"So this is it, hunh?" A boy around the age of 16 muttered. The boy was fairly tall, had blonde hair that seemed rather disheveled, and was wearing a red shirt with jeans. He walked up to an extravagant entrance. There was a door that appeared to be gold, but probably just had gold plating. Around it was a small building that didn't look anything like a school.

The boy opened the doors and walked in, to find a line of students around his age waiting to enter. It appeared to be a long hallway, and at the end was a man- probably a teacher or administrator- attending to the students. Following the area in which the man was situated, there were stairs that went down. The line began to shrink, as students went down the stairs, and soon the boy was next in line.

"Name?" The man asked.

"Denmark, sir," The boy replied.

"Welcome. I am the principal here, and if you have any problems, please visit my office. Now, you can go down the stairs and the first right turn will be the hallway to the dorms. You're one of the earlier arrivals, so you can choose where you want to stay." The man told him as he went through a list of names and checked him off.

"Okay. Thank you," Denmark said as he walked off towards the dorms. 'This is a really nice school… a lot better than my old one, at least,' he thought. As he continued through the hall, the dorms showed up. Most of the ones in the front were already taken, as the doors were already closed. The dorms with open doors meant there was still space.

Denmark walked into a dorm, and saw that it was completely empty. Hopefully, he wouldn't have to share the dorm with anyone else. As he settled and left some of his belongings on the bed, someone walked into the dorm. He was short, but still looked rather mature, and was wearing a greenish-blue shirt with jeans.

"Hello! I'm Finland. You can call me Tino Do you mind if I stay here?" He asked.

"Sure, you can stay as long as you don't mind my snoring," Denmark replied with a smirk. He continued sorting through his belongings, and was about to go out and explore when he realized that Finland might just be his first friend here. "Hey Tino, do you wanna go explore this school with me?"

"I'd love to! Where do you want to start?" he replied.

"Well… I'm in band, so I'd like to find the band room," Denmark stated.

"I'm in band, too! I play the flute," Tino exclaimed as he did a little dance to show his excitement. He turned and looked at Denmark. "What instrument do you play?"

"Trumpet. Isn't the flute a little too girly for a guy like you?" He asked with a joking tone.

"I didn't originally want to play the flute, but my mother use to play it all the time when I was younger. When she died, she left it in my possession and I decided I would play it in her memory," Tino answered in a bitter sweet manner.

"Oh… I'm sorry, I didn't realize," Denmark quickly replied. He didn't mean to make fun of Finland, it just seemed that it was rather odd for a guy to play the flute.

"No, no, it's fine. It happened years ago, and I really don't mind talking about it," he said.

"What about your dad?"

"I've never met my dad. I was told that he just left once he learned I was going to be born. I'm not quite sure why… maybe he just didn't want to have a family," Finland explained. Denmark was surprised that he didn't seem sad.

"And you don't mind?" Denmark questioned.

"No, I really don't mind. I mean, I can understand if he wasn't ready for a family. Some people just don't have the ability to be a parent. So I don't blame him. What about your parents?" He asked.

"My parents don't live too far from here, and they just felt that I should go to a private school and live on my own for a bit to become more independent. I think they're just too annoyed about having me around," Denmark told Tino.

"Annoyed? Why would they be annoyed by you?"

"Haha… I'm rather loud once you get to know me. I think they were just bothered by having to take care of me and such. It doesn't really phase me, either, because I've been wanting to get out of the house for years. Now's just my chance."

"As long as you're happy about it, I guess that can't be too bad," Tino commented. "Hey, we're at the band room, now!" He pointed to a room the left.

"Wow… this is huge compared to my old school. And really fancy. I'm liking the private school atmosphere," Denmark grinned. He looked over to a boy playing the trumpet. He was fairly short, had blonde hair with a little piece of it curling out on the left side of his face, a clip in the shape of a plus sign, and a scowl on his face. Denmark decided to walk over and talk to him. "Hey, I play the trumpet, too! We're going to be really good buddies."

The boy stuck out his foot, but Denmark didn't notice and tripped over it as he walked over. "I'm Norway. Nice to meet you, too," He said in a matter-of-fact tone.

"What was that for?" he said while rubbing his head from falling over.

"You left yourself wide open. I couldn't resist, to be honest," Norway told him.

"Norway! Don't trip people, it's not nice," A boy who looked a lot like Norway said as he headed over in their direction. He had a silver tint to his hair, and was wearing a white shirt with jeans. Once he noticed that Denmark was going to introduce himself, he turned to the side and looked flustered. "I-I'm Iceland. Nice to meet you." He shoved out his hand to shake Denmark's hand.

"I'm Denmark! Haha… you're a bit shy, aren't you?" Denmark laughed as he shook Iceland's hand. "Are you guys brothers? You look really similar."

"Yeah, we're brothers. And Iceland's a bit shy. Don't mind him. He'll warm up to you if you actually get to know us well enough. But I wish you luck on that. We don't tend to branch out very often." Norway explained. He turned away and continued playing the trumpet.

"Hmmm… well it was nice talkin'!" Denmark exclaimed as he turned around and headed towards Tino. He turned back to look at Norway one more time and thought 'Norway and I are going to be great friends. I'll just have to work really hard…'

"Are you ready to head back to our dorm?" Finland asked. He placed his flute back into his cubby and headed out towards the door. Denmark followed, and they quietly walked back. "So I see you made new friends, hunh?"

"I guess you could call them that… they both seem like the inward type of people, but I'll just have to work my friend-making magic. Did you meet anyone?"

"No, I haven't met anyone yet. I just wanted to see where the band room was, and make sure my flute was in a cubby. We might as well get a good amount of sleep tonight because band camp tomorrow is going to be really tiring, or so they say." Finland warned. They continued to the dorm, and crashed as soon as the two had entered.