A/N: Hello, everyone. This is my first big Hetalia story. Warning here: If anyone doesn't not like pervertedness and perverted reference stop reading now. Also this is a cracked up story so, yeah. I don't not use any of the countries' human names most of the time throughout the story and I have to give credit to my fabulous co-author Tomoji-kun. This story wouldn't be as hilarious without her help. Read, enjoy, review, and totally laugh your ass off!
Chapter 1: Welcome to Crack Ville High!
Amanda and Meagan walked through the large iron gates that led to the Hetalia High campus. Meagan walked with style, grace and confidence and Amanda clung to her best friend, shy and nervous.
The campus was already alive with students of all kind and age roaming the grounds. Meagan made her way towards her class, ready to show everyone who she was.
"Amanda, let go of me!"
"No, no, don't leave me!" The clinging cry baby shouted drawing many people's attention. "I'm so afraid! I don't want to be alone!"
"Shut up and get off of me already, you baby! We're going to be late to both of our classes and on the first day too!" Amanda was now clinging to her friend's leg and let herself be dragged along in the grass. "Let go!" Meagan finally was free of Amanda's grip and took off towards her class. Amanda stayed there laying face down in the grass for a couple of moments, attracting many stares, and finally got up. Amanda and her uniform were now covered in grass and dirt. She did her best to brush off all the grass but still her uniform was dirtied and grass tangled in her hair and dirt was smeared across her face.
She turned to the people that stared and defensively screamed. "What? What're you looking at?" She then ran to her advisory class.
A blonde haired boy watched her as she fled passed and simply said, "Gosh, what a drama queen."
Miss Ancient Greece waited and watched as her students filed into her classroom one by one. Then just as she was about to shut the door, a very dirt covered and disgruntled Amanda stormed in, scaring the students.
"It's Medusa, aru!" China screamed in terror, clutching Hong Kong tightly.
"What? What are you looking at?" She hissed at China.
"Um... you may take a seat in the back next to Korea." The beautiful teacher directed Amanda toward the back. Amanda stomped her way to her desk and plopped herself down in the seat. Korea looked at the girl, inspecting her in detail. She had brown chin length hair that looked smooth and silky even with all the grass stuck in it. She had sparkling dark blue eyes and faint freckles that speckled her nose and cheek bones. And Korea noticed that her breast size was approximately a C cup and were nicely rounded. He felt the sudden urge to squeeze them, his hands reaching for them out from under the desk.
"What the heck are you doing?" Amanda yelled, his hands inches from her breasts. Blushing out of embarrassment, Korea turned away, pretending that he was doing nothing at all.
After that embarrassing, situation Amanda listened to Miss Greece call role. After she was done, it was clear that more than half of the class were Asians.
In the other class, though...
Sir France welcomed every student with a delicate kiss on the hand, even the guys. Then came Meagan, he kissed her hand and she smirked. "Finally, someone who realizes how great I am."
France let out a chuckle. "What a confident one you are, Mon Cher."
"So, Teach, where do I sit?" She had perfect posture and stood straight with her hands on her hips.
"Next to Romano, dear." Meagan went to her seat and was welcomed by the loud mouth she had to sit next to and his crying brother, she assumed because they looked so much alike. She sat there at her desk patiently waiting for the loud mouth to acknowledge there was now someone sitting between him and his wimpy little brother. Meagan's tolerance was running short very quickly until finally she blew her top in a matter of seconds. "Yo, shut your pie hole!" Then to the crying one. "And stop crying you wuss!"
The crying boy cringed and then kept on crying and then the loud mouth shouted at her. "I'm the only one who can talk to him that way!"
"Do I look like I care?" She then put her ear phones into her ears and cranked up the volume on her mp3.
Romano inspected the girl. She was tall, about 5 feet and 6 inches and wore her long dark brown hair down and it reached the middle of her back. She had sharp green eyes that could pierce a cold man if stared down with them. She had long eyelashes and a small mole that looked like a star on her right breast, only noticeable to pervy people who looked at her chest for a long while.
"What are you doing looking at my boobs?" Meagan glared at him and before he could say anything the girl sitting in the desk in front of Romano turned to Meagan.
"Hi, I'm Belgium, you're seriously bad ass you know that?"
"Well of course I do." Meagan smirked and leaned toward Belgium. "Its very nice to meet you Belgium."
Then they were interrupted by France. "Before we get started here." Meagan put away her mp3 to listen to him. "I'd just like to say one thing to all of you." Raised her eye brow and waited. "Welcome to Hetalia High!"
Amanda and Meagan then both thought at the same time. "More like Crack Ville High, but I'll make sure my time here is definitely a good one."
Another A/N: There, a nice short beginning of a very long funny story. I hope you liked it.