out a loud cheer."YAY!"

"Hey you incompetent idiots! Stop cheering!" Everyones least favorite teacher was leaving. AND REPLACED BY A BRITISH DUDE! Who couldn't be happy?

Suddenly the door swung open and the room was once more filled with silence. A blonde haired man was standing at the door panting out of breath. His hair was extremely messy and his eyes were emerald green. His eyebrows though... well anywayeveryone was staring.

The man walked over to the teacher and shook his hand."Everyone, this is your new student teacher." Everyone was awestruck. He was short. And definitely to young to be a teacher!They had thought at first he was a transfer student or something.

"Hello. My name is Mr. Kirkland. I will be your student teacher for this year." The class was silent. Which made Arthur even more nervous. "Wow! Dude! You're the one who helped me this morning!"

A boy jumped out of his seat and ran up to Arthur. "It's me remember! Your favorite hero!" Arthur looked at Alfred like he was retarded. "Uhh.. Well.. Yes.. I do remember you... Alfred." Alfreds face lit up as he noticed Arthur had remembered his name.

"Yeah! So, your our new teach for the year?" Arthur hesitated before answering. "Ah. Yes... I was originally just supposed to help out but... things changed..."

Arthur was nervous about having to teach right away. He didn't really know how he got into the teaching service so quickly.

The bell rang and everyone left for there next class. "So, british dude..." "." Arthur corrected him. Feeling oddly comfortable arguing with him. "Right... so then whats your whole name?" "Why would you need to know that?"

Alfred grinned. "'cause I'm curious!" Arthur folded his arms and tilted his head a little. "Arthur Kirkland. And I'm not telling you my middle name." Alfreds smile only grew. "That's okay! I really only wanted to know your first name!"

Arthur turned a slight pink. "Wha-! Why would you want to know that?" Alfred smiled and then dashed out the door. "See ya 'round Arthur!"

Arthur turned even pinker out of embarrassment. "You bloody wanker! It's Mr. Kirkland!" Arthurs words went unheard since Alfred was already long gone. "Git." Arthur muttered to himself.