HETALIA INTERNATIONAL HIGH SCHOOL DRAMA CLUB
First meeting; August 31st
Come and sign up if you wish to join!
Lukas Bondevik stared at the paper that had been taped to his locker, one slender eyebrow raised slightly. He was a new student, so he assumed that the members of the club saw him as a potential recruit. That would make sense, after all. He tore it down and went to crumple it up, but then remembered the words of his mother.
"Lukas, you need to get involved in the school community for once." She had told him before he had left for school that morning.
He stared at the paper skeptically for another moment, then made his decision and shoved it into his dark blue messenger bag.
At least it would get his mother off of his back.
"TICK TOCK ON THE CLOCK, BUT THE PARTY DON'T STOP, NO-OH-OH-WOAH-OH!" a blonde Dane belted the lyrics of a popular pop song, drawing many sniggers from his classmates.
"OH-OH-WOAH-OH—" he continued, until…
SMACK.
"Mr. Densen, please refrain from expressing your love of Kesha in my classroom." The teacher, a blonde Swede whose name Magnus couldn't pronounce, said with a whack to the Dane's forehead.
"Aww, Mr. O, why so much hatin'?" Magnus asked, rubbing the bump developing on his forehead and smirking. A few more of his classmates giggled. The teacher rolled his eyes, turned around, and walked to the front of the classroom.
"The director of the drama department has asked me to hand these flyers out to my classes today. Please take one and pass the rest back." He said, beginning to hand a bunch to the front of each row. When Magnus received his, he glanced at it and immediately shoved it into his binder dismissively.
About halfway through class, he began to stare at it. A grin crept up on his features. This club, being the only one he hadn't signed up for in the past, might offer a cure to the blonde's insatiable boredom…
Besides, he needed new people to bother.
He snorted at the thought (earning a glare from his teacher) and decided to give it a try.
[A/N: So, this is the first multichapter fic that I've ever written. Like. Ever. This is only the prologue, and the rest of the chapters will most likely be a lot longer and more descriptive. I know how I want to officially start this and how I want to end it. However, the stuff in the middle… THAT'S FAIR GAME. 8D.
APH BELONGS TO HIDEKAZ HIMARUYA AND TIK TOK BELONGS TO KE$HA]