Yay for Chapter two! :D

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia

I gave a frustrated sigh after hearing Amaya's alarm off again. After a few seconds, the dorm went silent again. After giving myself a final check in the mirror, I quietly walked towards Amaya's half of the dorm that was separated by a paper screen. Entering her "room" I rolled my eyes at her sleeping form.

"Oh, China! I love you so much!" She mumbled in her sleep, turning over.

Giving another frustrated sigh, I walked over to my sleeping friend. I, quite forcefully, shoved her off the bed while yelling, "Wake up!"

"I was having the best dream…" She mumbled, sitting on the floor rubbing her eyes. "What time is it?"

"Ten minutes until seven." I said, walking out of her room.

"What?" She screamed. I gave another sigh while I heard her dash around the door in a mad attempt to get ready for class in time. If this was how every morning was going to start, it wouldn't be long until I overstress myself.

"Almost ready!" Amaya yelled, rushing to fix her hair.

"Hurry up, we need to leave now!" I yelled back as she ran out of the room.

Nervously, I stood before the door to the European class. Not like there was anything to be nervous about, just a class with some of the greatest nations in the world… And it was just a class with actual nations in general.

Nah… Nothing to be nervous about, right? Haha…

Pushing the thought away, I opened the class door and nervously peeked in. Well it looked like it was pretty full, and the teacher wasn't there yet. Stepping in, I looked for familiar faces.

"CHRISTEL! SIT OVER HERE!" A voice yelled, which I quickly identified as my friend, America.

I waved nervously at him when I saw him talking to England, who turned to frown at me. Psh, jerk… Sexy jerk…. Whatever.

"Hola!" I said cheerfully, walking towards America, feeling the stares from the nations I passed by.

"You look tired, have trouble getting around? You can always ask me, cause I'm the HERO!" America yelled in his normal, yelling voice.

Giving a small giggle, I replied, "Nah, but I think I had a nightmare last night. I kept waking up, and whenever I did I felt strangely disturbed with images of Paris in my head."

"You ran into France, didn't you?" England asked me, staring.

"How'd you know?" I gasped, looking honestly surprised.

The two nations in front of me gave me one of those '…' faces when the teacher walked in.

"Ah! You must be Miss Engelhardt, I presume?" The teacher asked, looking at me. "Here to represent your educational system?"

"Oh, uhh, yeah. I am." I said, sitting down at the empty desk next to me which America apparently saved from me. This seat was, thankfully, nowhere near France, and I could see Italy eagerly wave at me.

"So, why are you in this class?"

"Well, I'm a little bit Welsh, Irish, French, and Native American." I said, "Aber ich halte mich für Deutsch."

Although my German came out a bit rough, I was proud of myself. I spent a day or two learning how to say that one line somewhat properly so I had something else to say other than, 'I'm American.'

"Sie sind Deutsche?" The German nation asked, turning to look at me.

After a long pause which I used to translate what he said, I responded, roughly, back, "Ja… But I can't speak it too well, sorry. I've always wanted to though."

Germany stared at me a moment longer, before turning away.

I sighed to myself. Well, a first impression there didn't go exactly as planned.

I walked towards the place Amaya told me to go to for lunch, "or else"

I was by myself because Italy and I stayed behind in the classroom to talk. He tried to convince that 'Germany really would like you because you're German,' and 'You're still coming to the Axis meeting afterschool, right?'.

Arriving at the table, I saw what could be described as a mini-disaster. America and Amaya were both shoveling in food and making a huge mess that England was apparently scolding them for.

"Amaya... You have stuff on your face" I said, walking up behind England and taking a seat next to him.

"Where?" She asked.

I gestured to her entire face.

Shrugging me off, she continued to eat in her messy manner, making me frown.

"I'm going to leave, if you don't stop." I whined, crossing my arms and glaring at Amaya.

"Ok, if you leave, make sure to tell China I love him!" She replied, sarcastically.

"Who's China?" I replied back sarcastically back.

"Whose China? He's only the love of my life!" She yelled, standing up to the table. "I'll prove it! I'm going to go find him!"

"Don't forget to wipe off your face first!" I yelled after her, receiving a response of 'Bite me!"

Turning back to the nation beside me and in front of me, I saw America quickly wipe off his face.

"Oi, Chrissy, do you understand Romeo and Juliet at all? I'd ask England but he'd just yell at me!" America complained, too busy arguing with England to notice my twitch.

"Romeo and Juliet is a piece of crap." I snapped, earning an evil look from England, "I mean, it's a great piece of literature…Juliet is just an airhead and Romeo a prick. I mean, god, he killed her cousin! And she had sex with him, after he killed her cousin! What the heck?

"And then she gets the chance to marry some rich guy who has her on a pedestal, loves her eternally, and not to mention, PROBABLY WON'T KILL ANY OF HER FAMILY and she blows him off. And then they freaken kill themselves because of each other… Which could mean that they were forever bound in death, of eternally separated because of their sins… Not exactly the way I would want my love to go… And another thing…"

While I continued my rant on Romeo and Juliet, I didn't notice America and England give me nervous glances.

I walked with Italy into the empty room the apparently used for the Axis meetings. Germany had left before the two of us, because Italy and I got caught up talking about food, mainly pasta.

"You must be Christel-san that Germany-san was talking about." A soft voice spoke. It belonged to a small, Asian man.

"Oh! You must be Japan, right?" I asked, extending my hand to shake his.

"That's correct." He replied, giving me a soft smile.

"Cool! I hope we'll become great friends!"

Aber ich halte mich für Deutsch- But I consider myself German

Sie sind Deutsche?- You're German?

Ja- Yes

And, that's it. I'm tired. xD. And, no Diana, I don't think everything is about me. ;P