First time writing Hetalia omg. Please be nice ):
Pairings in here : Germany x Fem! Italy (Main)
America x Hungary
France x Fem! UK
Prussia x Fem! Canada
Spain x Fem! Romano
Russia x Berlin (more will be explained)
Greece x Fem! Japan
I will try to update as best as I can ^_^
#Np : Maroon 5 - One More Night
Disclaimer : I do not own Hetalia.
The sun was blazing down on the courtyard. Freshmen in their new school uniforms were piling out of their transportation, dragging their luggage and made their way towards the hall. Seniors loped around while waiting for the ceremony to start.
Feliciana Vargas wanted to get out of the heat as fast as she could. The school blazer wasn't helping with the stickiness she felt on her back combined with her white formal shirt... yuck! Her sister, Lovina Vargas, was on her right, swearing in Italian about the heat.
They carried their suitcases and tried to climb the staircase amidst a throng of students, freshmen and seniors together.
"Ve, was it a good idea to come here...? We should have stayed at boarding school." Feliciana said and glanced at her sister's direction.
"No, boarding school sucked balls. The academy here is at least co-ed and much more better than that shithole we went to that we called school. And the girls... Eeurgh. I'm sick of seeing girls faces every single fucking day! I wouldn't be surprised if I turned lesbian or something."
Feliciana frowned a little and shrugged. It was true that boarding school was very boring and there were no boys. Not that Feliciana disliked boys, she had very little contact with them. This new place scared her a little seeing all the new faces and the unfamiliar surroundings.
She and Lovina headed for the freshmen seating area and grabbed two chairs. While her sister was busy checking her hair in her favorite compact powder, Feliciana took this opportunity to look at the students in the hall.
They all looked nice enough and her eyes wandered to a group of boys that were fooling around. One boy with a distinct American accent was telling a joke while four other boys were laughing to it. Another boy with silvery hair was serenely smiling at the back with a blonde haired boy who paid little attention to his friends but more to his book. Feli didn't know why but she found him a little interesting. The girls... well. Some looked nice, some looked bitchy.
"Stop spacing out idiot. The teacher's calling for attention." Lovina irritably mentioned and hit her shoulder.
Feliciana turned around and twirled her curl on the side of her hair. She did that whenever she was bored or thinking deeply about something. She and Lovina had the same curl on their hair and she found it as a great way to distract herself at awkward situations.
The hall eventually settled down and the welcoming ceremony began.
A little short, sorry. Review? xx