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UNHS Chapter 1
{Alfred POV}
I never thought I could be so excited about school at 6:30 in the morning, definitely since the school had mandatory uniforms, but when they send a limo to pick you up and it has a full breakfast buffet inside, how could I not be excited‽ I had been dreading the idea of boarding school all summer, but this isn't that bad! I hope mom can survive without me, {and I hope she sends me cookies}. What are you talking about, I won't miss my mom, I'm a hero!
I think it's so cool how I got the ONLY spot for the USA at United Nations High School… Man, this school has a cheesy name, but who cares? I don't! Hahahahaha! Why did my butt just vibrate? Oh! My phone! I wonder who texted me… it's from an unknown number, I'll just delete it, if they were important I would have their number in my phone.
Whoa, what was that noise? I stuck my head through the sunroof to see my limo go through these huge gates towards and even huge-er mansion. The driver yelled at me to close the sunroof because the food would get everywhere, little did he know I had already eaten all the food. But, being the hero I am, I complied without complaint.
I wonder what high school is like, this being my first day and all… But this school sounds pretty cool! It's supposed to have a student from every country in the world! That must be thousands! And they chose to put it in the good old USA, instead of whatever sissy European country they were thinking about. I mean, I know a lot of Spanish from all the Mexicans in my middle school, but not enough to go to Spain or something.
The limo stopped, and while I was fixing my hair in the window and very hyper man opened the door and greeted me. He had gold eyes, very curly hair, and an almost Italian accent… Almost. But not quite the same.
"Welcome to United Nations High School and your new home! Follow me!" he said, heading towards the massive building I had seen from the sunroof.
I looked around "Am I the only one here?"
"Yep! Since you were the closest you got here first, but everyone should be here by night fall! Feel free to have the cooks make you something if you get hungry, but we ask you not to explore the building in case you get lost!" He left and I asked the cooks to make me 6 slushies, 9 cokes, 21 hamburgers, and 7 sundaes. They went to do their job and I went and made myself comfy on one of the couches.
After texting Chacha for like 10 minutes to distract myself while waiting for my food, the door opened and I heard the sound of claws on tile. I looked up to see Kumajirou and my favorite Canadian brother walking in.
"Mattie! How long has it been since I last saw you?"
He just stared at me and quietly replied "I stayed at your house last night because I flew in to tell you I was coming to school here this year! Why did you leave me? You didn't reply to my text either!"
"I'm sorry, I completely forgot about you. And that was you who texted me? Did you change numbers or something?"
"Non."
"You know I don't speak French Mattie."
"Ugh, pourquoi êtes tu si stupide?"
"I DON'T SPEAK PERVERT MATTIE!" because everyone knows all rapists are part French. Just after that an army of cooks appeared, 3 carrying a table, 1 carrying a chair, 5 carrying silver platters, 5 carrying the drinks, 2 carrying a fancy cooler looking thing (probably for the ice cream), and 1 carrying a flower in a vase which they placed in the center of the table.
I promptly sat down and started eating, all anger quickly forgotten because of the presence of my favorite foods.
I finished eating and they took the table away. Mattie and I talked until the next kids arrived. They were two kids from Italy, an angry-looking one and a happy-looking one.
"Isn't there only supposed to be one person from each country?" I asked.
Angry replied "Si, but when I got accepted our grandfather insisted that we both come since he's the co-headmaster or co-principle or whatever the hell he wanted to be called"
Happy followed with "Headmaster! And I'm so excited to be in a foreign country! This is going to be so much fun!"
"I get it, is your grandpa that really hyper guy who greeted me?"
"That'd be him!" Happy replied smiling. "I'm Feliciano Vargas, and this is my older brother Lovino"
"Well I'm Alfred F. Jones, And I'm a hero!"
"Yay!" Angry- I mean Lovino said sarcastically "The American is full of himself AND has part of his lunch stuck of his face" I quickly wiped my face on my sleeve.
"Lovi! You won't make any friends if you're so rude!" Feliciano piped in.
People started showing up at a steady pace until there were probably about 200 people in the room. The hyper came in and announced practically everyone was here, to which I replied, "This can't be all of them!"
The Brit sitting behind me said "There are only 195 countries in the world, many more and we would be inventing places like Sealand or something" I glared at him and turned back to the hyper dude.
"Hello! I am one of your Headmasters! You may call me Rome. This blonde man next to me is your other headmaster, you may call him Germania." Rome said gesturing to the man next to him. The men were about the same height, but Germania had the longest hair I'd ever seen on a man (well except for those pictures of guys from the 70s) with a single braid going down one side. Odd.
Rome continued "As you may have noticed there are different colors of uniforms, red, blue, green, and purple. All the people with the same uniform as you are the people you will share your classrooms with, so get to know them! You'll notice that you color may not all be the same grade, that's on purpose! I want you to befriend people who aren't the same age as you! Now Purple follow me, Blue follow Germania, Green follow the nice woman in the corner, call her Britannia. She's the school nurse, Red follow the other nice woman by the door, she's Hellas. She is the school's consular, if you have any problems visit her! Now we shall show you to your dorms!"
I looked down and saw my uniform was purple, I hadn't noticed the different colors. So After a lot of shoving and getting thrown off course, I finally made it to Rome, and I took a look around at my fellow Purples. To my dislike the mouthy Brit was in this group, but that wouldn't ruin my mood!
Once all the purples were there, Rome said "When I call your name raise your hand to show you're here: Sadik Adnan, Natalia Arlovskaya, Gilbert Beilschmidt, Ludwig Beilschmidt, Eduard Von Bock, Lukas Bondevik, Francis Bonnefoy, Ivan Braginski, Irunya Chernenko, Mathias Densen, Roderick Edelstein, Antonio Fernandez-Carriedo, Raivis Galante, Gupta Muhammad Hassan, Elizaveta Héderváry, Kiku Honda, Clara Jansenns, Nicolaus Jansenns, Alfred F. Jones, Heracles Karpusi, Arthur Kirkland, Toris Laurinaitis, Feliks Łukasiewicz, Berwald Oxenstierna, Im Yong Soo, Emil Steilsson, Tino Väinämöinen, Feliciano Vargas, Romano Vargas, Yao Wang, Matthew Williams, Lili Zwingli, Vash Zwingli." I watched as each person raised their hand. A bunch of people jumped when Mattie Raised his hand, it was pretty funny. Both the Italians screamed. "Since everyone appears to be here, let me show you to your dorms!"
We followed him out of the building and to another one that had a purple flag on top. Rome said it was to make sure we could find it. There was a building for each color and then a recreational building in the center with Sports fields outside of it.
"Here we are. You guys are the smallest class, but you are some of the most talented people in this school! Your rooms start on the second floor and have your names on the doors in alphabetical order by last name. Make yourself at home! The recreation building I told you about earlier is open from 4pm to 7 pm Monday to Thursday, 4pm to 11pm on Friday, 7am to 11pm Saturday, and 7am to 7pm Sunday, feel free to go look at it today! Your schedule is to the left of the main door. The building we started in is the main hall, it has the cafeteria and auditorium. All your classes will be in the main hall building, now I must be off." He said, heading to the door. We all stood there for a minute when he stuck his head back in the door and added "Oh! And if you have any questions all the faculty offices are on the second floor of the main hall." With that he left and we all headed towards our rooms. There were only 11 rooms to a floor, so my room was on the third floor.
I put all my stuff away and headed back downstairs. Everyone seemed to be doing a meet-and-greet kind of thing in the front room, so I joined them. I introduced myself to everyone, even the mouthy Brit/Arthur.
A bell chimed at 9pm. Rome came in and said "That's the bell to say you need to be in your building, there's one at 10pm to say be in your rooms, and one at 11pm to say lights out. It chimes 2 hours later on Friday and Saturday. During the week It chimes at 7:55am to say five minutes to class and at 8am for the late bell. It chimes at noon for lunch and at 12:55 for five minute until you need to be back to class and at 1pm as the late bell again. Lastly it chimes at 4pm to dismiss you. Does everyone get it? Good! See you all in class tomorrow!" He smiled and left again.
Everyone was pretty tired due to jet-lag so they all headed to their rooms. I wasn't very tired, but I went to my room anyway to check it out. It had a living room, a bathroom, a kitchen, and a hall that lead to your bedroom. It was pretty big. The fridge in the kitchen was stocked with the food I had filled out on a sheet they had sent me. I grabbed a coke and headed to bed.
I can't wait for class to start tomorrow!
Translations:
"Ugh, pourquoi êtes tu si stupide?" Ugh, why are you so stupid? (French)
Names:
Turkey - Sadik Adnan
Belarus - Natalia Arlovskaya
Prussia - Gilbert Beilschmidt
Germany - Ludwig Beilschmidt
Estonia - Eduard Von Bock
Norway - Lukas Bondevik
France - Francis Bonnefoy
Russia - Ivan Braginski
Ukraine - Irunya Chernenko
Denmark - Mathias Densen
Austria - Roderick Edelstein
Spain - Antonio Fernandez-Carriedo
Latvia - Raivis Galante
Egypt - Gupta Muhammad Hassan
Hungary - Elizaveta Héderváry
Japan - Kiku Honda
Belgium - Clara Jansenns
Netherlands - Nicolaus Jansenns
America - Alfred F. Jones
Greece - Heracles Karpusi
England - Arthur Kirkland
Lithuania - Toris Laurinaitis
Poland - Feliks Łukasiewicz
Sweden - Berwald Oxenstierna
S. Korea - Im Yong Soo
Iceland - Emil Steilsson
Finland - Tino Väinämöinen
N. Italy - Feliciano Vargas
S. Italy/Romano - Romano Vargas
China - Yao Wang
Canada - Matthew Williams
Liechtenstein - Lili Zwingli
Switzerland - Vash Zwingli
Ugh, i did not like writing as alfred DX but do not worry! there will be random narators! Like i think next chapter will be in Romano's POV!
I hope you like my story!
I love anyone and everyone who read this! 3
Hasta Luego!