Elite: Finally! I am done with this chapter. And it's the 50TH CHAPTER! WOOOHOOO! Damn, I never thought I get this far!

Kara: Why are you so chipper to get this done and over with?

Elite: Because, the story is going to end soon! XD

Everybody: What?

Elite: Shit. Dear readers, please enjoy the chapter. I do not own Hetalia or LolliDictator's manuals. BYE!

Everybody: WHAT?


Chapter 50: Rose Day


I stretched out my arms into the air.

We just got out of the gym for the usual welcoming sermon from the principle. The whole thing where he starts his proverb "If a job is worth doing, it's worth doing well." It's fucking annoying and it somehow familiar. I know I have heard that proverb from somewhere.

Oh well.

I looked behind me. Vash was just barely walking out of the gym with idiot one and pervert one. Teehee. Like the nicknames I came up for those guys?

Yong-Soo copied me when he stretched his arms.

"I swear that principle likes to talk daze." Yong-Soo frowned.

"No kidding." I laughed.

"That was incredibly boring, ma cherie." Francis suddenly grabbed my waist and brought me next to him. "But seeing you is all worth while."

"Knock it off." Vash shouted. He was about to reach for his gun but I glared at him. Then he just gave Francis his best death glare and that got him to let me go.

"You two promised me that you were going to behave yourself." I growled. Francis laughed nervously while Vash just pouted. "But seriously, I do not want to the school to call the cops on your ass. Like last time."

"Oh yeah, I remember that daze." Yong-Soo laughed.

Yeah that was a very funny story.

Francis decided to pick me and Yong-Soo up from school since he was finished with work early. It was very nice gesture but when some girls from my class walked by, Francis got the sudden urge to molest them. Before I could do anything, he was already out of his car and going right up to the girls.

Little did he know that there was cop near by.

Who happens to be the father of all three girls. . .

. . . .

. . . .

. . . .

. . . .

. . . .

Let's just say, it took a lot of convincing to get him out of jail.

I sighed at the memory. Then the bell rang. The four of us went to the first period class. Well homeroom but still.

-Hetalia-

"Hello, and welcome to my classroom." Miss Langley smiled. I snickered at her. "First, I would like to start off by saying, it's an honor to have your children in my class. Even though this is just homeroom."

I scoffed as I brought my head up with my hand. Vash, who was sitting next to me in a regular chair, looked at me and shook his head. I could hear Francis say something. Probably to one of the other "women" in the room. And Yong-Soo is probably planning to grope somebody again. I mean he did it before we walked into the classroom. How he does it, I do not know.

Miss Langley finished her little speech. The whole room went into a talking riot. Miss Langley walked up to Yong-Soo and me. I waved my hand like a salute. Miss Langley smiled.

"Hey Kara." She said in a total 'please-don't-with-me' look on her face. Then she turned to Vash and Francis. "And you must be housemates. She talks about you often."

"She does, does she?" I looked at Francis and he just winked at me.

"You do?" Vash asked a little surprised.

"Nah, not really." I turned around in my seat so now my back was to the actual desk. "I just talk about you guys when you guys are getting too annoying."

"You're so cruel!" Francis dramatically gasped. I smirked. He pouted. "You were just joking mon ami?"

"Yep." I smiled.

"Is it always like this?" Vash asked Yong-Soo.

"It gets worse daze." Yong-Soo smiled. I stick my tongue out at him.

-Hetalia-

"I would like to welcome the student and teachers for coming here on this special Rose Day." Mrs. Evans smiled at the crowd. I turned around to Vash who was standing at the back of the classroom. The only guy standing at the back of the classroom. I turned back around to Mrs. Evans. "I would like to take a moment to say that I am glad to have your students in my class. Now I hope the students can show you how much they learned through the course of the teaching year so far."

Gag me.

Mrs. Evans is one of those bitchy teachers that is not afraid to give you an 'F' if you pissed her off enough. Right now I was in my Lang. Arts class and by far it's one of the worst classes I have taken. Not because of her teaching method but because of the people I have to be stuck with in this damn class. The rest of my classes are not this bad. Even Mr. Mason's class is better then Mrs. Evans!

But it gets worse.

You know how there are those people who just annoys the hell out of you because they just don't shut the fuck up?

My housemates are different. The guys in my class try to get attention.

I mean there is this one Mexican guy named Carlos and he is the definition of annoying. I sat next to him one year and he wouldn't shut up about girls, porn, and who the hell is going to be his new girlfriend. He tried asking me out once. Not to mention he talks about sex so openly. That's not SO bad but when he say stuff like 'girls are meant to suck' or 'I fuck a girl every day' then that's gets annoying.

What's worse is that most of his friends are in this class.

Please have pity on me.

But that's not the only bad thing.

About 5 percent of the class does their work. Me being one of them. The rest of the 95 percent is all talk and no work. Even during tests and essays. It's one of the most annoying things ever because I like to have peace when I am writing something down. Especially if it is an essay.

I was suddenly brought out of my thoughts by the sound of the bell.

Vash walked over to me and took my backpack. I shrugged and stood up from the chair.

"You looked mad." Vash said as soon as we got of the class. I looked at him and raised an eyebrow. "You just looked mad."

"Oh, well." I laughed nervously. "That is not my favorite class in the whole world. Don't worry, I'll get over it."

"Hmm."

-Hetalia-

The last two classes went without hitch. Vash and Mr. General had a nice long talk and it seems like Mr. General (History) are really liking my housemates. Vash stated (quote) He is a very caring teacher if he is wanting the best for his students. (unquote)

He's not that bad of a teacher. Except for his massive ego.

Mr. Mason (Math) was a strict bastard as always. Vash seemed to think so too because I could see a vein popping out of his head. I could just laugh in my head when Mr. Mason's feelings for the parents and students were mutual. He's not that bad, compared to some others, but he should at least lighten up a little.

Next came my favorite class of the day.

Art!

"Hello Ms. Freddie!" I waved to my art teacher. She shook my hand like she always did. Then she shook Vash's hand. I turned to Vash who was still carrying my ever so heavy backpack. "Vash, this is Ms. Freddie. She is an awesome art teacher."

"I see." Vash just nodded.

"Well it's great to meet the other housemates of Kara's." Ms. Freddie smiled at Vash. "Her housemates are the subjects of her art this year. All the projects this year consists of one or two housemates."

"Really?" Vash raised an eyebrow at me. I blushed and looked away.

What? They are good subjects to paint and draw.

BLAME ME!

"Hi Kara!" Eevee called out to me. I looked at her and saw her coming towards me. I waved my hand back and saw a tall and buff man walking besides her. Imagine Mr. Armstrong from FullMetal Alchemist. Now imagine him with a tan colored outfit and, yes, shirtless. You have Eevee's dad. "Daddy, you remember Kara right?"

"Of course I do." Eevee's dad smiled. Then he spotted Vash and gave him a glare. "And who might this be?"

"This is my guardian who decided to stay with me throughout the day." I laughed nervously. Don't worry, he's like that with all guys. Trust me.

"I see." He nodded.

Ms. Freddie called us to come inside the classroom. Then after that I don't know what happened. The rest of the day went by like a blur. I remember eating lunch before we go went to meet my other three teachers. After that I remember nothing else.

I guess it was because I was really tired.

But I won't be able to sleep because I needed to study for my finals tomorrow.

"Welcome to the Winter Cold my dear friends!"

Or be dragged Ivan's bar.

What a long day. . . .


Elite: Hello peoples! I am currently on the ceiling, HANGING FOR MY DEAR LIFE!

Eevee: THAT'S WHAT YOU GET FOR ENDING THE STORY LIKE THAT!

Elite: I SAID SOON!

Kara: That still doesn't mean it's going to end.

Elite: *grumble, grumble, grumble* Anyways, while I hang for my life here.

Vash: With a bullet with your name on it.

Elite: Please review. *whispers* And don't worry the story is not going to end. At least, I don't think.

Yao: Just review aru. I am getting a headache and I do not need anymore distractions aru.

America: DUDE! I DIDN'T GET TO TALK!

Canada: Oh you will, in the next chapter when Kara gets drunk.

Kara: WHAT?

Elite: I should have never told him that.

Kumajiro: Who are you?

Elite: HOW THE HELL DID YOU GET UP HERE?