Hello everyone! This is my first fan-fiction, so I hope everyone doesn't hate it that badly. Anyways, I already ran into a problem when writing this. It's that Belgium doesn't have a human name. So being the brilliant person that I am, I Googled it, and it seems that Laura was a potential name. So I went ahead and used that one.

Sorry if the chapter is too long, like I said, this is my first time doing this so I didn't know how much was too much. But if you guys find something out of the norm, I would really appreciate it if you say something about it.

Yup, I got some SpainxBel in here. Although I love Romano, I just felt like Spain and Belgium would be really cute. I'm also not really sure about other ships. but I would like to add some USxUK, ItaxGer, and AustriaxHungary. I have an idea with what I want to do with Canada, but if you guys have any other kind of suggestions, I would love to hear them.

Also, this is a ReaderxSwitzerland. Readers should be girls, but hey, if you're a guy and dgaf, then by all means, don't let me stop you.

So some warnings: Strong verbal language (I guess one warning.)

Enjoy *insert cute scribble line THAT I CAN'T SEEM TO FIND*

DISCLAIMER: I don't own the hilariousness that is Hetalia. Everything goes to their respected owners.

The New Kid

Ah, shit! I'm going to be late! I turned off my alarm and kicked my covers off. God damn it, why didn't Laura wake me up? I quickly put on my school uniform that consisted of a white collared button up long-sleeved shirt, a plaid red skirt with leggings, my favorite pair of Converse and my red tie. I grabbed all my school work that was on my desk from last night and shoved them into my bag. After doing my usual morning routine at break-neck speed, I descended the stairs.

I ran through the living room and out the door. But as soon as I stepped outside I knew I forgot something. That something dawned on me as I looked at my car. I tilted my head back and groaned as I marched back inside and searched for my keys in a hurry.

Damn it, damn it, damn it! Where did I put them? I was soon tipping chairs and tossing couch cushions until my eyes slid past the little key rack we had by the door. Laura had recently bought it. Oh my God, I am such an idiot. Face palming myself mentally I snatched my keys from the rack and locked the door behind me. Thanking God that school was only a five minute drive from my house, I drove into my school parking lot. But seeing as how I woke up late, there were only parking spots in the back.

This is what I get. This is what happens when I procrastinate from my homework. I jumped out my car, locked it, and ran towards the building. I took out my phone and checked the time. Only five minutes. And I needed to stop by my locker.

Aw, this sucks! My locker was on the other side of the school. I paused between two hallways, breathing loudly. Deliberating whether or not I should just go to class and forget about my books. I started jumping up and down, unsure of what to do. Ah fuck it. I speed walked down the hallway towards my locker.

As I was nearing it I looked at my phone again. Three minutes. I slid off my bag and quickly spun my combination. I pulled down the lock, and it was still locked.

"Uuugh." I banged my head against the cool metal. A hopeless laugh came from my lips as exhaustion started weighing me down.

Why do I try? I looked at my phone again, two minutes. Shit! I hurriedly put in my combination again and this time, it unlocked. Saying my thanks to the mystic powers of the universe, I stashed some of my books away and got the ones I needed and practically ran to my classroom. I saw a blonde with oval glasses running towards me. I immediately recognized my childhood friend, Alfred. He was cursing under his breath as he tried to fit books and papers into his bag while running.

"Alfred! Get to class!" I yelled at him as we were nearing each other. He looked up and flashed me a smile.

"The hero always arrives last minute!" he said as passed me. I was smiling to myself as I had found what he said humorous as the bell started ringing.

Lucky for me I was outside of my destination. I busted into the classroom out of breath. Man, I need to run more.

"Oh look! (y/n) made it!" I waved at Feliciano then looked at where my teacher was supposed to be standing. But he wasn't there.

So I ran for nothing? I thought to myself as I took my seat that was at the back of the classroom, with guess what? A window view. I collapsed into it and tried to control my breathing.

"Geez, you're out of shape aren't you?" Laura, who sat in front of me, said. She had light brown hair that sometimes looked blonde in the sunlight, pretty green eyes and a red head band in her hair that matched our uniform. This is what Laura the demon looks like.

"Shut up. I don't need to be told that." I thought that I had a normal body. Not too skinny, not too fat, but just right.

"Well I'm glad you made it here on time. It wouldn't be the same without you, you know?" Feliciano said in his light-hearted voice. He was an easygoing Italian with brown hair that had a particular curl that stuck out.

"Thank you Feliciano. I'm glad someone cares." I glared at Laura.

"What? I care."

"Then why didn't you wake me up?" Laura and I lived with each other in a cool Victorian house. Our parents are business partners, and since they're practically gone all the time, they figured both of us living together would be safer than if we each lived alone.

Laura flushed a light pink color and said, "I had to do something early in the morning…" I gave her an all-knowing gaze with a slight smirk.

"Off with Antonio?" She looked down and started playing with her hands. Feliciano and I shared a smile when she spoke.

"I did wake you up you know." I rested my head on my hand and looked at her.

"What do you mean?"

"I set your alarm for that time." I widened my eyes at my sudden realization. I usually wake up to Laura's alarm, so I never set up my own.

"Bella noooooo! Don't cry! Here, here!" Feliciano got up and gave me a hug and tissue as he saw small rivers of blue come out of my eyes.

"W-what are you crying for?" Laura stuttered. I wrapped my arms around Laura's neck, rubbing my face against her head with Feliciano still clinging to me.

"I'm sorry Laura! I'm so lucky to have you as a friend, forgive me!" She was lightly laughing gripping at my arms so that she could breathe better.

"But you could've set it earlier you know?"

"(y/n)! That's not how you apologize!" Feliciano said with his head on my right shoulder.

"But it's true."

Laura, laughing a bit louder said, "Consider it your punishment for staying up too late."

There was a small moment of silence.

"Fair enough." I said letting her go, and in turn so did Feliciano.

"Oh hey, so where is Mr.-" Just then Mr. Miller entered the classroom with a blonde boy behind him.

"Sorry I'm late everyone!" He said as the students went to their seats.

"But we have a new student."