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So, here's the next chapter and I hope you all enjoy it! If you are looking at the screen as you read this and wondering 'who da hell (pardon my language) is dat?' Well it's all explained at the end! Yay! Beware, this has confusing quantum mechanics in it that I barely even understand and I have to write a report on it over the summer. Eek! Please enjoy this next chapter!
I'm like 98% sure that I don't own Hetalia and that 2% extra is how sure I am that I don't own Hetalia. Enjoy!
Chapter Five: Everyone's In Trouble
Lovino was nearly asleep on his desk, he just couldn't pay attention to anything his teacher was droning on about. Add in the fact that he didn't understand a lick of quantum mechanics, having never learned it nor decided to delve into its mysteries before, and you've basically got a half asleep already cranky Italian boy. Oddly enough, the girl sitting next to him who had seemed so attentive in the past two days -sort of- had an extremely bored expression on her face and seemed like she was about to fall to sleep as well.
"Miss Bondevik!" The teacher's sharp voice fang across the room, waking Lovino and a few other students out of their daze. The girl next to him rolled her eyes before shutting them and leaning her head back to face the ceiling.
"Ja?" She asked, her expression very stoic and emotionless as she flipped her head again to watch the teacher. Despite the intimidation nearly pouring off of the teacher -Lovino truthfully didn't bother to learn his name- the girl seemed almost comfortable in this situation.
"Were you listening to anything that I was just talking about?" The teacher asked, a very angry expression on his face at the girl's lack of intimidation. This would be about the time that Lovino would be wriggling around in his seat, seeing as he had paid absolutely no attention to anything the teacher had just said, but the girl stayed stoic with her legs and arms crossed.
"Nei." Lovino assumed this meant no, considering he didn't speak a lick of whatever language she was using, he was guessing it was probably some branch off of the potato language, seeing as she used the word 'ja' previously.
"I see, and why not?" The teacher continued to pester her as he began to pace back and forth in front of his desk, not sparing that much of a glance at the girl rather than whatever wall he was walking towards.
"Because I already know all of this stuff." The girl answered, uncrossing one of her arms to gesture and the board where the teacher had some complicated equation written out.
"Is that so?" The teacher prodded, only receiving a curt nod from the girl. "Okay then…what are the properties needed of a wavefunction to be well-behaved?
"A wavefunction is well-behaved if it is normalizable, and if it and its first-derivative are single-valued, continuous and finite." The girl answered smoothly, a smug expression on her face, well at least in her eyes. Her face was still stoic and expressionless.
"Very well…come up to the board, please." The girl sighed irritably before slowly standing and walking up to the whiteboard. "Now, please consider that two dice are rolled, one after the other. Let A be the event that the second number if greater than the first. Find P(A)." The girl simply rolled her eyes at this, as if she couldn't believe the teacher was presenting her with something so elementary.
"The total number of possibilities is N = 6 × 6 = 36, which is the number of pairs of the form (i, j) with 1 ≤ i, j ≤ 6. The pairs with i j are given by NA = 15, namely, thus, (5, 6), (4, 5), (4, 6), (3, 4), (3, 5), (3, 6), ...(1, 5), (1, 6) P(A)= NA = 15 =0.417 N 36." The girl answered smartly, all the while slowly writing it out on the small piece of whiteboard that the teacher hadn't written on. "Gosh, that one was much to easy, sir. I was doing those sorts of problem back in the third grade."
"Well, if you're so smart then what is the probability that an incident photon is transmitted by the array?" The teacher continued to snap, sounding more like a child and less like an adult certified to teach all of these students to Lovino.
"Sir, we are in high school and you are a teacher. Please refrain from being a second grader." The girl replied before picking up an eraser and erasing a large portion of the teachers work from earlier. "And this is really much too easy. Give me a hard one next time, sir." By this time nearly everyone in the room was up and watching eagerly as the girl continued to show the teacher up.
"Considering that photons exiting the last polaroid are in the state |y′(φ)⟩," She then proceeded to write this down on the board, "polarized at angle φ with respect to the y−axis. The probability of passing through the first polaroid is |⟨y′(φ/N)|y⟩|2 =cos2 φ,so that the probability of being transmitted by the entire array is ?cos2 φ?N." All the while she slowly wrote down each equation that she spoke and even though Lovino had no idea what she was talking about, he couldn't help but feel slightly impressed at everything this girl was saying, even if it just sounded like a bunch of science gibberish.
"Hmm…" the teacher mused, looking over her work. "Very good Miss Bondevik."
"Thank you sir. Now, may I go back to my seat?" The girl asked, continuing to look disinterested in this all.
"I suppose so." the teacher flicked his wrist as he sent the girl on her way. "Now, however, Mister Vargas."
"Yes." Lovino answered slightly weakly, now was one of those times that he sort of kind of wished that his brother was in his class just so that sometimes it wouldn't always be his fault. Oh who was he kidding, it would always be his fault, little Feliciano would only get in trouble the day that Lovino learned this quantum mechanics shit.
"I would like to ask you the same question as well, were you paying any attention to my lesson?" The teacher loomed over him, cold calculating eyes watching him squirm and seemingly enjoying it.
"No." He answered truthfully, dammit! He should have lied and just snuck a peek at the board when asked what the hell was going on.
"Yes, well I'm not going to put you through what Miss Bondevik just went through, seeing that it is only the third day and you are already failing my class." This drew many snickers from students in the back of the room and it took all of Lovino's will power not to turn around and start cussing those fuckers out. "Also, in my files, it says that you did not take any courses in this subject at all last year or in your middle school years."
"No duh, it wasn't required and it's just a bunch of mumbo-jumbo that I can't wrap my head around." Lovino shot back, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms, a fresh scowl blooming on his face.
"Obviously. Now, Mister Vargas. If you plan to graduate I suggest you pass my class, and I can already tell that's going to be a huge challenge for you." More snickers from the back of the classroom. "I suggest that you get a tutor, and quickly. You need to learn both the basics and then keep up with everything else going on in my classroom. Now, any questions?"
Lovino continued to glare at this teacher, what a bastard. No 'oh, you didn't take these classes earlier? Let me reassign your schedule so you don't have this shit to deal with!' Nope, instead he had the go find a fucking tutor and still keep up to date with every single fuck that went on in this class. The fact that the teachers were total douche's was quickly added to the list of things he hated about this god forsaken school.
"Now then, let us continue our talk of Eigenvalues and Eigenvectors." The teacher then proceeded to turn his back to the class and began writing random nonsense on the board. Lovino knew that he should be paying attention, but the wooden table top was just calling him for a nap, plus this shit was boring as hell.
And this same concept went for Antonio, as well, who was currently sitting near the front -thanks to his last name- in his world history class. The teacher was droning on about something or another, Antonio didn't really care to listen, plus the girl on his right was actually very pretty and anything even slightly pretty was distracting enough for Antonio at the moment.
He never really could see the point for history, world or not. These dudes were all dead so what was the point? Was their job application seriously going to say 'what ancient civilization came before the Ancient Egyptians?' Antonio seriously doubted it.
"Mister Carriedo." The teacher -Miss Akantha?- snapped, which really wasn't that intimidating considering she was actually extremely laid back and seemed slightly tired, like she really needed a siesta or something.
"Yes, ma'am?" Antonio responded, quickly snapping into attention. Just because he was rude to other people didn't mean he had to be rude to her, she seemed much to nice plus over the last two days she had actually treated him nicely. That was immediately noted in Antonio's book as something good.
"I know this may be boring, I'm a little bored of it myself, but could you please pay attention?" She asked softly. God this teacher really did need a nap and a sixteen month vacation.
"Yes, sorry ma'am." Antonio complied, nodding a little even though he knew he would would be off in la-la land as soon as she started teaching again. She simply smiled at him before returning to the book and finishing up the introduction to some chapter or another.
The girl next to him snorted as she sent Antonio an all too knowing look, as if she went through this all the time. He would have to ask for her name after class, maybe even her number if he was lucky. Fat chance on that, but hey, a man can wish.
The rest of the class droned by ever so slowly. It included the teacher nearly falling asleep on her desk -along with about five students and that kid with a Batman sweater who was already asleep in the back-, the girl next to Antonio doodling in her textbook, the collective snickers of some kids in the back as they carved a dick into a desk, and Antonio humming whatever song the oh so mysterious douche in the shower had been singing. He didn't even know what song it was nor what language it was in, something close to Spanish though.
"Okay, class, I can tell you're bored and you can tell I'm bored," Miss Akantha said while she stifled a yawn, "so I'm just going to let you get out early and head to lunch because I'm hungry and today they have Turkish food, which I personally like. You may leave now, and someone wake up the kid in the Batman hoodie."
The Spaniard quickly packed up his things, roughly shoving his history book into the tote bag that he had swiped from his father before he came to this school. He swung out of the room and nearly crashed into the girl who was sitting next to him, she was actually pretty short.
"Whoa, hold up there, güey!" The girl said, taking a step back with her hands up. Her hair was a dark brown color and hung loosely around her body but her bangs were held securely back by her pink headband. Her chocolate brown eyes seemed almost black and were slightly surprised at Antonio's presence.
"Oh, er, hola!" Antonio quickly said awkwardly to the girl. He had obviously been caught off guard, he wasn't nervous about talking to a pretty girl or something. No, no, no, what are you talking about?
"I'm Maria." The girl said quirkily, holding one of her hands out stiffly for Antonio to shake.
"Antonio." He replied, hastily shaking her hand.
"Nice job on getting in trouble, Antonio." The girl -Maria, I guess- smirked as she leaned against the wall nonchalantly.
"Why, thank you m'lady." Antonio answered back sarcastically, almost throwing in a fake bow. Keyword being almost, he was Antonio Fernandez -mother fucking- Carriedo, he would never do something so elementary, especially not in a school hallway even though it was only occupied by his world history class and was thinking quickly as everyone rushed off excitedly for lunch.
"I was just wondering what you were humming? I mean that's not the only reason but I thought perhaps I should make it the first topic point." Maria asked, laughing awkwardly and tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.
"I have no idea what I was humming, one of my roommates was singing it in the shower and it's quite catchy. Now, what were those other topics?"
"Well, I was wondering-" Maria was quickly cut off by the self proclaimed Prussian glomping Antonio, of course something had to go wrong, that was just the sort of luck the Spaniard had since the beginning of time.
"Hey there Toni!" Gilbert cooed as Antonio roughly shoved him away, not really giving a shit if his friend got hurt. "Oh! And hello there cutie." Gilbert's mind was quickly transported from Antonio to the thought of Maria, whom was standing ever so awkwardly across from Antonio, rubbing her wrists as she watched the two boys interaction.
"Um…I'm just gonna go. I'll talk to you tomorrow, Antonio." Maria quickly piped up before speed walking down the hall and to the cafeteria.
"Dude, what the hell? I was right in the middle of picking her up!" Antonio whisper shouted at Gilbert as soon as Maria was out of sight. It was pretty obvious that the Spaniard was highly pissed off.
"Kesese!" Gilbert's odd laugh echoed across the hallway. "Oh Antonio, you always have tomorrow, Miss Ankantha will probably fall asleep in class and you can get all flirty with her."
"Speaking of class, aren't you supposed to be a little preoccupied with calculus at the moment?" Antonio stared accusingly at his albino friend. It wasn't that he minded, he had skipped classes many times before, but their calculus teacher was an asshole that was about twenty times worse then the quantum mechanics teacher, and that guy was the pure definition of a dick.
"Eh," Gilbert shrugged it off, "I'm supposedly in the bathroom right now, luckily Mr. Arschloch has no bathroom passes, so I'm home-free until he chews me out tomorrow."
"Let's go get lunch, I'm starving!"
Okay, so each of the teachers are based off of some of my teachers. The quantum mechanic's teacher is based off of this teacher that I have who insists on making everyone feel like they're the stupidest things ever. Miss Ankantha was based off of this one teacher I have who is extremely bored of her own subject and let's us good off most of the time. Teacher number three is based off of this teacher who I literally expect to beat us if we misbehave. I don't really have the best teachers. \(=-=)/ You got to see a bit of Nyo!Norway being a sassy ass bitch little genius. And the fan made character of the Philippines being an awkward cutie.
Thank you a bunch for reading! I really appreciate it! Feel free to follow/favorite/review, I hope that doesn't sound too greedy…thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed this chapter! In the next one stuff'll happen and shit will go down. Pardon my language.
