Matthew and Gilbert both looked up at the confused blonde.

"… Lars?" Matt asked, blinking a few times. "I thought Tuesdays were your designated day for getting stoned off your ass with that new Cuban kid?"

"Well," Lars held out a hand and helped Matt off the ground, "they were. Then I heard that there was going to be a nude model in art today, so I decided to put off getting stoned until tonight and go ogle some hot ass. You in?"

"I signed up for the class, right?" Matthew half-heartedly brushed the grass and other trash off his pants and started walking with Lars- after sending a glare at 'Awesome' to not make him look insane in front of his friend. "Also, is it physically possible to have a five meter penis?"

"Well, mine is 23 inches," Lars said with a straight face, "so I suppose anything is possible."

"You're lying." Matthew rebuked instantly, elbowing Lars in the side. "I saw you when you were dancing at Francis' nude party a few weeks ago, and that was definitely not 23 inches."

"… You were at the nude party?" Lars stared at the Canadian in astonishment. He knew the kid was related to Francis, and therefore probably had odd sexual tendencies, but still… Matt didn't really fit the profile of someone who'd go to a nude party, especially one of Francis'.

"I slept off a hangover at his place the day before," Matthew explained, running a hand through his hair and picking up the pace so they'd get to class on time. "I woke up, and got out of that freak zone as fast as humanly possible."

"But not before taking a nice long look at some ass you'd want to tap, right?" Gilbert interjected, smirking when Matt turned bright red.

"Shut up!" Matt hissed, trying to be quiet enough that Lars wouldn't hear, but loud enough to get 'Awesome' to shut his possibly hallucinogenic mouth.

"Sorry, I didn't know I was being that annoying," Lars held up his hands in a gesture of mock surrender.

"No, not you." Matthew muttered, giving Gil a Glare Of Death™. "I was just… talking to my inner France."

"If you say so." Lars stifled a laugh and the blondes walked to Art in a companionable silence (with a certain albino stalking them the entire time, of course).

However much the trio had thought they were accustomed to the oddness of their art class, it was nothing compared to nude model day.

Half the students skipped class most of the time and only showed up to turn in assignments or take exams, but word had gotten around about the plan for the day, so the entire class was there for the first time since the first day of school.

"Calm down, everyone!" The teacher, Ms. Ries shouted, her frizzy hair bouncing as she tried to find seats for all the people.

Matthew, Lars, and Gilbert managed to shove their way through the crowd to get seats near the model- more due to Lars' interest than Matt's.

"JUST FIND A DAMN SEAT," Ms. Ries screamed, losing her patience with the crowd of horny teenagers. The remainder of students who hadn't had a seat found one quickly, and the teacher glared at the rowdy class. "I hope that most of you actually brought your artistic materials, and didn't come for the voyeuristic pleasure of seeing our nude model. Instead of me modeling, as I have in the past-" at that, most of the boys pantomimed vomiting at seeing their middle-aged teacher nude. "We have had a student, from this school, no less, volunteer to model for us! I would like to ask everyone to give a grateful round of applause to Miss Sey!"

At that, one of the biggest whores in the school stepped out from behind a curtain that had been paced next to the teacher's desk. Almost no one could remember her actual name, so they called her Sey, as a nickname from her home country (which she was so proud of bragging of), Seychelles.

"Hey, shawtie," Lars yelled, much to Matthew's mortification, "drinks on me if you go to Teddy's tonight like that!" His suggestion was cheered on by most of the class, as Teddy's Bar was a frequent hangout for the college students.

"That was inappropriate!" Ms. Ries snapped at Lars, checking her computer to get his name. "Lars, I expect to see you after class."

"If you don't mind, I'd much rather be seeing Sey after class, if you know what I mean," Lars winked at the teacher, and she huffed and sat back down.

"Well, I take no responsibility for how the rest of the class goes," she sniffed. "Sey, pose for the students. Students, draw. I'll be playing minesweeper."

"Lars, did you really have to say that?" Matthew hissed at the unperturbed Dutch boy, while pretending to sketch in his notebook.

"It was a good opportunity," Lars replied, unashamedly drawing a life-size replication of Sey's chest in his barely used sketchbook. "I never pass up an opportunity for anything- unless it's that fake butter substitute that they sell at movie theaters. That shit is so bad for you, man."

"I thought it was pretty awesome," Gilbert whispered in Matthew's ear, earning a flinch and a streak of pencil across the page.

"Damn it, will you shut the hell up!" The Canadian replied, trying to keep his voice to a minimum.

"Fine, be un-awesome like that," Gilbert flicked the side of Matt's head, and Matt was about to retaliate when he heard a shriek from the front of the room.

"Oh my gawd!" Sey squealed, looking up from her phone and directly at Matthew, who was steadily getting redder and redder. "Lady GaGa is dating Matthew Williams!"

"No way, man!" Matthew heard that one Danish kid say from the back of the room.

"You stole my bitch!" Gilbert screamed in Matt's ear, enjoying the way the Canadian's eye was twitching.

"I AM NOT DATING LADY GAGA," Matthew announced at the top of his voice to the class. "THIS IS A LIE. THAT BITCH SET ME UP," he pointed at Sey, and proceeded to run out of the room, clutching his sketchbook to his chest.

The room full of 'students' stared after the irate blonde, not processing the fact that a boy -a presumably straight one, that is- willingly ran out of a room with a naked, semi-attractive woman in it before the class was over.

Then again, if he was that eager to leave, how straight could he be?

Gilbert rubbed his hands together, a giant smirk growing on his face, and followed Matthew out- but not before tipping a salute to Sey and smacking her butt.

Authoress' Random Ramble

I would've had this up yesterday like I promised, but there was a giant storm (lightning and thunder and almost a tornado) and our power was out! There was even a tree in our front yard that got hit by lightning!

So, anyways, tune in next week for Gil's plan to continue, and for Arthur and Alfred to finally make their appearance!

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