A/N I'm so excited that the Olympics have started! I was trying to get this chapter finished and up by the time the Olympics started but it seems that I'm about 5 days late. I'd also like to say thanks to the people that reviewed and followed. It gave me a lot of determination to finish this chapter sooner than later.
I find writing Emil's POV a lot easier than Leon's, so if Emil's chapters are a lot longer or Leon's chapters are a lot shorter that is why.
Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy and thanks for reading!
Emil's POV
"Emil! Get your lazy ass down here!" Emil heard Lukas, his older brother, yell from down stairs. They had just moved into their new home. They lived in Norway before coming here. Emil didn't see the point of coming here, but Lukas and their parents insisted that they come to Canada for school. They wanted Emil to go to this international high school that had people from all over the world. His parents said that it would make Emil more exposed to different cultures and more diverse things so that he wasn't so racist, which he insisted he wasn't. Lukas came with Emil to go to university. Lukas wanted to pursue a career in acting, so he came here because Canada had more opportunities in acting than Norway.
Their parents bought a house after finding a university that Lukas could go to that was near Emil's high school. Their parents seemed to score a jackpot with the locations of the school since they were just across the street from each other.
The city itself was surprisingly small, considering it had an international school and a giant university. The city only had two malls, both only being one floor. There was basically no traffic, only if there was construction happening on a major road. And of course, the city being in Canada, it had a lot of Tim Hortons.
Emil left his new room and walked down the stairs. He saw Lukas, hands on his hips making him look girly and sassy, standing in the foyer with a bunch of boxes in front of him. Once Lukas heard Emil coming down the stairs he looked up at Emil.
"What do you want?" Asked Emil, knowing it probably had something to do with the boxes.
"I need you to help me with these boxes," Lukas replied, pointing at the boxes in front of him then pointed to the kitchen. "They go in to kitchen. We need to put the dishes in the cupboards"
"Yeah," was all Emil said before he went to help Lukas bring the boxes into the kitchen. They mainly worked in silence, Lukas only breaking the silence to tell him where things went and to be careful with the boxes as to not brake the dishes.
When they only had a few more things to put away Lukas suggested that Emil got out of the house. Emil just nodded his head at the suggestion and made his way up stairs. He went to his room and sifted through a box to find his jacket. Once he found a jacket he made his way down stairs, making sure he had his phone and wallet.
"I'm going now!" Emil shouted into the house. Emil heard a muffled reply from Lukas and closed the front door. Emil didn't have a place in mind that he wanted to go to, seeing as he just moved here, so he wandered around.
Emil made sure to keep track of every road he passed so he didn't get lost, which has happened a few times and every time Lukas had to save him. Emil wasn't the best with directions, but after visiting a certain area a few times he can remember how to get there and back home.
Emil made it to the end of a street where there was a path that lead to some sort of forested area. He decided to go down the path since he loved nature. As soon as his shoes hit the dirt path he started to look around and enjoy the natural beauty. He listened to all the birds singing and almost tripped on a stick because he wasn't looking where he was going. After almost falling he figured it would be a good idea to look where he was going so he didn't get lost.
When he started to walk again he felt a vibration in his pocket. He grabbed his phone from his pocket and saw a texts message from Lukas. "Come home soon," it read. Emil fired back a quick reply saying that he would be back soon.
He turned around on the path and started to make his way back home. Before he could get very far, however, someone ran into him from behind, successfully making him fall. Emil instinctually closed his eyes before he hit the ground painfully. Emil heard something metallic fall onto the path but didn't see what it was, probably my phone, Emil thought.
"Sorry," Emil heard the person say. Emil heard them scrambling around doing Odin knows what. Emil finally decided to open his eyes when he heard the person had stopped moving. He looked up and saw that the person had choppy brown hair and golden-brown eyes. Emil assumed he was Asian because of his slightly narrow-slanted eyes. The guy held out his hand for Emil to take and Emil took it not wanting the guy to feel that bad.
"Thanks," Emil thanked him when he was pulled up. Emil felt around his pockets for his phone and couldn't feel it.
"Yeah," was all the guy said before walking off quickly. Emil was going to ask for his name or something, but he guessed the guy had to go somewhere and was in a rush.
Emil looked around for his phone and found it near the end of the path. He knelt to pick it up but stopped abruptly when he spotted something right beside his phone. It shocked and confused Emil that there was a pistol out in the open. Emil didn't know what to do, so he did the first thing that came to mind and picked it up and inspected it.
The gun was completely black and at the side of the barrel was the serial number of the gun. He checked the magazine and was surprised to see that it had bullets in it. Emil then checked the chamber and was disgusted to see that it was loaded. All he had to do was pull the trigger and he could seriously hurt someone. After fumbling with the gun for a little while he unloaded it and put the safety on it. He put the gun in his jacket pocket and the magazine in the other pocket.
He picked up his phone and quickly made his way home to tell Lukas about the gun. When he finally made it home (he almost got lost) he called for Lukas.
"What do you want?" Emil heard Lukas yell from the kitchen. Emil quickly made his way over there and saw that Lukas was making dinner.
"I found something on my walk," Emil said as soon as he entered the room. Lukas turned around, expecting to see something. Emil slowly pulled the pistol out of his pocket and placed it on the counter.
"Where the hell did you find a gun?" Lukas almost yelled, a bunch of conflicting expressions making their way onto his face, this was the most expression Emil has seen on Lukas in a long time.
"I, um, found it on a path in this forest," Emil replied to Lukas' question. He didn't know what else to say or if he should. Lukas' face went back to its normal state, expression less, except Lukas' eyebrows were furred, deep in thought.
"Did you check if it was loaded?" Lukas just kept staring at the gun, not bothering to look at Emil.
"Yeah, it was loaded and so was its magazine," Emil thought that now was a good time to pull out the loaded magazine and put it on the counter. "I found the gun after I ran into someone," at this statement Lukas looked up at Emil, right in the eyes, and stated:
"It was the persons gun," Emil was almost paralyzed in shock, but quickly recovered. He didn't think for a second that it was the guys gun. I mean he would have heard it fall. It was at this that Emil realized that is wasn't the sound of his phone dropping that he heard. He looked at Lukas to see what he was going to say next, "What did he do, after you ran into each other?" Lukas asked.
"He helped me up, then kind of walked away really fast. I went to look for my phone because I dropped it and, um, that's when I found the gun." Emil was getting nervous because of how deadly serious Lukas looked. I mean, it's not an everyday occurrence that you just find a gun on a path.
"I see… thank Odin you weren't shot," Lukas sighed in relief and picked up the gun carefully, like it could brake if he made the wrong move. "We should see who this is registered to," Lukas decided and put the gun down, then turned around to tend to the food he was cooking swearing when he saw it was burnt.
"I'll, um, set the table," Emil said, not knowing how to feel about the whole ordeal. I could have been killed, Emil realized. He set the table and Lukas placed the mackerel he cooked on the table. Emil slowly ate his mackerel, obviously bother by what just happened since normally he would be wolfing down the mackerel, so Lukas wouldn't be able to have the rest.
The tension in the air was thick. Emil didn't look up from his plate and Lukas didn't know what to say that would make them stop thinking about the gun. Lukas finally had enough of the silent and decide that a simple question would be good.
"So, did you see anything interesting?" He asked. Emil looked up from his plate for a second then back down.
"No, besides the gun I found," said Emil, sounding disinterested with having a conversation. Lukas thought that starting a conversation with Emil would be useless if he wanted good long answers.
After Emil finished his food he put his dishes away and went to his room. He went over to his desk chair and sat down. He swirled around in the chair thinking about what happened today. They finished unpacking most of their things, he went outside for a walk, ran into someone with a gun, found said gun on the ground, and realized he could have been shot. Overall Emil would have to say he had an eventful day.
He looked over to the clock he had on his deck. 10:56pm it read. Emil started school the next day and wanted to be able to wake up bright and early. He went over to one of his boxes with clothes in it and grabbed some pajamas. He then went to the bathroom that was across from his room and got ready for bed.
Emil climbed onto his bed, tucking himself in and curled up into a ball, the thought of what happened today still playing in his mind. He could have been killed but wasn't. Emil wondered why he had a gun and was in rush. Emil didn't ponder on these thoughts and fell asleep shortly after he was able to clear his mind.
BEEP BEEP BEEP
Emil woke up to the sound of his alarm clock. He reached his arm out into the direction the sound came from and fumbled around trying to find the clock. Once his hand felt the cold plastic of the clock he felt around for the switch that turned it off. When he found it, he slammed his fist onto the clock successfully turning it off.
After a few seconds of silence, he opened his eyes and looked around his room that he wasn't fully familiar with, almost forgetting he moved to a different country.
Emil got up from his bed and went down stairs only to find Lukas in the kitchen making sandwiches. Without any greeting, Emil went into the kitchen and took a sandwich. Lukas noticed Emil taking the sandwich and greeted him with a simple: "Good morning," and went back to doing whatever he was doing.
"Uh-huh," was all Emil said. Mornings weren't his favourite time of day. He preferred nighttime because it was dark and the birds outside weren't loud and annoying. The occasional car that drove by would cast light into his room and reminded him that, even though he was thinking of Odin knows what, time would never stop, and that people had different lives compared to his.
Emil ate half the sandwich and saved the rest for his lunch. He got his stuff for school and his jacket and made his way outside but was stopped by Lukas.
"I'll drive you to school," Lukas told Emil, grabbing the keys for his car and started the vehicle. Emil nodded and got into the vehicle. After letting the car warmup for a few minutes Lukas took it out of park and drove Emil to school.
The school was only a five-minute drive away and would be about 15 minutes to walk there. Lukas dropped Emil off at the front, but before Emil could even step out the vehicle Lukas made sure Emil had everything he needed.
"Do you have your phone?" Lukas asked.
"Yes," Emil said opening the door.
"Do you have keys for the house?"
"Yeah," Emil replied taking a step onto the ground and turned around to see if Lukas was going to ask any more questions.
"If you need me just call or text or go to the university. If you ask the front office for me I'm sure they'll be able to tell you where I am."
"Yeah, I will. Bye Lukas," Emil said placing his hand on the car door.
"Be safe and don't get into trouble," Lukas said as a last thought, not wanting his little brother to get hurt or to get a call from the school saying his brother got in trouble on the first day of him being there.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know," Emil said as he closed the door. He made his way to the main entrance and knew Lukas was watching him, making sure he didn't get lost on his way to the office.
The high school had brick walls and windows lining the second floor. The school had pathways leading all around the school and to the main entrance. The main entrance had a line of tall pine trees in front of it and an overhang for people that waited outside. It had a few picnic tables scattered here and there for students that wanted to experience the elements and eat outside.
Emil went through the front doors and looked around for the office, only to find it right in front of him. He went into the office and was greeted by one of the secretaries.
"What would you like?" One of them asked him when they noticed him awkwardly standing there.
"I just moved here and am new to this school," he said, walking closer to the counter.
"What is your name?" she asked.
"Um, Emil Steilsson," he said looking around the room. There was a cashier in the corner of the room for any payments that had to be made by the parents and students.
"Okay Emil, wait here and I'll get your schedule," the secretary said as he got up and went into a small hallway off to the side of the room. She came back shortly after with a piece of paper in her hands. "Here you go." She handed Emil his schedule. "If you need help finding your class you can ask one of the students. I'm sure they'll help you, if they don't just come back here."
Emil nodded and took the paper leaving the room. He looked down at his schedule. For period 1 he had biology in class 571, then physical education, then Math in room 632, and lastly for period 4 he had English in room 609.
Emil started to walk aimlessly around the school to find his science class. Classes were about to start, so a bunch of students were rushing to their classes and Emil had half the mind to ask one of them but was too scared and shy to ask. But when it was only one minute till class started he finally decided to ask the next person that passed him.
"Hey, can you help me?" Emil asked a guy with blonde hair and glasses was about to pass him. The boy looked at Emil with his violet and nodded.
"Yeah, what do you need?" The boy asked kindly.
"I don't know where my class is," Emil said showing the blonde boy his schedule. The boy took his schedule and looked at it then looked up and turned around.
"Your class is over there," he pointed down the hall and gave Emil his schedule back. "If you want, I can show you to your class, my teacher is usually late for period one," he offered.
"Yeah, that would be nice," Emil said, and the boy lead the way.
"My name is Matthew. If you need any help of anything just find me in the halls and ask me," Matthew said, a kind smile on his face.
"Wow, thanks," Emil said as they rounded a corner. "My name is Emil."
"Yeah, I know, I saw your name on the schedule." The second bell rang, signaling that classes have started. Matthew suddenly slowed down and pointed to a room in front of them, "here is your class. Good luck and welcome to Hetalia High," Matthew said then walked away in the direction they came from.
"Thanks," Emil yelled a little so Matthew could hear him. He then made his way into the room and the other students stared at him curiously.
"Take a seat," the teacher said when he saw Emil and Emil did as he was told. He sat beside a girl with blonde chin length hair and blue ribbon in her hair. The girl smiled at Emil and he gave a small smile back to seem nice.
"I'm Erika Vogel," the girl, Erika, introduced herself with a kind smile on her face.
"My name is Emil Steilsson," introduced Emil. He looked back to the front of the room to see the teacher looking around the room then at him.
"Are you the new student?" The teacher asked like it wasn't obvious.
"Yeah, I am," Emil said starting to get up when the teacher gestured him to come over.
"Why don't you introduce yourself to the class," the teacher, Mr. Brian as it said on the chalk board, suggested. Emil nodded then turned around. He looked around the room at all the student and got a little nervous.
"I'm Emil Steilsson," he said in a shaky voice.
"Where are you from? You have an accent," one of the students blurted out. Emil suddenly became very aware of his accent and didn't want to speak anymore. He would have to get rid of it, he thought.
"I'm from Iceland, but I moved here from Norway," he said slowly, making sure he pronounced every word correctly.
"Cool," the kid said, "so you know Icelandic or something?" He asked again. The boy had a loud and energetic voice. He had short blonde hair and glasses, he looked exactly like Matthew.
"Yeah, I know Icelandic and I'm pretty fluent in Norwegian, but my brother is fluent in Norwegian."
"You have a brother!" the boy said with excitement. "I also have a brother. Well, half-brother, but brother nevertheless." Maybe Matthew and he are brothers? "His name is Matthew. He's a little shy around strangers, but he is really nice." He is Matthew's brother, Emil thought, good to know. "My name is Alfred, if you didn't already know." Emil nodded and went back over to his seat feeling a little awkward for standing at the front for a while.
After introducing himself the teacher took up the front of the room and started to talk about last week's homework assignments. Emil just looked around the room blankly, he didn't have anything to do. He looked at Erika and her work. She looked up at Emil then the teacher then back to Emil then back to the teacher and so on and so forth, until he finally spoke up.
"Mr. Brian, Emil doesn't have a text book since he just got here," Erika said to Mr. Brian. The teacher looked at Emil and then sudden realization dawned upon him.
"You would be correct Erika. Emil, can you go on down to the library and get a biology 11 text book?" Mr. Brian asked him. Emil looked at him uncertainty and Mr. Brain seemed to understand what he meant, "Erika, can you make sure he gets the library and gets the right book?" Mr. Brain asked of Erika. She nodded and leaded Emil out of the room.
Emil followed her around a few corners and then through a door that lead to the library. She grabbed a book from a shelf and handed it to Emil.
"This is the text book we use and that is where you check it out," Erika said as she walked over to a few desks with computers on them. Someone, Emil assumed they're the librarian, lent out their hand for the book.
"Student ID?" the librarian asked, looking at their computer screen then at Emil expectantly.
"Oh, um, 135789, I think, or was it 193785?" Emil said not exactly sure if his memory was correct. His schedule had his ID on it and he looked at it for a long time, but he didn't trust his memory and grabbed his schedule from his pocket. "It's 135789"
"Okay, Emil Steilsson?" Emil nodded at his name and the librarian gave Emil his book back.
"Let head back to class," Erika said. She was waiting patiently by the entrance of the library for Emil the whole time. Emil headed over to her and together they went back to science.
"Do you like science?" Emil asked, trying to start a conversation so there wasn't an awkward silence.
"Yeah, Mr. Brain is really funny and reasonable," Erika replied. "What's your favourite subject?" Erika shot a question back to Emil.
"I like science and electronics. What's your favourite subject?"
"I like history class. My brother helps me a lot in that class and other classes. He's nice but a little over protective," Erika shared some information about her brother.
"Tell me about it, I have an older brother, Lukas. He constantly wants me to call him "big brother" and it gets a little creepy sometimes," Emil rolled his eyes at the mention of his brother's antics.
"Basch is a hermit and doesn't like to spend a lot of money," Erika said talking more about her brother.
"Lukas is shy around people he doesn't know. I wonder how well he is doing at university," Emil pondered to himself out loud.
"Does your brother go to the university across the street?" Emil nodded, and Erika seemed to light up. "Basch goes there too! That university has a lot of nice and friendly people, I'm sure your brother will have no problems fitting in. Basch became good friends with a few people on his first week there," Erika said with a bright smile on her face.
"I don't know, Lukas can become extremely quite around people. He wouldn't start talking with people if his life depended on it," Emil said, a little skeptical with what Erika said.
They bonded over their brothers for a little while longer until they reached the classroom. Mr. Brain tried to get Emil caught up as much as possible and before Emil knew it the bell rang, signaling the end of the period.
Next class was P.E. and Emil was not excited for it at all. Emil didn't actually hate the class, it just wasn't one of his favourites. When Emil entered the gym, he spots a familiar boy with brown hair and brown eyes. Wasn't that the guy I ran into, Emil thought as he made his way closer to him. The boy was in different attire from yesterday, instead of wearing a black hoodie he was wearing a muscle shirt that showed his define muscles. He may not have been the most muscular person in the gym, but he was defiantly more muscular than Emil.
The boy was currently talking to one of the teachers when he spotted Emil. The boy squinted at Emil then widened his eyes when he realized who he was. Emil decided to ignore him and ask the teacher what class he was in.
"Where is Mr. Owen's class?" Emil asked, since he didn't know any of the teachers here or anyone besides three people.
"Mr. Owen is that man over there," the teacher pointed to a man that was near the entrance of the gym.
"Thank you," Emil thanked the teacher as he made his way over to his gym teacher. The teacher was a tall and muscular man, but that didn't matter to Emil.
Emil was almost in talking range of Mr. Owen when he was yanked back by and unknown source. Emil protested to who ever was pulling him to an unknown area. When the tugging seemed to stop they were in what presumed and hoped was the male changeroom. Emil turned around to see who had been dragging him and was surprised to see it was the brown-haired boy who had brought Emil here.
"What do you want?" Emil asked with a scowl on his face.
"You look familiar. Have we meet?" The boy asked with a blank face.
"Maybe. I'm pretty sure you ran into me yesterday," Emil said, unsure if he was correct in assuming this was the guy he ran into. He was almost certain it was this guy.
"Oh yeah, sorry about that. I was in a rush. If I didn't get home my dad would have yelled at me," the boy scratched his head seeming sorry and nerves about something. Could it be that he knew Emil found his gun? Was it even his gun? "My name is Leon," the boy, Leon, said holding his hand out. Emil shook it and introduced himself.
"My name is Emil, I just moved here with my brother." Emil felt as though he would be seeing Leon around a lot. He didn't know if that was a good or bad thing yet.
"Well, I better head off to my gym teacher before I'm late. I would quickly get changed. I had Mr. Owen is a strict teacher," Leon said heading towards the door to the gym. "It was ,like, nice meeting you," he said winking, and left the room.
Emil stood there staring at the door Leon had just left from. He was cute, Emil thought and immediately shook his head to rid of the thoughts. I'm not gay, am I? Emil had no problem with gay people. His brother was gay. Well, he would have to "experiment" later.
Shaking off all his thoughts, he started to get changed and made his way to apologize to his teacher and introduce himself.
Today is going to be a long day
A/N I wonder what this "experiment" is ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) XD
Thanks for reading and sorry if there are any typos.