AN: So this is my first story, I hope I did a good job. Please enjoy and comment/fave below!
It could have been worse. Even if I had to put up with the ridicule and torment of not being able to have any relatives… well living relatives. I do have relatives, but not my blood, only by the fact that my father and mother were close friends to these people.
I sat in the lobby of the school, waiting for the principal to show up and show me to my class. I would have been happy to find it on my own and 'got lost' to talk to some cute boy, but no, the principal was a firm believer in giving tours to new students.
"Excuse me, are you the new student?" Asked the principal as he walked up to me.
"Well I don't see any other student here." I said motioning around me. He just looked at me. No sense of humor, what a shame.
"I will show you to your first class." He said distantly, almost like he hated this part of his job. We started off down the hall and I was given 'The Speech'. Basically there was no being late, all classes must be attended even detention, and no fighting (I have a record for that). My first class was a language class. German of all things!
"Um, excuse me, but could I be placed in a different language class?" I asked looking in distastefully.
"Like what exactly?" He asked with a snip in his voice.
"I dunno, maybe Finnish, or Swedish, or Icelandic, or Danish, or even Nordic." I said throwing out the Nordic languages.
"We don't offer them. You will take German." He said and walked away. I huffed a sigh and opened the door for intro to German… it was going to be a long day and I knew it.
AN: Thanks for reading the first chapter! I do not own Hetalia, or Slender Man!