I am Carolyn, and I have always been a quick packer. Faith, one of my best friends, would invite me over for sleep over's, and I would be there in five minutes with everything I needed for the night. My mom would surprise me with a trip to France, and I would be packed and at the airport with time to roam around in the airport shops. But those were never for more than a week or two. Now I'm braced with on extra large rolly bag against my entire room.

The day before school started my mom said that for me too have a better college application, it would be good for me to spend my next two years in a private high school. I was fairly wealthy now, so it was probably a fancy-ish school. I wasn't quite used to the money yet, but my mother was. My grandfather was like super-super rich because of stock stuff, and when he died he left it (mostly) to me. TO ME.

The only reason we can think of to why me, is that I want to become an engineer one day. My grandpa always wanted to be an engineer, but his father wouldn't let him. So we concluded that he wanted me to live his dream for him after he died. It's a bit sad, but I couldn't find another explanation. My step grandma is still pissed though, since she received only 10%. Thats still a lot though. I got 90%. That's even more than a lot.

My mom has control of my money, since I'm not an adult yet *cries* and is now sending me away from my group of best friends I now (finally) have. The place she's sending me is called Hetalia high, and is supposed to be a mainly self study school. They ask you what you love, and you some how learn every subject from that perspective or something. I'm not sure. I was told yesterday I was leaving today. Thanks for telling me ahead of time mom like usual. Thanks.

I already told my friends Faith, Jordanne, Kia, Tay, Dell and Brianna that I would be leaving. They were all heart broken, and threw a fit. But what choice do I have? Bring them in my suit case? I began sorting through my clothes and packing my favorites. I am an avid reader and writer, so I put my favorite books, kindle, note books(empty, and full) in too. I packed a random assortments of soaps and shampoos and other supplies. I put three rolls of duck tape, some velcro, a sewing kit, my water colors+brushes and some other artsy bits of things and tools in on top. I looked around, and ripped down the majority of my "hot fictional guy"posters(11th doctor, Harry potter, Castiel etc.) and added them to my bag.

In my duck-tape bag I'll be using as a carry on, I packed tic-tacs, a small notebook designed to look like legos, a recon corps jacket (from attack on titan(I have too much money remember?)) and my all important mac air named Matthew which means "Gift of god" because it was the first thing I bought with my grandpa's money, and I was like, "Thanks god! I can write with out a pencil now!" But don't get me wrong, note books are still the best way to write a story. I have a note book collection that is precious. No Judging. Anyway…

I put on my high top grey converse, and packed my slippers. I put on my long fuzzy sweater, and put my hair in a sloppy bun with three hair ties, leaving several more on my wrist. I like being prepared. I stuffed my ear buds in my ears, and phone in my left pocket, wallet in the right. Looking at my self in the mirror quickly noted that I looked very me-ish today which was good. I wanted to be me at this school. I hated having to act like someone else at school. But I have figured out acting like everyone else can still leave you alone to eat in the bathroom at lunch. I grabbed a packet of gum and rolled my belongings out to the car, embracing my destiny.

Too bad my past decided to gang up with my mom and follow me to my destiny. My friends seemed to like my mom more than me some times. Ugg. I hopped out at the air port and Faith and Jordanne threw themselves at me as if I didn't just see them last night.

"Hey! You'll never guess what's happening!" Jordanne squealed in my hear not ending the hug for another few seconds.

"Whaaa?" I asked confused

"We get to go with you! My mom let me cuz she hates me, and wants to get all the kids out of the house." Faith said grinning

"And MY mom said it was ok as long as you pay, and I don't get pregnant." Jordanne said a little hopeful, "You will pay for us to come right? Your mom already said you would anyway, so let's go." She them dismissed he own question, and started to drag me of toward our waiting aircraft.

I thought I was going to have a whole changed life among the rich, hot boys at my new school. Shit. New plan: Get them to become best friends, so they leave me alone, then sneak off and find a tall blonde senior. Yup, liking the plan already. I smiled at my thoughts, but was snapped back to the present when we borded the plane. I was seated in the window seat next to Jordanne, and faith sat right in front of me. Faith liked to be alone and avoid us sometimes, especially on the bus (my moms car) to school, or when we were walking. We usually went places in a group of three, and we ended up in this pattern.

Now I was faced to listen to Jordanne's rants about any comic book/anime character there was out there. It was interesting yes, so I listened. But I some how marvel at how she can talk for an hour about Nightwing's ass (did you see my pun there?). If you don't know about it, then talk to Jordanne, or look it up on google. You will get the same amount of information. She can make you become obsessed with anything, it's a real gift.

When we arrived in the air port, there was a guy holding a sign with "Hetalia high" written on it in such fancy hand writing, you might as well call it calligraphy. Walking over to him, he surveyed us, taking in our appearance.

"Hi, we're here." Faith said, to state the obvious as usual.

"Are you looking for Hetalia High?" He asked with doubt laced in his words.

"Yupz." I said, just to annoy him, he was too snobby for my liking.

"May I see some identification?" He said, putting the sign under his arm, and holding out his hand.

I dug around my wallet and handed him my summer pool pass. I didn't really have much else to show him, I can't drive, and I lost my old school's ID months ago.

"Follow me then. I'm Roderich." He said smoothly and sadly at the same time, "I will be your personal driver. Just for today thankfully." he said in a way that told me he hated his job, and I felt a bit sorry for judging him.

"Hmm, Personal driver," Faith said, "I hope you're not a rapist."

The personal driver and I glared at her, even though I think she might be serious… Jordanne quickly distracted her of that line of thinking by quizzing her on the address's of the Harry Potter characters, then laughing at her when she couldn't remember where Snape lived. Faith's eyes glanced at me as if to say, "This is your job".

I sighed and walked next to our driver and studied him. He had thin wire rim glasses and brown hair that was parted on the right and combed over except one little bit that stook up. He was thin and tall and wore a navy blue suit that seemed too fancy for a chauffeur somehow, maybe it was just the way he held up his chin.

Remembering I was going to be a new person, I decided to ask a question, "Do you like you job?" I don't normally ask questions to find information, I usually just observed and took mental notes of things.

"I like my job on all but today." he said as if I'm supposed to know what he means

"What?" I asked, feeling a bit stupid, but trying not to care

He sighed, "I'm actually the new intern for the music teacher at Hetalia High. I'm a senior, and being an intern gets me high school and college credits. I only am forced to pick up students today because the school is being cheap, and have to do what I'm told." Oh. That explain why he hated it. He looked older, but he was probably just a year or two older than me. Odd? Yup quite, the other me replied in my head.

We drove in a car marked "Student Driver" down through the airport car garage out on to the high way. It took about twenty minutes before we turned at exit 7 and on to a small town street. The place seemed like a college town, and it all surrounded eight brick buildings with two floors to each. The buildings were placed in a square around a small park and fountain. Behind one building was a football field that doubled as a soccer field, that had a track around it. Talk about condensing. It didn't quite match the rich private school image I had in my mind. But it was quaint and I liked it. It seemed orderly and all the buildings matched. I decided I liked it. There can't be too many people at this school though. It must be like no more than 200 people total thats how small the dorms looked.

"This place is awesome, we get to live here without brothers or parents for two years!" Faith said, finally getting excited about this, but it was probably the 'without brothers' part she liked the most.

Roderich lead us to the Office which was on the first floor of of the building marked "cafeteria". Maybe it's not as orderly as I thought…

"Here's the new students" he said.

'Thanks personal driver dude' I waved. He didn't wave back, just raised an eyebrow and walked away, pushing up his glasses as they slid down his nose from his swift gait.

"Hello! I'm the Office Lady and Guidance councilor!" I like how she called herself office lady, I smirked. Faith grimaced though, she hated guidance councilors. She used to cut, and they were the one to force out all her life tragedy's by the second meeting. She hated them, and you could tell from her fiery green eyes that matched her short, dyed red hair.

The lady didn't seem to notice the glare, and handed us our schedules and dorm numbers. Then she reached backed and grabbed out three bars with our names on them. Greeeeeaaat. Uniforms.

"These are you're uniforms. You're expected to wear them, but" she leaned over and staged whispered, "you can do whatever you like to them, as long as you don't deface the school symbol, or write any swears on it." then she leaned back and smiled before returning to her work.

We looked at each other and smiled, I'm soooooo glad I brought my art supplies. We ran out (ran as in walked at a faster pace than usual) to the girls dorm that was to the left of the cafe. We looked at our room numbers and sighed, we weren't together. Oh well, we'll just have to deal with meeting new people! Faith didn't seem happy about that, but Jordanne didn't seem to care.

We walked in, and our eyes exploded. The entire first floor was just pure awesomeness. Their were couches and bean bag chairs around little tables and tv's. There were computers and shelfs of all types of books. There were mini fridges and lockers on the walls. An entire wall was a white board that was graffitied over in multiple languages. There were spots that were split leveled and went up to hammocks hanging from the ceiling. There was a chocolate fountain and candy on a big glass table by the stairs to the second floor. The walls looked like they were continually being painted. There was a pile of board games with blue paint splashed over them. The entire place was chaos, but seemed like the coolest place in the entire world. We just stood in the door way for a while, some people were around the room, and they looked up, but didn't pay us much attention.

I slowly walked forward, pulling my bag inside, "We should drop off our stuff before we get devoured by the stuff in here." I stated, then turned toward the stairs, and stared to go up. Faith followed me, grabbing a bag of smarties, and Jordanne stood there for a moment longer before ascending the stairs.

The second floor seemed like a hotel, and was much less messy. I was in room 10, Jordanne was in 9 and Faith in 8. All next to each other. I secretly planned to learn morse code and talk to Jordanne wall-to-wall. Faith would go to bed at 7 anyway.

I knocked on my door, not knowing if there would be someone in there or not. Luckily no one replied, and I walked in to a nice room. There was a window facing the multi-function sport area, and a private Bathroom! I was overjoyed at that fact. I saw only one bed, so assumed we didn't have roommates. I thought we were, but whatever, I don't need a roommate, but I kinda wanted one. I set my stuff down, and went into the hall. I counted the doors. There were ten in total, mine being at the end of the hall next to the stairs and across from room one. Room one and two were labeled 'storage', and didn't seem to be occupied. That meant that only 5 other girls were on the entire campus… that was strange. But it also meant that the few girls we saw down stairs made that entire mess. It was the first day of school, did they not clean this summer or what?

I walked down the hall and looked at the names on the doors, and wrote them down in my little green lego notebook.

1storage

2storage

3 Eva

4 kat

5 Natalia

(other side)

6 Elizabeta

7 Angelique

(8 Faith

9 Jordanne

10 Meeeeeee)

Hopefully no one saw that… I hate looking like a stalker. I knocked on Jordanne's door, and opened it anyway. She was just putting way some stuff in drawers.

"Hey, I'm going to go talk to some people down stairs. It seems there are only 5 other girls!" Then I left her to her unpacking. I went down stairs knowing Faith wouldn't want to come anyway, and if she would, she would come in her own time.

I noticed some thing I didn't notice before about down stairs. The floor was carpeted with a map of the earth, and all the countries were labeled. The other thing was there were two walking machines and a bike rack. Bikes inside. No. I liked biking, and I hated bikes inside. No. Anyway… I walked over to a nice looking girl (as far as I could tell from behind anyway) in blue overalls who was watering a mini cactus forest by a window.

"Um, Hello there?" I said as my attempt to greet someone

She turned around, and the first thing I saw, not to be weird or anything, was that she had like a size J boobyness. The next thing I noticed was that she was smiling at me already, that was just too awesome.

"Oh, are you one of the new students? Welcome to Hetalia High!" Then she crushed me in a hug. I tried to breath, but there were two things from stopping me if you know what I mean. When she let go she was still smiling, and so I started to smile to, must be contagious.

"Natty! Come over here and meet this girl! What's your name?" she asked after yelling for some person named Natty, that was probably Natalia form room 5. Yup, memorizing rooms and names already.

"I'm Carolyn. What's your name?" me being polite, yes!

"Just call me Kat, this is my sister Natty." She linked arms wish a skinny girl with long silver-grey hair who had no facial expression, except slightly angry. Kat didn't seem to notice.

Natty just nodded at me and walked back over to where she was... I looked a bit closer, and she was sharpening matching daggers that looked suspiciously like they would fit right in her boots… I shivered slightly and turned back to Kat.

"Where are the other new girls? They must meet everyone. But first, this is Elizabeta."

"Hello Carolyn, I'm Elizabeta" A girl in skin tight black exercise pants and an army greet tank top said, slowing down from running on a walking machine. The TV behind her showed a cooking channel called "How To Fry".

"Are you seriously choosing to run, like, for fun?" I asked. Polite-out-da-window hmm.

"Woman should pride themselves in their strength just as much as men." was her reply before gulping down some water. I noticed she also had a pink flower in her long dark brown hair. So she could also have a girl side… maybe.

"Ah! Eva, meet the new one!" Kat said, so I turned to see a petite short haired blonde in a long maroon dress with a purple ribbon in her hair. I looked back at Kat, who had a white ribbon in hers, then over at Natty who also had a white ribbon in her hair as well. What's with these hair accessories?

"Hello." she said smiling shyly and holding her hand out, I shook it, and returned the smile.

Then Kat pulled me over to a girl sewing a giant dolphin stuff animal by hand, "Angelique! Meet the new student." A tanned skin girl with long dark hair tied in two red ribbons looked up at me from her bean bag chair smiling. Yay! More Smiling people!

"Hello, just call me Angel. So you're a new student? Welcome to Hetalia High." She kept smiling. Girls form my old school didn't smile this much, maybe rich kids smiled more, what should I know?

"I'm Carolyn. Why are there so few girls here?" I asked, really hoping they'd take the question seriously

"Well, this school was originally an all boys school, but a few years ago they opened it up to girls, but they still don't always realize it's co-ed now." Elizabeta said walking over to answer my question.

"How many guys are there?" I asked

"Oh, a lot more. 25 I think. But I haven't really counted."

"Wow, this really is a small school." I didn't think 30 people counted as a school, maybe a single math class but not an entire high school.

"Yes it is, but is's nice." Kat said. Right, well, more guys than girl means I have options, that a plus I guess…

"I'll go get my friends now, they probably are hiding in their rooms and reading or something." I waved a quick good bye and scampered up the stairs. I knocked on faiths door first this time.

"Faaaaaaiiiithh" I said opening the door. Oh, so she did meet someone already. In her room was another girl. She had long blonde hair, a bit lighter than my own, and glasses. When she turned I saw that her eyes were purple! Purple! OMG.

"Hey, who are you?" I asked

"I'm Madeline … This is my room…" She said in a quiet voice.

"Well, now its our room." Faith said with a huff

"Oh, I thought we didn't have roommates." I said. Maybe there was a mistake?

"There aren't supposed to be for two people, but they forgot they had assigned this room to me…" Madeline explained

"Well, Faith, you will just have to deal with people from now on." I said, "Now come on, I need to introduce you to the others." Then I left to knock on Jordanne's door.

"Jordanne?" I said, wondering if there was going to be another girl that I didn't know of again. There wasn't. Not a girl anyway.

"Bonjour, ma belle." A very french accent said, directed towards me, from a very french looking guy. He had wavy blonde shoulder length hair, and wore stylish clothes.

"Uh, Hey?" was my eloquent response

He chucked in a weird french "Honhonhon" as he stood up. He grabbed my hand and kissed it. Who does that anymone?

"I'm Francis." He pulled me closer to him, "But you can call me-" But before I heard what I was supposed to call him (if I even could over my heart beat), He was hit over the head with a frying pan.

"This is the girls dorm! How did you even get in here?!" an angry Elizabeta said to Francis who held his hands up in surrender.

"Sorry! I shall not bother these lovely girls again." He reached to kiss Jordanne's hand, but his hand was smacked away by the frying pan. Wait, why did she have a frying pan?

Then with out further ado he fled cradling his manicured hand to his chest.

"I should have known he would interfere, he's such a pervert, I apologize for any molestation you had to endure." Elizabeta said, leaving to make sure Francis actually left properly.

"Well…" Jordanne said, still flustered.

"Yeah." I said, "I like this school!" we nodded and smiled our upmost secretive smile's we commonly share.

"Let's go get Faith, did you know she gets a roommate? So unfair, I kind of wanted one…" I opened the door marked with an 8.

"Hey come on, get your ass in gear. Meet. People. Now." Faith groaned

Us four walked down to see more guys than girls. This was the girls dorm right? Francis was talking it up with Angel and was flanked by an albino guy and a smexy Spaniard. Then an Italian looking guy, who and an absurd piece of hair curling out of his hair, was drawing on the white board wall. A tall worried blonde guy was trying to get him to leave. Then a Japanese guy looked like he was just there because of the blonde and Italian. I saw Elizabeta was distracted by our personal driver, and Kat and dagger girl were talking to a tall guy wearing a long coat and scarf. He was totally dressed for the wrong season. It. Was. August.

We just stood by the chocolate fountain looking out at the crowd (crowd compared to before anyway).

Then the albion and Spaniard noticed us, and walked over to us.

"Hey newbies. The Awesome has arrived to answer any questions, and yes, we are single." The albino said smugly. No wonder he was single.

"What's up ladies, I'm Antonio, that guy's Gilbert." He jerked a thumb at the albino.

"Well, I'm Carolyn, That's Jordanne, and Faith." I said pointing to them when I said there name

"And the other one?" Gilbert asked

"I'm Madeline. I was here last year too." She looked hopefully at him, to see if he remembered her, but he didn't seem to hear the last part.

"Hey, Maddie." He winked at her, then saw Roderich leave, so Elizabeta was heading this way, "Uh, see ya tomorrow…" then he grabbed Antonio's hand and they ran out of the way of a Frying pan that knocked some skittles off the table.

"Should you be throwing that?" Faith asked when she picked up her beloved pan

"Yes, in fact, I should. Those guys don't have the right to be in here!" then she went after the Italian drawing on the white board, but seemed to be nicer to him for some reason.

"Well," Jordanne said, "I think It's time for bed." I looked at my watch, it was almost 8, wow time flies.

"Sure, but I'm grabbing dinner." I took a bag of gummy bears and and a box of RiceKrispie treats. The others took their own snacks and retreated to their rooms. Now there was a uniform I still needed to re-design. I smiled and started to unpack my art supplies devising a plan to make boring awesome.