Warning: Some strong language not appropriate for little children! You have been warned.

In Italic are Belarus's thoughts.

In Bold are America's thoughts.

Thing Underlined are another language.

In (Brackets) is the meaning of the underlined word/s.


It was Monday, a new year and first day in The Nation's High School.

Belarus was walking with her older brother Russia.

"Are you looking forward to your first day of High School Belarus?" Russia asked looked at her.

Stupid school, stupid age, my dear sweet brother how could they do this to us! You know what this school can go burn in fucking hell for all I care!

"Не! Чаму я не гэтак жа класа, як вы Расеі?

(No! Why am i not it the same class as you Russia?)"

Russia laughed. "Because I'm older than you."

"Гэтая школа можа пайсці паміраць па-чартоўску дзірка!

! (The school can go die in a fucking hole!)" Russia sighed.

"How can you hate this school so much already and nobody will understand you if you speak like that Belarus."

"Трывалы (Tuff)," Russia looked at her in a way that made her heart skip a beat. "Fine," she said in English, glaring him. Russia smiled. "Your first class is Science. Da?"

"Yeah." She sighed, she looked at her older brother, "Russia," she said in the most seductive voice she could manage. "What." He said getting scared. "Вы будзеце цалаваць мяне? (Will you kiss me?)" She said, fluttering her eyes. Russia laughed awkwardly. "Da. I will if you promise to try and have a good day"

"Yes!" she said quickly He leant down to his little sister, who had already closed her eyes parted he lips ever so slight.

Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. I promise!

He kissed her, on the cheek. Belarus's eye flew open. She looked desperately at him. "That's not what I ment." She growled.

"Just try, please! For me"

"I hope i don't sit next to an idiot," she growled, "or I might just have to kill him." she said touching her knife secretly hidden.

"England! Hurry up dude or we will be late!" America shouted. Can't be late on my first day!


It was 8:26; school started at 8:30.

"You had to stop and get a burger!" England shouted!

I can't help it! "It's my first day, I was nervous!" he shouted back. They ran to the school gates just in time. "We made it!" America huffed, need another burger, but no time must get to lesson "I have Science, it's a shame you're in the year above, see you later England!"

"Don't get into any trouble!" England said, halfway to his first lesson. Like I could get into trouble.


First lesson, five more to go. At least I'm sitting by myself, and the class seems to be full of a bunch of idiots, you can tell by the way they speak.

The teacher was calling out the register. "Feliciano Vargas."

"Ve! I'm here!" an annoying Italian boy,

"Lovino Vargas"

"Here, now, where's my PASTA!" a grumpy Italian boy who seems to be the twin of the other and of course there sitting next to each other.

"Gilbert Weillschmidt"

"Here, and avalible ladies" a Prussian boy, annoying.

"Feliks Łukasiewicz"

"Here, now bow down to me hahaha!" Polish seems to think everyone wants to be him, sitting next to the Prussian.

"Matthew Williams"

"Here" he's Canadian, but seems ok a bit quite and sitting next to someone i think i reconise...

"Eduard Von Bock" where have I seen him before, Oh yeah, he works for Russia an Estonian boy I think. Quite, and no doubt a nerd.

"Alfred F. Jones,"

No reply but suddenly, a boy with blond hair, glasses and blue eyes bursted through the door.

Made it "Sorry I'm late!" he was American and about to ruin my day… the only seat available, was next to me.

The teacher huffed, "Sit down Alfred."

America scanned the room looking for a seat, and saw the empty on next to Belarus. Wow! She's so beautiful; I wonder what her name is…

"Netalia Alfroskaya" the teacher called.

"Here" Ok, I wonder what nation she's from… I gritted my teeth as he wald over to me and sat next to me, with a stupid smile on his face.

She is so beautiful. "Hi, I'm America! What's your name?"

"Чаму, чорт вазьмі, я кажу вам: сыходзіце вы амерыканскага піздзіць! (Why the hell would I tell you, go away you American twat)"

Umm, what? America sat down and stared at Belarus confused. "Is there a reason why you are staring at me with that stupid look on your face Alfred?"

She spoke to me! Well say something back! "Um, sorry, I just, um," stop stuttering

Idiot.

America took a deep breath and smiled. Again with that stupid look.

Hi my name is America and I was just wondering if you wanted to go on a date with me! Is that so hard to say? Come on if you need to practice.

Belarus huffed and turned her focus to the teacher who was still calling names. "Francis Bonnefoy"

Will you on a date with me?

"Oui I am here!" an idiot French but in the corner of my eye I can still see the stupid American what the hell is he thinking about?

"Elizaveta Héderváry"

"Here" A Hungarian girl. I think she's is in my street maybe, well she seemed alright but this American, wait. Why am I still thinking about him?

Will you go on a date with me?

Ok, today we will be learning about dissecting and tomorrow, we will be dissecting a frog."

Ok so we will be dissecting Francis, cool.

"Miss," said the French boy. "Can we not you ze, I am very squeamish."

Will you go on date with me? Ok time for the real thing.

He spoke quietly at first, "Um, Natalia?"

"What Alfred" She said coldly.

"Well I was just wondering if you would like to go on a date with me?"