Sorry for updating just now . And also, I don't own Hetalia because the owners are too awesome :P
So I was stuck with that Italian idiot again. He was glaring at me as usual and I don't know why. "What?" I grunted. "N-Nothing," he stuttered, looking away. What was up? This Romano doesn't usually stutter when he talks to me, weird. "Why're you stuttering?" I asked. "I-I am not stuttering, you mango bastard!" Romano shouted. "Mi cute little red tomatoes, let's go," Kuya Spain said, going down his spiral stairs.
"Opo (Yes)," I said as I stood up. I noticed Romano muttering something as he picked up his bag. I wonder what it is. Well, anyway, we all walked together to school. "So how's school so far, Romano and Filipinas?" Kuya asked, smiling at us. "It was great, Kuya! I have lots of friends now and I'm especially close to Indonesia and Malaysia!" I cheered.
"How about you, Romano?"
"Fratello is too close with that potato bastard..."
"Is that all you can say?"
"Mango bastard is too noisy in class..."
"WHAT?! I am not!"
"She thinks so fucking pretty flirting with all the bastards there."
"Hey, Romano! I am not like that, right, Kuya?"
"Romano, Filipinas is the most conservative girl I know, she's just friendly."
"Yeah, right.."
I rolled my eyes at him as I crossed my arms. I do not flirt with them! I don't even have a crush on them! How can Romano say that to me? Well, he is Romano, I should have guessed. As we arrived school, I saw Kuya France and, should I really respect that guy? Kuya Prussia.. =_= Waiting for Kuya Spain. And I also saw Malaysia and Indonesia waving at us. " Fratello!" someone suddenly hugged Romano from behind. When I looked back, I saw Japan, Germany and Veneziano. "Ohayou, Romano-san, Supein-san and Firipin-san," Japan bowed. "Good morning," Germany greeted. "Buon giorno, Spain-nii-chan and Piri-tan!" Veneziano childishly smiled at us.
I really cannot believe that Romano and Veneziano are two parts of an Italy. Veneziano is too cute and Romano is NOT. Well, when he resists to be wrong, it can be cute. Ahh.. Tsunderes... "What took you so long, Philippines?" Indonesia scratched her head. "Maybe that whiney little Romano bastard has influenced you lah," Malaysia said, glaring at the said Italian. "Don't worry, Indo and Malaysia! Romano can never influence me," I smiled at them, reassuring I would never be like Romano.
As I entered the school, many 'countries' started greeting me. "You're popular, lah," Malaysia said. "Yeah," I giggled. Am I really that outgoing? Or am I just thick faced (makapal ang mukha)? Well, anyways, school was still divided. The Allies and the Axis are the most popular. The trios also, Malaysia, Indonesia and I are called MaPhilIndo.
And yeah, I am a sophomore there and I will never be allowing someone to call me senpai or senior or whatever. As I entered 2-1, I saw America blabbering that he is a hero.
"I'm the HERO "
"St-Stop, America," I heard Canada whisper. America was always this noisy, I wonder where he gets his energy. As I put my bag on my chair, I looked at my position in class. Seriously, I'm in the middle of Romano and Veneziano then America is in front of me and Japan is behind me. Oh lucky me... =_= "Hey, Phili, did you do our assignment in Music?" Indonesia suddenly asked me. "Yeah, Kuya Spain keeps on reminding me to do my assignments you know," I said.
"Good girl, when you were staying in China's home, you were such a spoiled brat lah," Malaysia said. "I know, luckily, Kuya Spain is such a good influence," I smiled. "Hey, I heard that, aru!" I saw Kuya China by the windows of my room. "K-Kuya China," I weakly smiled. "Why are you like that, aru?" Kuya China pretended to cry. "Calm down, you were part of the me now so calm down okay? You're special to me," I said. Kuya China began to smile. "Great, aru," he said. "Fucking suck up," Romano suddenly appeared.
"Don't cuss in front of my little Ma-i, Romano, aru!" Kuya China said. "I'm not a kid anymore, you know, I said. "I know, aru. Anyways, you want to join us during lunch, aru? France cooked something especially for you, aru," Kuya China offered. "Sure, why not?" I smiled. Romano glared at me and I noticed it suddenly. "Yeah, go with your fucking boyfriends, than spend time with someone so bad ass like me," Romano said, full of confidence.
I was too distracted with Romano's ego that I didn't notice Kuya China leave. "You're asking me to lunch, Romano?" I asked. He suddenly grew red. "N-No, fuck no! I would never ask someone as a mango bastard like you!" he grew redder and redder. "Then what does the 'go with your fucking boyfriends than spend time with someone so bad ass like me'?" I asked. "N-Nothing," he looked away, more red than ever.
I wonder what's up with Romano...
