Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia or any of the characters (except my OC).
AN: I know many don't like OC's for a lot of reasons, but please give this a go. And I use the countries actual names in this fanfic, so they are like actual, everyday people in school.
Chapter one: The new girl.
(Ivan :Russia's: P.O.V)
"Ivan, it's time to get up, sweetie." A sweet voice called out. My eyes peeled open as I threw my hand over my face, rubbing it slightly as the sunshine shon in, burning my eyes a little. My eyes finally adjusted to the light, scanning the room to see my older sister standing by the window as she had finished drawing the curtins, letting all the light in.
"Come on, sleepy head. You don't want to late for your first day back at school after the holidays." She smiled, walking over.
"mmm..." I mumbled, feeling the warm blanket snuggling my body, wrapping it up in a cosy cage that I couldn't seem to break out of. What did it matter if I missed one day? I wouldn't miss anything, I never did. My school life is uneventful, boring if anything.
"Ivan!" My sister called out again, sounding a little more stern this time. Before I knew it, she ripped the warm paradise from my body, letting the cold air hit my skin and wake me up more.
"Katyusha, why would you do that?" I cried, curling up into a ball to keep all the warmth I could.
"Ivan, you've got school. Don't make me tell you again." She scowled before walking out, leaving me alone to adjust to the cold.
I rolled onto my back, staring up at the ceiling. Really, another whole season has gone by and it was the new start back at school. Pretty soon people would be getting ready for the spring fesitval, which is always really great. But, there's always one problem: I never have anyone special to spend it with. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy my friends company- they're great friends. But I know it won't always be like that. Surely they'll find someone special and leave me behind. That's how I see it anyway. I'll always be that friend that's alone, that can't seem to find the one.
Somehow, I managed to pull myself up to my feet, making my way over to my uniform that hung from my wardrobe neatly. I stared at it for a moment, not wanting to put it on. But I had to. But I had other same old morning routines to do first.
I made my way downstairs and into the kitchen, seeing Natalia, my younger sister getting herself a glass of orange juice.
"Goodmorning, Natalia." I mumbled. She spun on her heels, her hair following her motions in a gentle swish.
"Ivan?" She spun on her heels, her hair swifly following her motion with ease. "You never usually talk to me in the morning."
"It's your first day at Hetalia. I thought the least I could do was see you off." For some reason, that comment made Natalia blush a little and she spun again, coldly turning her back to me.
"Thank you, but I'll do just fine." And with that, she scurried away. It was a little unusual, but she always acted like that with me. I never really thought much of it, but I guess maybe all little sisters are like that.
heading to the fridge, I pulled out a juice can and quickly drank it down, feeling the refreshing liquid cool down my mouth. I woke up quite chilly, but now the heat was getting to me a little, already making it hot indoors. The juice was just what I needed,
I made my way into the bathroom and had a wash, splashing the cool water on my face after brushing my teeth, making sure I was fresh faced before heading to my room, looking at my uniform again. I let out a sigh as I pulled it out, getting into a fresh pair of boxers, socks and a vest. The I slid my white shirt over my arms and buttoned it up.
"At least we get the summer uniforms now" I sighed, doing my tie up and neatly placing it correctly. And as usual, I put on my school trousers and then my dark blue school blazer. It was hot out, and the summer uniform didn't request we HAD to wear it, but I felt more comfortable in it. Most of the guys in my class wore theirs too, mainly because our class had imense cooling fans that made the room quite cold.
When I was dressed, I looked in the long mirror on my wardrobe door for a minute, checking everything was in place when my own cold, pale eyes met my own in the mirror, staring back at me with the same noncholent stare. My simple, silver hair that rustled slightly as the wind blew in through the window, my rather big nose that was my signature feature. I was quite tall, too, wasn't I? All these things I was looking at was all me, the shell I live in. Was I really so avoidable?
I let out a long sigh, turning away and grabbing my grey scarf and bookbag, heading downstairs again and to the front door. I slipped on my shoes and wrapped my scarf around my neck.
"I'm going." I called out. Just then, Katyusha walked out with a smile.
"Walk safely, Ivan." She smiled before a small frown plastered her face. "You're wearing that scarf in this heat? Ivan, you'll die of heat."
"I'm fine, I like my scarf." I replied, opening the door.
"Alright, well see you later, little brother." She smiled. And with that, I nodded and headed out. The heat was a lot more immense out here than inside. As soon as I stepped out, the heat hit my body fast, but I didn't mind. Instead, I walked and paid it no mind.
My path to school was pretty dead with the odd person walking along it every now and then, or a few cars. It was a nice stroll. The path was shaded by several early bloomed cherry blossoms and several other pretty trees. And the shade was much needed and appreciated.
Eventually the people came more in numbers as I approached the school gates, the towering building that stared at me with it's demanding grades and disapointment. I strolled in, just wanting to get into my cool, cold classroom.
As usual, there was a smartly dressed teacher at the gate, telling all the students to neaten up their uniform, sort out their ties or to remove a peice of clothing that wasn't part of uniform.
"Mr. Braginski, I do believe that scarf is not school uniform..or even fit for this weather..." He said, raisign an eyebrow slightly. Was he seriously still getting surprised by this? I wore my scarf everyday, no matter what the weather was.
"No sir, but I like wearing it." I replied. He noded his head slowly, knowing there was no point in protesting with me. We had already gone down that road, and he was well aware I wasn't one to simply bend over backwards for such idle rules.
"Alright then, hurry it along. Just take it off when you get to class." He said, nodding his head and sending me on my way. Of course, I never listened to him.
I stepped inside the cool building, feeling a million cold kisses of air on my face and hands. I tugged at my scarf a little, letting some of the cool air make it's way down my neck and cool me down more. It felt so good that I just stoof there for a minute, letting all the air in with my eyes shut gently and a smile on my face.
"Ivan?" I looked around, seeing a girl with long, brown hair smiling at me. "What are you doing wearing that scarf in this heat?" She giggles, already knowing what I'd say. It was my good friend, Elizabeta. Her and I have been friends for many years. I can remember when I was all on my own during middle school. I had no friends and Elizabeta was the first person to talk to me in a long time, other than my sister's, of course. She introduced me to her friends, Gilbert, Arthur and Kiku and we all became good friends, all the way up until now.
"Come on, let's get to class. It's so much cooler in there." She smiled and we both walked down the hall together, making our way to our class.
"So how was break, Ivan?"
"It was nice. And you, Liza?" I smiled, still gently holding my scarf away from my neck.
"Oh, yeah, it was great. I'm just happy the cold weather is going away." She stretched her arms over her head, revealing her belly-botton as her school top lifted up slightly.
"Yes, me too. Although people have more reason to question m scarf again."
"Yeah, it is a little strange how you can deal with the heat and wear a thick scarf." She teased.
"I suppose it's something I can just do." I smiled as we arrived at our class. Liza slid the door open, heading in. I followed behind, letting out a large sigh as the cooler air hit me. It was so good.
"Now this is better." Liza's arms were spread out and her head tilted backwards. "Ahhhh."
"Aren't we lucky bastards?" Another boy called out from his seat. I looked to see a red eyed boy with white hair grinning like some idiot, as usual. That was Gilbert, the clown of our small group of friends.
"Watch your language, Gil." Liza scowled, sitting in her seat. I followed and made my way to my seat at the back of the class, right next to the window too. It was good because I got a nice view and some nice sunshine, but not too much that it ruined the cool air in the room. Liza sat in front of me, spinning around in her chair to face Gilbert and I, who sat beside me. In front of Gilbert was Arthur, who was quietly reading a book. He was into those and often got lost in thought. He had messy, blond hair and large eyebrows. People used to make fun of him for it, but after Liza and Gilbert had their say with it, no one ever picked on him again. Apparently I'm quite scary too, so people didn't want to get on my bad side.
"Where's Kiku?" Liza asked, looking around. Kiku was another friend of ours and he sat in front of Liza. He had black hair that neatly framed his face with cold, emotionless eyes. He was a quite boy, very nice and often liked to sit back and observe, sensing the mood, I guess.
"Who knows. Maybe he's off procastinating somewhere." Gilbert shrugged.
"He's in the auditorium." Arthur spoke up, placing his book down and turning back. "He said he had somethings he needed to check on."
"Like what?" Gilbert asked.
"I don't bloody know. It's Kiku, so it's probably something to do with philosophy." Arthur said, picking his book back up and placing a bookmark in it, placing it in his bag.
"He'll be in on time. Kiku is never later." I said, smiling to reassure them. They all often worried about Kiku, mainly because he was always off in his own world or too quite. They saw it as shyness or lack of caring. However, I could see that Kiku was very down to earth, which they knew too, everyone did. But they mistook the fact that he's the silent type, the time to observe. He's more 'down to earth' than people realize.
"Speak of the devil." Arthur spoke up, all our eyes heading for the door as it opened and Kiku came walking in.
"Hai, I am here." He said softly, sitting in his seat and placing his bag under his table.
"Well now that that's sorted...Ivan, please take off that goddamn scarf. It's making me hot just seeing you wearing it." Gilbert moaned, leaning away from me and fanning himself.
"Yes, I'm worried you might end up fainting from heat." Arthur sighed.
"Do it for us at least?" And with them all looking at me and Liza's caring plead, I simply nodded, removing the scarf and sticking it into my bad.
"There, now you don't have to worry." I said. They all smiled at me, except Kiku. He was sat facing the front the whole time.
"So who's excited for the spring festival this month? Liza asked, lifting her arms high above her head.
"I know I am!" Gilbert followed Liza's actions, except he jumped up a little getting overly excited.
"It'll be good this year too now that the shrine has been repaired." Everyone nodded, agreeing with Arthur.
Yeah, it's be a lot safer too. I can't believe we couldn't have it there last year." Liza almost sounded shocked, leaning forward and raising an eyebrow.
Kiku turned around to face us, holding a calm face.
"Lets all do our best to have fun this year. All of us together." And with that, everyone nodded, including myself.
"YEAH!" we all called in union.
Just then, we heard the bell ring and everyone made their way to their classes. When all our other classmates entered the roon, they let our large sighs as the cool air greeted them, cooling their red faces down.
We were all sat there for a few minutes, the class room loud with morning chatter. It took a while before our teacher, Mrs. Jones walked in followed by another girl who was tucked behind her, leaving us without a clear view. Mrs. Jones cleared her throat, getting all our attention.
"Good morning everyone and welcome back for another school term. I hope you all had a lovely break." She smiled. " Now, we have a new student joining us today, so please, make her feel welcome and be kind to her." She moved a side, gesturing to the young girl stood beside her. She had pink, braided hair that fell over her left shoulder and big, brown eyes and nervously looked around the room, but avoiding direct eye contact with anyone. She held her bookbag close and had a smile, embarressed smile plastered on her face. For some reason, I couldn't look away. I was completely glued to her face, taking in all her features.
"H-hello. I'm Zoe Ferron. I hope to get along with you all and that I don't cause any trouble for you. Please, take good care of me." She bowed her head, keeping it down for a moment before bringing it back up with a small smile.
"Thank you, Zoe. You can take the seat third from the back on the second row, in from of Mr. Kirkland." The girl looked for the seat and then nodded, heading towards it. As she walked to her seat, our eyes met, clashing in a split second before they were quickly averted again.
After she had taken her seat and Mrs. Jones got on with the lesson, I noticed my cheeks had heated up a little and my heart was racing in my chest. What was that? was I having some bad effects from the heat? It never happened before, not unless I was running or something.
I shook it off, thinking nothing of it and tried to focus on the lesson, but I found myself taking glances at the new girl, looking at her and staring for a few minutes before quickly averting my eyes again.
Lucky class was finally over and I could get some fresh air, maybe clear my head and get some water. But before I could go anywhere, Mrs. Jones wanted to say something.
"Before you go, I want someone to volunteer in showing Zoe around and maybe being her friend." I looked at the girl to see her nervously staring at her desk. She must have felt like a burden or something being in her situation. I was considering raising my hand, but before anyone had a chance to do anything, Liza was out of her seat, throwing her hands in the air.
"Me, I'll do it!" She called. Mrs. Jones was even startled by Liza's sudden jump of energy.
"Alright, thank you, Liza." Mrs. Jones said, pushing up her glasses a little. "Everyone, you are dismissed, except Liza and Zoe. I need to explain some things quickly." Everyone got up out of their seats and made their way out of class.
Gilbert, Arthur, Kiku and I all headed for our usual spot: a bench located under a large tree that gave us the perfect, cool shade and grassy floor. It was perfect for this weather, and always filled me with that perfect summer nostalgia. I was really going to miss it when I finished school.
"So does that mean the new girl is going to join our awesome group?" Gilbert grinned.
"Probably. It's nice to see a new face." Arthur smiled, looking up from his book.
"Yes, I think she looks like a nice girl." Kiku nodded his head, still with his calm face and composure.
"What do you think, Ivan?" I looked at them, slightly unsure of how to answer Arthur's question. What did I think? I had a mix of emotions that I wasn't sure of when I thought of her.
"I think...she'll make a nice addition to the group." I replied, hiding my smile behind the scarf that was wrapped around my neck again.
Before long, Liza came walking over with the new girl, smiling and gesturing to us.
"And these are my friends." She stopped, pointing to us individually. "Arthur, Kiku, Gilbert and Ivan." She looked back at the girl and smiled some more.
"Hello there. I'm Arthur." Arthur smiled, leaning forward in his seat with his arms resting on his legs, holding his book limply in his hand.
"I'm Kiku. It's nice to meet you, Zoe-san."
"I'm the awesome Gilbert. I'd say it's an honor to meet you, but it's obviously the other way around." And with that cocky grin on his face, Liza elbowed him hard in the stomach, making a large cracking sound and knocking that smug grin right off his face as he slowly fell to the floor. Liza giggled and waved it off.
"Don't mind him, he's always like that. And he'll be fine, he's used to getting beat up by girls." Liza teased, sticking out a tongue. The girl giggled lightly, blushing a little from the heat and the extra energy.
"It's nice to meet you all. Thank you for taking so kinly to me." She bowed her head again, coming back up with a big smile. I felt my cheeks heat up again and my heart started beating fast again, eyes wide at her smile. It took me by surprise, I never thought I'd be thrown off like that. But why was my body responding in such a strange way?
"Don't mention it, love. It's always a pleasure to meet new people." Arthur smiled, standing up and shaking her hand. Her cheeks went a little redder, clearly a little taken back by Arthur's typical gentleman manners.
"Thank you." She giggled. Liza took her hand and led her over to an open space on the bench and they both sat down opposite Arther and Kiku, who spun around on their seats to face them. I was sat next to Liza, and Kiku was next to Zoe, who was busy answering all the questions they were all throwing at her. Eventually, Gilbert was able to drag himself up to his feet and sit beside me and Arthur, joining in on the conversation.
"So where are you originally from, Zoe?" Gilbert asked.
"Well, I've lived in the UK all my life, but recently moved here due to family business. Plus, I love the culture in Japan and have been studying the language for some times now. I'm really glad to be here." She replied with such a light, yet noticable dedication to her voice.
"Interesting. I'm also from the UK. I moved here at a young age though, same reasons." Arthur commented, resting his chin on his hand, indulging in the conversation even more.
"My family owns the local shrine here, Zoe-san. Feel free to visit any time you want to study the cultures." Kiku bowed his head.
"Oh, thank you, Kiku-san."
"Oh, and you're just in time for the spring festival this year." Liza smiled, gleams in her eyes as she laced her fingers together and held her hands close to her chest. "It'll be so great with someone new to come with us."
"I've always wanted to be in Japan for the changing of the seasons festival, especially spring." Zoe smiled.
"Oh, it's amazing. It's the best one of the year." Arthur nodded. "In fact, we get a lot of tourist that visit this tim of year."
"Yeah, but wait until you see the cherry blossoms bloom. It's super awesome." Gilbert was practically exploding wiht excitment.
"The fireworks show at night is always really beautifully displayed too. And at the shrine, it's a great view with the best atmosphere." I managed to speak up. Our eyes clashed again, this time with something else. Her eyes were kind and warm, expressing the smile on her face as she took in what I said.
"Ah, it's going to be so amazing!" Liza smiled, hugging Zoe slightly. My eyes averted from her completely, looking directly at the table and smiling slightly, feeling the heat in my cheeks and the thump in my chest. Maybe the sun really was just making me feel weird today and my friends were right- wearing that scarf was no good for me, not in this heat.
First chapter one. I hope you enjoyed it and continue to read and review with love. Please give some constructive feeback too if you can- I always like to know how I can improve. Uhm, I also want to point out that this fanfiction is slightly based off the song 'only exception' by paramore. Anyways, thank you and I hope the use of my OC is ok.