A/N: Just clearing up something, your science teacher, Mr. Purplepound (I tweaked the original name) the science teacher in the story below, has a story behind him. He was made in memory of the greatest science teacher EVER. Every day we did crazy things, and when he had to retire early, he inspired me. He inspired me to live life at the fullest, and do what you want.

Oh, if you find the homestuck references I will forever be your best friend!

Your POV

"So, who are you introducing me to next?" I question as I happily smile. I feel as if this was a new beginning, a gift.

"Oh, I am just introducing three guys I know. They are from Italy, Germany, and Japan." Eliza replies.

"That's cool." I say as I look briefly at my feet. "Hey, how did you meet all of these people?"

"We all went to the same middle school! It's not that far from here." Eliza explains. "That's basically how I met everyone, however, everyone's story varies."

After a few more minutes of a light conversation and walking we approach a vast building.

"This is the club building; it's where all the after school activities are except for the band. They use the music room." Eliza says. "The three of them usually hang out in their club room."

"Really? What club are they in?" I question as I gaze curiously at the building.

"They are in The Newspaper Club." Eliza replies. "The three of them started the club last year; however, they are still the only three members."

"Maybe I should join. That sounds fun!" I reply as I chuckle. "Though, if they had a club like that at my old school, it would all go downhill quickly."

"I am sure they would like to have you join!" Eliza exclaims. "Though, you may want to look at all the options. There are a lot of clubs."

I nod in response. We walk down the corridors of the club building. Eventually we get to a door.

"Hello! ~ It's me! Eliza!" Eliza exclaims in a cheery voice. "I have someone to introduce to you guys!"

"Ja, please come in." A deep voice with a thick German accent says.

Eliza pushes open the door revealing a large room with a few windows and a table made of oak wood placed in the center of the window.

"Ve! Hi, Eliza!" A bubbly teen with tan skin, brown eyes, and amber brown hair exclaims gleefully.

"Herro, Eliza-san. " A teen with chocolate black hair says.

"This is (Insert your name)! She is from (Insert country)!" Eliza says.

"Preased to meet you, (Insert name), my name is Honda Kiku." Kiku says as he politely bows.

"Ciao, (Insert name), I am Feliciano Vargas!" Feliciano says excitedly.

"Guten Tag, my name is Ludwig Beilschmidt, It is nice to meet you." Ludwig stoically says as he slicks back his blonde hair.

"Beilschmidt? Do you happen to be related to Gilbert?" I question as I gaze into his stoic blue eyes.

"Ja, has my older brother caused trouble, if so, I will scold him." Ludwig says.

"Oh, he has not caused any trouble at all!" I say. "In fact, he has been quite helpful!"

"That's good." Germany says as he smiles slightly.

I nod happily in response. "If you three don't mind, could I join the Newspaper Club? " I question.

"Ve! ~ It would be nice to have you join!" Feliciano exclaims.

"Hai, I agree."Kiku says with a slight smile.

Ludwig nods. "We meet after school in this room every Monday, Wednesday and Friday."

I smile happily. "Thank you!" I say. "I will be looking forward to it!"

"Well then, (Insert Name) See you later!" Feliciano exclaims.

We walk out the room and into the hallway. "Eliza, you sure do know a whole lot of people!" I say happily.

Eliza giggles. "I have another group of friends that I want to introduce!"

"Really, what are they like?" I question as I push open the door.

"Oh, they have a habit of arguing. However, when necessary, they can be serious." Eliza says.

We walk for a few more minutes; we come up to the vast courtyard with a marble fountain, a few trees with swings attached onto the limbs, and off in the distance, there is a hill, a pavilion, and a field.

I take a few moments to enjoy the peacefulness and serenity.

"YOU PERVERTED FROG!" A voice exclaims in horror.

My eyes snap open in shock, not expecting the sudden scream.

Eliza laughs uneasily as the two of us walk up the hill and into a pavilion. Under the pavilion are six men, one with long brown hair tied back in a ponytail, another with purple eyes and platinum blonde hair, another with dirty blonde hair with electric blue eyes and a cowlick, another with shoulder length blonde hair and blue eyes, one with emerald green eyes blonde hair and hideously huge eyebrows, and the sixth on with blonde hair, purple eyes, and a mysterious curl sticking out from his hair.

I smile uneasily, and the six of them look up to see who had arrived.

"Yo, Eliza!" The man with the dirty blonde hair exclaims he looks over energetically in my direction. "Who is this?" he questions.

"Everyone, this is (insert country name), she is new here, and I would like for all of you to meet her!" Eliza says.

"Yo! I am Alfred!"

"Pleased to meet you, my name is Arthur Kirkland"

"Ni Hao! My name is Yao Wang!"

"Bonjour, my name is Francis. ~"

"Hello! I am Ivan Braginski"

"M-My name is M-Mathew Williams."

I smile happily. "My name is (Insert first name and last name). It's nice to meet you!"

"We were about to check the class roster, would you care to join us?" Arthur says.

I glance over to Eliza. "Sure, I would like to." I say chirpily.

The eight of us walk out of the pavilion, and to the exterior of the school to look for the class roster. We all part to look for our own names. After pushing through a crowd I found my name.

(First Name, Last Name)

First Period: Honors Math- Miss Adams- Room: 222

Second Period: World History- Mr. Maximus- Room: 213

Third Period:

Monday: Art- Mr. Jaben- Room: 124

Tuesday: Gym- Mr. Zahhak Room: 123

Wednesday: Cooking- Mrs. Crocker- Room: 125

Thursday: Music- Mr. Summers- Room: 127

Friday: Technology- Mr. Smith- Room: 128

Fourth Period: Honors Reading- Mr. Thomas- Room: 232

Fifth Period: Honors English- Mr. Thomas- Room: 232

Sixth Period: Science- Mr. Purplepound-Room: 111

I glance over to the watch on my wrist. The watch says 5:34 PM.

"Hey, (Insert Name)!" Eliza exclaims as she walks up to me. "I am going to go unpack my things, see you tomorrow!"

"See you later." I say as I head off towards my dorm room.

After reaching the girl's dorms, I walk up to my room, room 413. I slide the key into the lock and pull open the door. The room had a twin sized bed, a small television, a radio, a desk, a drawer, a small closet, a window that overlooks the courtyard, and a door that leads to the restroom. I unpack my bags and prepare for tomorrow, a Friday.

A/N: Sorry for the wait. I have been busy with school projects.