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"Dammit, I'm late!" The 16-year old ____ rushed into her class at the last second. Thankfully, the teacher wasn't here but that wasn't her biggest concern at the time. As soon as she showed in the doorway, a group of rather indecent looking females looked her over and smirked. ____ shifted her gaze to the ground, and quickly made way to her desk, as soon as she put her books down, the group of females approached her.

"You're still coming here? Wow, you must have a lot of guts!" One brunette girl laughed, jumping on her desk.

"Have you thought about finally starving yourself to death?" A ginger girl spat at ____, making her flinch. Of course, no one saw it, since her bangs covered her entire face at the time.

"Girls, stop it. People like her are here to make the pretty ones stand out." A blonde girl, the leader, giggled, before slamming her hands on ____'s desk and lowering her face down so her eyes would meet with the (h/c)-haired girl's, "No one wants you here, you ugly, fat slut! The only people you will ever have are your stupid friends, but don't worry, we'll make sure they'll leave this school, along with you." She coldly whisper-yelled. This is the treatment ____ has received for years. She was one of the main target of the school's popular crowd. And although she had her own 'group', and almost everyone in the school would rather hang out with them, the popular kids targeted everyone in that group, so trying to get people on their side would most certainly fail.

"Leave her alone, zoccola!" One of ____'s closest friends, Lovino, walked into the classroom, and pushed the popular girls out of his way, making them yelp in almost unison.

"Bella, are you alright?" Lovi lifted ____'s head and brushed her bangs out of her face, and started examining it for any wounds.

"Yeah, I'm alright. Thank you." ____ spoke, but she didn't stop Lovi from trying to find wounds on her body. It made her feel special, important, like a human being...

"Well if it isn't the gay Italian! How's your boyfriend doing? Had any sex yet?" The blonde scoffed, and and scanned Lovi with her eyes.

"If I didn't make it obvious enough, you better leave my little sister alone or else I'm gonna have to hurt you." Everyone knew that Lovino wasn't actually related to ____, but he acted like he was, so no one really protested.

"You? Ha, if you even lay a finger on me, my boyfriend will beat you to death, and make everyone in this school celebrate, even your precious little siblings, because guess what? I have that kind of power!" She laughed, but that expression was soon turned into an angered one, "class is starting, have fun sitting in the emo corner again!" She turned around and walked to her desk, and Lovi and ____ sat down in theirs. There were three spots at a desk, but Lovi and ____ sat by themselves, as for no one else from their group was in that class.

"Class, I want you to quiet down. We have a new student coming in today." The teacher yelled, forcing the conversations to stop. Everyone's eyes were in the front of the class. Suddenly, a young boy walked in. He seemed quite uncomfortable, but that wasn't the thing that was most odd about him. He had snowy white hair, porcelain skin, and bright red eyes that looked the class over with a frightened expression. ____looked at the boy, then back to her class. Most of them had either an awe-struck or a disgusted look. ____ sighed: Gakuen academy can't welcome new students properly.

"Class, this is Gilbert Beilschmidt. He moved here from Germany with his family a couple weeks ago." The teacher stated, clearly annoyed. The class was still silent, until...

"What happened to you?" A single voice called out with fear and disgust both in his tone.

"Gilbert, please take a seat and we can move on with our lesson." The teacher sighed. The ruby-eyed boy scanned the scene, and found an empty spot by people who seemed not too unwelcoming. Of course, those people were Lovi and ____. Gilbert took a seat by the window, next to ____. The teacher continued with her lesson, and the class seemed to lose interest in the German.

"Every damn time..." ____looked over at her side. The white-haired boy had his head down on his desk, and was shaking a little.

"Hey... What's wrong?" ____ tapped his arm, making him raise his head and face her.

"Well, this is the fourth school I've come to. Guess why?" He looked at ____ with a frustrated expression.

"Uh..." ____ wasn't prepared for the situation to turn out like this. She sat there, shocked.

"Sorry, madchen. I just don't know how to talk to people." he looked away, but then turned his eyes back on ____, "The reason I switch schools so much is because of my albinism. At my last schools everyone thought I was some kind of devil child, a freak. And they didn't even talk to me before that. The fact that I'm German doesn't help, either. But my parents said that this is the last school they're transferring me to. I guess I won't have any friends here either..." Gilbert sighed, and changed his expression to a very depressed one.

"Don't say that. I'll be your friend. My name is____, by the way." She smiled kindly.

"Danke, nice to meet you, ____. The teacher already introduced me, so I guess there's no reason to do it again." The white haired boy smiled as well, and his ruby eyes glistened. He remained cheerful, but deep inside, he really hoped that this new girl that he just met would stick with him after finding out everything about his life, "Are we gonna get in trouble if the teacher catches us talking?"

"Ah, no. She doesn't care. People have had sex in her classes so she just kind of ignores it." ____ looked at the teacher who was trying to explain polynomials.

"Wow. Vati said that Gakuen is an expensive private school. This isn't what I expected." Gilbert looked at a couple in the back of the class that were flirting, despite the teacher's attempt to teach.

"Well, that's what everyone expected when they came here. Gakuen isn't fancy at all. In fact, it's the exact opposite." The female sighed, thinking about the bullies.

"Expectations not met, I guess." Gilbert looked behind ____ to find Lovino playing on his phone, "he's your brother, right?"

"I wish, but no. We've known each other since we were four, so he treats me like a little sister. My blood siblings are in different classes right now, so you'll meet them later." ____ smiled and then turned around, "Lovi, stop playing on your phone and introduce yourself"

The Italian turned to face the duo, "I'm Lovino Vargas. Nice to meet you" he said and took his phone back out, "____, we have lunch in two minutes, pack your books."

As the two minutes passed, the bell rang loudly through the school, sending kids out of classrooms.

"____, can you show me where the cafeteria is? I don't really know much about this school." Gilbert asked, plastering a smirk in his face.

"Sure. You'll meet everyone else too." ____ smiled and walked out of the classroom, holding her Vera Bradley lunchbox in her hand

When the three got to the cafeteria, Gilbert noticed a chestnut haired girl waving at ____ and Lovi. Then, the girl looked at him with a confused expression and sat back down.

"We sit there." Lovi pointed towards the table where the girl was sitting.

"Right." The white haired boy followed the two to their table.

"Hey ____, how was class?" The chestnut haired girl yelled to ____ right as the three sat down.

"Shitty and boring as always, Liz. What about you?" ____ took out a bag of barbecue chips.

"Oh my god, so in class, we had to choose partners for the project and literally right when the teacher said that, Roderich came up to me and asked me if I wanna partner up! He's so hot , I hope he has a crush on me!" Liz squealed.

"Alright then. From this day on, you shall be known as Elizaveta Edelstein." ___ took a celery stick from her lunch and tapped the top Eliza's head with it.

Eliza let out a happy squeal, "Thank you! Just don't tell anyone or else." Eliza said in a gravelly voice, which resulted in ____ putting her hands up in defeat, "Wait a sec, who's that?" Eliza looked at the white haired boy who was watching the entire scene quite uncomfortably.

"Liz, this is Gilbert Beilschmidt. He moved here from Germany. Gilbert, this is Elizaveta Hedervary-Edelstein, my best friend and number one loser." ____ bopped Eliza's nose and placed a barbecue crisp in her mouth.

"Well, nice to meet you, Elizaveta." Gilbert smiled somewhat awkwardly.

"You can just call me Eliza." The chestnut haired girl giggled and took a bite of her subway sandwich.

Suddenly, another group of teens made their way towards the table.

"Hi ____, who's your new boyfriend?" A certain platinum blonde haired girl took a seat next to ____ along with a short haired girl and a champagne haired male.

"Nata, he isn't my boyfriend." ____ rolled her eyes and turned back to the albino boy, "Gilbert, these are the siblings I told you about. This is my younger sister Natalia, my older brother Ivan, and my older sister Katerina." They all greeted him to the school, and proceeded to talk among themselves and their other friends.

"So everyone at this table is your friend?" Gilbert asked cautiously.

"Not just this table. I know quite a lot of people." ____ informed, and looked over the table they were sitting at, "Hm. I've never seen that blonde boy before."

"That's my younger brother Ludwig." The white haired boy looked down, fiddling with his fingers.

"Really? That's awesome. He seems to have gotten close with Feliciano." ____ pointed out, looking at the two males talking happily.

"Is Feliciano the brunette?" Gilbert asked, looking at the duo as well.

"Yes. He's also Lovi's blood brother." The (h/c) haired girl put away the empty bag of chips.

"Gott, you have a lot of connections here." The white haired boy looked at ____ in awe. He never thought someone with this many friends would even be talking to him.

"So, ____,I know this night sound weird for first meetings, but I just have to ask. Are you part of the popular crowd?" Gilbert looked down, realizing what he just said.

"Nope. In fact, they absolutely hate me. Sometimes a bit too much." ____ sighed.

"Wait, do you mean-"

"Yes. I get bullied here. A lot. And hanging out with me is going to make you a target as well." The (nationality)'s bangs dropped in front of her face, hiding the newly formed tears.

"Trust me, Schätzen, I'm already a target. The second I came here." The male looked over at the popular group. A blonde girl noticed it, and started whispering something to her friends. She them got up and made her way toward the group.

"____. ____, what are they doing? They're coming over here. What do we do?" Gilbert grabbed the female's hand in panic, but then suddenly let go. What if she thinks he's weird and joins the bullies?

"Don't worry. We got this." ____ smiled, and took his hand again, reassuringly, then turned over to the rest of the group, "guys, the bitches are coming." The group nodded and their carefree expressions were replaced by determined ones. To say the least, they looked quite badass.

"Hey, freak, what's up with your eyes? And your hair? You're even more hideous than this cow." the blonde crossed her arms and smirked.

"Don't you dare talk about ____ like that, you slutty bimbo!" Gilbert slammed his hands on the table. The entire cafeteria suddenly shut up, as if someone pressed a mute button, and looked at the silverette. Gilbert himself was shocked at his actions. Suddenly a tan male with messy auburn hair paced towards the scene.

"Babe, is this bastard bothering you?" He wrapped his arm around the blonde.

"He just called me a slutty bimbo!" She exclaimed. The male looked very fit, which terrified the white haired boy even more.

"He wasn't wrong." The group looked at Natalia who had her arms crossed, in a defensive position. Her eldest sister looked at her with wide eyes, while her other siblings looked very proud.

"Listen here you creepy bitch-"

"What did you just call my sister?" The attention switched to Ivan. Generally speaking, he looked like he was the most fit person in the school, "I said, what did you just call my sister?" Ivan stood up, and some students took out their cell phones.

"A- A cre-" The blonde stammered, and the auburn haired male stood in front of her.

"Leave her alone or I'll-"

"You'll what? Beat me up? Let's not forget what happened last time we tried that." The champagne haired male smirked.

Suddenly, the sound of the bell erupted through the cafeteria walls.

"I'll finish you later." The auburnette slid his finger at the victorious group. As they left, the group cheered.

"That was amazing, Nata! Did you see the look on her face?" Eliza patted the platinum blonde's back.

"Psh, I just played along. Gilbert was the one who started it." Natalia smiled at the albino, "Thanks."

"M-Me?" The male stammered. Did he just do something right? And get thanked for it?

"Yes you. Who else?" Natalia scoffed, an turned to her brother, "Best ending ever, Vanya. He never even saw it coming. And the roast at the end? That was vine-worthy!" She laughed.

"Спасибо. Now we should really get to class." Ivan smiled at the group.

"Alright. Let's go." ____ grabbed Gilbert's hand an dragged him to the next classroom.

"This is the second to last period. In our case, it's social studies. This is my favorite class, since there's almost no populars, and most of my friends are here." ____ smiled.

A young woman, maybe in her late 20s walked into the room.

"Hi, Ms. Vogel!" ____ chirped, and walked up to the woman, dragging Gilbert along with her.

"Good afternoon, ____." The woman smiled, and turned to the albino, "You must be the new student. Gilbert Beilschmidt, right? You moved
here from Germany?"

"Ja. I'm the one." Gilbert smiled.

"Well, I'm Ms. Vogel. Nice to meet you." The woman held her hand out.

"Likewise" the albino shook her hand.

"Your seat will be next to... ____." Me. Vogel smiled and pointed at the desk. As the male walked to the desk, Ms. Vogel took ____ by the arm.

"You two will make an amazing couple one day. He understands you, ____. I can see it." She whispered. ____ felt her cheeks hear up. Ms. Vogel wasn't wrong, Gilbert was really good looking, and had a personality to match it. Maybe, just maybe, she was starting to fall for him.

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"Dammit, I'm late!" The 16-year old ____ rushed into her class at the last second. Thankfully, the teacher wasn't here but that wasn't her biggest concern at the time. As soon as she showed in the doorway, a group of rather indecent looking females looked her over and smirked. ____ shifted her gaze to the ground, and quickly made way to her desk, as soon as she put her books down, the group of females approached her.

"You're still coming here? Wow, you must have a lot of guts!" One brunette girl laughed, jumping on her desk.

"Have you thought about finally starving yourself to death?" A ginger girl spat at ____, making her flinch. Of course, no one saw it, since her bangs covered her entire face at the time.

"Girls, stop it. People like her are here to make the pretty ones stand out." A blonde girl, the leader, giggled, before slamming her hands on ____'s desk and lowering her face down so her eyes would meet with the (h/c)-haired girl's, "No one wants you here, you ugly, fat slut! The only people you will ever have are your stupid friends, but don't worry, we'll make sure they'll leave this school, along with you." She coldly whisper-yelled. This is the treatment ____ has received for years. She was one of the main target of the school's popular crowd. And although she had her own 'group', and almost everyone in the school would rather hang out with them, the popular kids targeted everyone in that group, so trying to get people on their side would most certainly fail.

"Leave her alone, zoccola!" One of ____'s closest friends, Lovino, walked into the classroom, and pushed the popular girls out of his way, making them yelp in almost unison.

"Bella, are you alright?" Lovi lifted ____'s head and brushed her bangs out of her face, and started examining it for any wounds.

"Yeah, I'm alright. Thank you." ____ spoke, but she didn't stop Lovi from trying to find wounds on her body. It made her feel special, important, like a human being...

"Well if it isn't the gay Italian! How's your boyfriend doing? Had any sex yet?" The blonde scoffed, and and scanned Lovi with her eyes.

"If I didn't make it obvious enough, you better leave my little sister alone or else I'm gonna have to hurt you." Everyone knew that Lovino wasn't actually related to ____, but he acted like he was, so no one really protested.

"You? Ha, if you even lay a finger on me, my boyfriend will beat you to death, and make everyone in this school celebrate, even your precious little siblings, because guess what? I have that kind of power!" She laughed, but that expression was soon turned into an angered one, "class is starting, have fun sitting in the emo corner again!" She turned around and walked to her desk, and Lovi and ____ sat down in theirs. There were three spots at a desk, but Lovi and ____ sat by themselves, as for no one else from their group was in that class.

"Class, I want you to quiet down. We have a new student coming in today." The teacher yelled, forcing the conversations to stop. Everyone's eyes were in the front of the class. Suddenly, a young boy walked in. He seemed quite uncomfortable, but that wasn't the thing that was most odd about him. He had snowy white hair, porcelain skin, and bright red eyes that looked the class over with a frightened expression. ____looked at the boy, then back to her class. Most of them had either an awe-struck or a disgusted look. ____ sighed: Gakuen academy can't welcome new students properly.

"Class, this is Gilbert Beilschmidt. He moved here from Germany with his family a couple weeks ago." The teacher stated, clearly annoyed. The class was still silent, until...

"What happened to you?" A single voice called out with fear and disgust both in his tone.

"Gilbert, please take a seat and we can move on with our lesson." The teacher sighed. The ruby-eyed boy scanned the scene, and found an empty spot by people who seemed not too unwelcoming. Of course, those people were Lovi and ____. Gilbert took a seat by the window, next to ____. The teacher continued with her lesson, and the class seemed to lose interest in the German.

"Every damn time..." ____looked over at her side. The white-haired boy had his head down on his desk, and was shaking a little.

"Hey... What's wrong?" ____ tapped his arm, making him raise his head and face her.

"Well, this is the fourth school I've come to. Guess why?" He looked at ____ with a frustrated expression.

"Uh..." ____ wasn't prepared for the situation to turn out like this. She sat there, shocked.

"Sorry, madchen. I just don't know how to talk to people." he looked away, but then turned his eyes back on ____, "The reason I switch schools so much is because of my albinism. At my last schools everyone thought I was some kind of devil child, a freak. And they didn't even talk to me before that. The fact that I'm German doesn't help, either. But my parents said that this is the last school they're transferring me to. I guess I won't have any friends here either..." Gilbert sighed, and changed his expression to a very depressed one.

"Don't say that. I'll be your friend. My name is____, by the way." She smiled kindly.

"Danke, nice to meet you, ____. The teacher already introduced me, so I guess there's no reason to do it again." The white haired boy smiled as well, and his ruby eyes glistened. He remained cheerful, but deep inside, he really hoped that this new girl that he just met would stick with him after finding out everything about his life, "Are we gonna get in trouble if the teacher catches us talking?"

"Ah, no. She doesn't care. People have had sex in her classes so she just kind of ignores it." ____ looked at the teacher who was trying to explain polynomials.

"Wow. Vati said that Gakuen is an expensive private school. This isn't what I expected." Gilbert looked at a couple in the back of the class that were flirting, despite the teacher's attempt to teach.

"Well, that's what everyone expected when they came here. Gakuen isn't fancy at all. In fact, it's the exact opposite." The female sighed, thinking about the bullies.

"Expectations not met, I guess." Gilbert looked behind ____ to find Lovino playing on his phone, "he's your brother, right?"

"I wish, but no. We've known each other since we were four, so he treats me like a little sister. My blood siblings are in different classes right now, so you'll meet them later." ____ smiled and then turned around, "Lovi, stop playing on your phone and introduce yourself"

The Italian turned to face the duo, "I'm Lovino Vargas. Nice to meet you" he said and took his phone back out, "____, we have lunch in two minutes, pack your books."

As the two minutes passed, the bell rang loudly through the school, sending kids out of classrooms.

"____, can you show me where the cafeteria is? I don't really know much about this school." Gilbert asked, plastering a smirk in his face.

"Sure. You'll meet everyone else too." ____ smiled and walked out of the classroom, holding her Vera Bradley lunchbox in her hand

When the three got to the cafeteria, Gilbert noticed a chestnut haired girl waving at ____ and Lovi. Then, the girl looked at him with a confused expression and sat back down.

"We sit there." Lovi pointed towards the table where the girl was sitting.

"Right." The white haired boy followed the two to their table.

"Hey ____, how was class?" The chestnut haired girl yelled to ____ right as the three sat down.

"Shitty and boring as always, Liz. What about you?" ____ took out a bag of barbecue chips.

"Oh my god, so in class, we had to choose partners for the project and literally right when the teacher said that, Roderich came up to me and asked me if I wanna partner up! He's so hot , I hope he has a crush on me!" Liz squealed.

"Alright then. From this day on, you shall be known as Elizaveta Edelstein." ___ took a celery stick from her lunch and tapped the top Eliza's head with it.

Eliza let out a happy squeal, "Thank you! Just don't tell anyone or else." Eliza said in a gravelly voice, which resulted in ____ putting her hands up in defeat, "Wait a sec, who's that?" Eliza looked at the white haired boy who was watching the entire scene quite uncomfortably.

"Liz, this is Gilbert Beilschmidt. He moved here from Germany. Gilbert, this is Elizaveta Hedervary-Edelstein, my best friend and number one loser." ____ bopped Eliza's nose and placed a barbecue crisp in her mouth.

"Well, nice to meet you, Elizaveta." Gilbert smiled somewhat awkwardly.

"You can just call me Eliza." The chestnut haired girl giggled and took a bite of her subway sandwich.

Suddenly, another group of teens made their way towards the table.

"Hi ____, who's your new boyfriend?" A certain platinum blonde haired girl took a seat next to ____ along with a short haired girl and a champagne haired male.

"Nata, he isn't my boyfriend." ____ rolled her eyes and turned back to the albino boy, "Gilbert, these are the siblings I told you about. This is my younger sister Natalia, my older brother Ivan, and my older sister Katerina." They all greeted him to the school, and proceeded to talk among themselves and their other friends.

"So everyone at this table is your friend?" Gilbert asked cautiously.

"Not just this table. I know quite a lot of people." ____ informed, and looked over the table they were sitting at, "Hm. I've never seen that blonde boy before."

"That's my younger brother Ludwig." The white haired boy looked down, fiddling with his fingers.

"Really? That's awesome. He seems to have gotten close with Feliciano." ____ pointed out, looking at the two males talking happily.

"Is Feliciano the brunette?" Gilbert asked, looking at the duo as well.

"Yes. He's also Lovi's blood brother." The (h/c) haired girl put away the empty bag of chips.

"Gott, you have a lot of connections here." The white haired boy looked at ____ in awe. He never thought someone with this many friends would even be talking to him.

"So, ____,I know this night sound weird for first meetings, but I just have to ask. Are you part of the popular crowd?" Gilbert looked down, realizing what he just said.

"Nope. In fact, they absolutely hate me. Sometimes a bit too much." ____ sighed.

"Wait, do you mean-"

"Yes. I get bullied here. A lot. And hanging out with me is going to make you a target as well." The (nationality)'s bangs dropped in front of her face, hiding the newly formed tears.

"Trust me, Schätzen, I'm already a target. The second I came here." The male looked over at the popular group. A blonde girl noticed it, and started whispering something to her friends. She them got up and made her way toward the group.

"____. ____, what are they doing? They're coming over here. What do we do?" Gilbert grabbed the female's hand in panic, but then suddenly let go. What if she thinks he's weird and joins the bullies?

"Don't worry. We got this." ____ smiled, and took his hand again, reassuringly, then turned over to the rest of the group, "guys, the bitches are coming." The group nodded and their carefree expressions were replaced by determined ones. To say the least, they looked quite badass.

"Hey, freak, what's up with your eyes? And your hair? You're even more hideous than this cow." the blonde crossed her arms and smirked.

"Don't you dare talk about ____ like that, you slutty bimbo!" Gilbert slammed his hands on the table. The entire cafeteria suddenly shut up, as if someone pressed a mute button, and looked at the silverette. Gilbert himself was shocked at his actions. Suddenly a tan male with messy auburn hair paced towards the scene.

"Babe, is this bastard bothering you?" He wrapped his arm around the blonde.

"He just called me a slutty bimbo!" She exclaimed. The male looked very fit, which terrified the white haired boy even more.

"He wasn't wrong." The group looked at Natalia who had her arms crossed, in a defensive position. Her eldest sister looked at her with wide eyes, while her other siblings looked very proud.

"Listen here you creepy bitch-"

"What did you just call my sister?" The attention switched to Ivan. Generally speaking, he looked like he was the most fit person in the school, "I said, what did you just call my sister?" Ivan stood up, and some students took out their cell phones.

"A- A cre-" The blonde stammered, and the auburn haired male stood in front of her.

"Leave her alone or I'll-"

"You'll what? Beat me up? Let's not forget what happened last time we tried that." The champagne haired male smirked.

Suddenly, the sound of the bell erupted through the cafeteria walls.

"I'll finish you later." The auburnette slid his finger at the victorious group. As they left, the group cheered.

"That was amazing, Nata! Did you see the look on her face?" Eliza patted the platinum blonde's back.

"Psh, I just played along. Gilbert was the one who started it." Natalia smiled at the albino, "Thanks."

"M-Me?" The male stammered. Did he just do something right? And get thanked for it?

"Yes you. Who else?" Natalia scoffed, an turned to her brother, "Best ending ever, Vanya. He never even saw it coming. And the roast at the end? That was vine-worthy!" She laughed.

"Спасибо. Now we should really get to class." Ivan smiled at the group.

"Alright. Let's go." ____ grabbed Gilbert's hand an dragged him to the next classroom.

"This is the second to last period. In our case, it's social studies. This is my favorite class, since there's almost no populars, and most of my friends are here." ____ smiled.

A young woman, maybe in her late 20s walked into the room.

"Hi, Ms. Vogel!" ____ chirped, and walked up to the woman, dragging Gilbert along with her.

"Good afternoon, ____." The woman smiled, and turned to the albino, "You must be the new student. Gilbert Beilschmidt, right? You moved
here from Germany?"

"Ja. I'm the one." Gilbert smiled.

"Well, I'm Ms. Vogel. Nice to meet you." The woman held her hand out.

"Likewise" the albino shook her hand.

"Your seat will be next to... ____." Me. Vogel smiled and pointed at the desk. As the male walked to the desk, Ms. Vogel took ____ by the arm.

"You two will make an amazing couple one day. He understands you, ____. I can see it." She whispered. ____ felt her cheeks hear up. Ms. Vogel wasn't wrong, Gilbert was really good looking, and had a personality to match it. Maybe, just maybe, she was starting to fall for him.