Title: A Book By Me

Summary: I am Student Council President. My best friend, Alfred, is star quarterback and captain of our school's football team. We've known each other for years, and there's no way anything could divide us. Except some unexpected feelings. UsUk. High school AU.

Hello. I apologize for the wait, those of you that were aware of my intention to write this. I'm writing this on my iPod. My laptop broke. Sometimes things are just not gravity proof. I hate gravity. And I hate my brainstorming. I've got so many ideas for this, my mind wants to explode. But that would hurt, and I don't have the money to go to the hospital afterwards. Bleh. Well, this is my first multi-chapter high school AU, so wish me luck!

Enjoy!

Epilogue: The Chapter Where The Narrator is Introduced

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"Ugh, Merlin, which color? Sapphire or emerald? My vest is the green, my shirt is the blue, so which tie?" I rambled to my fluffy Australian Mist feline friend on the neatly made bed behind me. His eyes barely opened large enough to dart a look at my black tie across the room. Because the cat can totally understand everything I say. "You're right! Black would through it all together! Thank you, Poppet, I don't know what I'd do without you."

I slid on the tie quickly and grabbed my binder from underneath Merlin. I had only a few minutes left before the bus left, and I had to make sure Alfred didn't miss it again. My black dress pants rushed on as I woke up, only to be slowed down by the tie dilemma , I have to lint roll the entire outfit. I look like a mess. This is not a good thing, as today is the day the principle announces Student Council president.

Not that anyone runs against me.

I've been the Council President since sophomore year. Freshmen year, I was Vice President. I'm doing everything in my power to get into a good college. I have to get to a state of superiority so that I am, without question, Hetalia High School's class of 2015 Valedictorian. That looks mighty attractive on a collage application. It doesn't help any that I also have to work with Alfred's twin, Matthew, to make sure Alfred stays in his AP classes with us. He can't fail any classes, lest he be kicked off of the football team. The strange sport is his only reliable asset for getting into the college of his choice. I prefer the European football, but I, as an Englishman, am also quite biased.

Oh, one more main point before I continue with one of the longest days of my life.

I am gay.

Now, I'm not flaunting double and triple rainbows everywhere and I don't hit on everything that walks like that French Frog, Francis, but I do prefer men over women. I am simply hiding in a large closet. My mother knew, before she died after a long battle with cancer, my father died when I was two, my brothers back in the UK know, and Alfred and Matthew know. My brothers thought it was weird at first but they got over it after a few stern groundings from Mum. However, Alfred accepted it quickly because Matthew is gay, too. They are my friends and family, and they wouldn't be so if they didn't accept a small quirk.

Anyway, allow me to continue with the plot. Then maybe you'll understand how a mostly straight quarterback easily switches teams and risks everything to be allowed to love his best childhood friend. Because, even now, I can't figure it out.

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Hey, I'm sorry for the shortness of the chapter. I just think this is sort of a choppy prologue. ^.^; I'll be compensating later with tsundre-ness and epic fluff. But this will be a long ways away. I hope. I'm terrible at plot diagrams. And suspense. And humor.

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