First chapter of my MexUsa fanfic. But you can tell that. Hope you like! =D
There probably will be instances of USUK later on 3
And of course, I don't own Hetalia: Axis Powers or World Series.
Only thing I own is Mexico.
Alfred F. Jones walked into his home, grinning and laughing as usual. It was his last day at his old middle school, and although he was going to miss his friends, he was extremely happy to get out of there. Alfred set his bags down, and as he looked up, he saw his younger sister staring at him with a package in her hand. Emily Jones, Alfred's younger sister, who acted JUST like him. She event tried to replicate his hairstyle once!
"Yo, Alfred!" Emily said-well, screamed. Not so much screamed, but she had a very loud voice for a 7th grade girl.
Alfred strolled over to her, and patted her on the head. "Whats' it?"
"This thing came in the mail for ya." Emily shook it, holding it to her ear. "I think it's clothes or something."
Alfred's eyes lit up as he attempted to snatch it away from her. He knew what it was- the uniform for the high school he was attending. University of Science and World Studies. It was one of the best high schools in the country, they accepted students from all over. To add, it was in New York City. One of Alfred's favorite places in the world. He's been all over the U.S.-Chicago, Los Angelos, Denver, Philadelphia, and D.C, but he loved NYC the most.
Emily held the package with one hand away from Alfred, grinning. "What is it?"
"None of your business, sis!"
"Come on, tell me what it isssss?" Emily whined.
Alfred rolled his eyes, pouting. "If you MUST know, it's my high school uniform."
"You're getting excited over a high school uniform?" She giggled. "Nerd." And pushed it into Alfred's chest. This was met by a playful punch from Alfred. "You're not allowed to punch, THE HERO!" He said, with extra emphasis on the word. "Or I'm telling mom." Telling mom always gets your little siblings to shut up, so Emily did that, and ran upstairs.
Alfred went to the kitchen table, unwrapping the package. He laid his clothes out in front of him, staring in awe. A yellow vest, a tie, plaid pants, and a blue jacket. Then snapping out of his awe, he murmured "S' okay, I guess." A thought then popped in his mind.
Would he be able to wear his bomber jacket?
Alfred ALWAYS wore his bomber jacket, ever since Christmas. His uncle Sam gave it to him, and passed away the night after. Quite a tragic event. Then, Alfred realized that he shouldn't care about school rules, they couldn't kick out THE HERO! "HAHAH!" he laughed loudly at the thought. Emily responded with a "Keep it down, Alfred!" She was probably texting her best friend Alice or something.
After a dinner with his parents about this new school, it was a boarding school, his parents were going to miss their little Alfie, Alfred went to his room and opened Firefox. He typed in the name of the school's website, browsing through the programs. A baseball team, huh? He remembered all of the time spent training his little sister to hit a ball, back when he was 8. Ahaha, good times, good times.
"Alfred! Lights out in 5!" His mother yelled up there. Alfred closed his mac, and got all snug and cozy in his bed.
END.
If you haven't guessed, Emily is Fem!America
