Okay…my first story here so let me give a try…
Hetalia does not belong to me…sadly. Rated T for language and this is just the beginning of the mystery…enjoy.
He slowly inspected the room quietly; searching for an empty chair, he's not very good at socializing like his brother does so he wants to avoid crowds as well as other students. His amethyst eyes carefully search for any empty table until he saw a familiar blond waving his arm at him, he quickly let out a small smile; it was his hyperactive twin brother. He quickly rushes to his side and sits next to his brother that quickly patted his head. The time passed and their teacher didn't arrive, most of the teens on the classroom where starting to get out of place and to bully and do mischief to each other. Matthew just maintained his composure; something his brother had lost minutes ago. Suddenly his purple eyes catch a slight movement from his brother, he had jump above the desk and landed on his seat as well as the other students; everything became silent because their teacher just arrived.
"I-I-I'm really sorry for arriving late to class" she said placing a pile of papers and books at her desk.
A few mocking laughter was heard and by each passing minute they grew louder. The teacher just glares at her students that were chuckling and smiling at her, but in an unusual way.
*"I have a feeling that Mrs. Rivera was making babies last night" Alfred whispers and pretends to cough.
The whole classroom started to laugh; even Matthew let out a small laugh, but quickly hid it burying his face on the notebook. The teacher slightly blushes and slowly starts to fix her messy brown hair. This reaction made everything worst, all the students started to laugh even louder and other were pointing at the teacher trying to regain her lost composure.
"Very funny Mr. Jones" she said feeling uncomfortable at the comment of her student. She proceeded to clear her throat and to gather few papers that were scattered around the floor and her suitcase.
"I wonder how it was…" a teen sitting in front said while winking at Alfred that nodded; judging by his accent he was French. The teacher didn't reply she just placed the papers she just gathered next to some textbooks she just brought and slowly started to write on the blackboard.
"Probably good my friend Francis, she was left speechless and all messy" Alfred snorted and again everyone started to let small laughs. The teacher just blushed and sighs, but she continued steady in her writing.
"How we are going to call the baby, Alfred?" Francis retorted back while laughing at the teacher when the book she had in her hand fell to the floor; she just glimpse over her shoulder to the two boys that were doing the not-so-funny-joke, though the classroom said the opposite to her opinion.
"I dunno...maybe crap motel because the hotel was too expensive and the house was too boring?" in this the teacher stands in front of the class and crossed her arms and glare at both of the students.
"Alfred you should stop it…" Matthew whispered to his older brother's ear and he just shakes his head in disagreement.
"I see Mr. Jones woke up from the right side of his bed" the teacher slowly tapped her arms and looked strait to Alfred's blue eyes; he glared back at her brown ones and then smiled.
"No madam…if I wake up from the right side the wall will stop me for sure" Matthew started to pull his brother jacket to make him shut his mouth, but it didn't work. "How come Mr. Jones?" she added, this time standing in front of him.
"We always wake up from the left side" he laughs. "Hey, I thought you were the teacher"
The teacher just sighed and went back to her desk and sits down and slowly searches between the pages of the textbook she was carrying; then she returned her sight to her students.
"Since Mr. Sunshine is so 'cheerful' today, all of you have to make a monograph consisting of ten pages from tomorrow and also an essay of what you learn while doing it" she smiled as she turned the page and the students jaws dropped while some other glared at the American that found it funny. "Oh? And the essay, I want more than two hundred words…class is dismiss" She closes her book and waves goodbye to her not-so-happy-students.
"Mrs. Rivera sudden changes of excitement can trigger a heart attack!" Alfred said while leaving the classroom, his teacher just sighed and shakes her head slowly. "You have been warned" he added while waving his hand to her.
"What I'm going to do with these kids?" she smiled and waves back at him while closing the classroom door while hiding the sudden redness of her cheeks.
*Mrs. Rivera…oh God! My dear Advance English teacher! To be honest my friend and me actually said all the words Alfred and Francis said…but, she denied it and months later we find out she was INDEED going to have a baby…*laughs*
Oh did I mention that is my first fic? Did you like it so far? No worries I promise it will get better…and I fail at humor.