Hey! This is Sn2S! And this is a Hetalia-style OHSHC fic! Where the part of the main character, Haruhi Fujioka, is played by Michelle(Seychelles)! So I guess the main pairing would be AmericaXSeychelles! This is my besties fave pairing, and there will be a lot more pairings, I guess. It won't stick completely to the original storyline of OHSHC, I might manipulate it a teensy bit. Just to give certain characters bigger roles. ^^" If you have any ideas, or would like to beta for me, leave a review or simply message me. Both of those are hugely welcomed! Well, enough of my rambling! Lets get on with the story!

Disclaimer: I do NOT own OHSHC OR Hetalia. Sadly.

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Prologue

As I walked down the hallway to yet another crowded library, I began to wonder why these kids decided they wanted to go to school at all.

"It's as if they just came here to play! This is a school, Christ's Sake!" I mumbled. Damn rich people. I mean what other school would be serving cake in a library?

I sighed heavily and shut the doors to the loud messy sight. I shuffled along a winding corridor.

Can you hear me up in Heaven, mom? Did you see this coming when I applied for Hetalia Academy earlier last year? All these people are extremely elite and very annoying. They look at me like I'm another species. I guess that's what you'd expect when a commoner breaks their status quo. It's pretty infuriating, but I won't give up. If it's only to prove that a commoner like me can survive in this…place… or if it is to show dad that I am okay…

I stopped to inspect my reflection in the window. Looking past my honey-gold eyes hidden behind thick-rimmed spectacles that I had gotten from my grandfather and my short dark brown hair, I could see a glorious courtyard that was boxed in by the school itself. Across from me I saw the clock tower standing, it's hands pointing shortly past three-thirty. A cluster of white bird flew high in the skies above me, below them square in the center of the yard was a beautiful fountain.

"…why'd they make the place so fancy? It's only a school…" I muttered and continued on my way. A brushed my hand along a railing as I ascended a flight of stairs I found at the end of the hall, spying a red door with a pair of intricate bronze doorknobs. I looked up at the sign above the door frame that matched the doorknobs.

" An unused music room?" I put my ear against the door, then stood back and glanced left to right.

"Doesn't sound occupied…maybe no one would mind…"

The second my hands touched the cool bronze my life had forever changed course.

That day I met the Hetalia High Host Club.

"Welcome~"

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A/N: Yo, normal dudes! This was just the prologue. Real chapters will be longer! ^^"

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