Exploration

Apparently, news of my "arrival" has been broadcasted through the whole school. Alfred and Matthew have been complaining about the stupid questions that get bombarded onto them because of me. I would apologize if it wasn't for the constant interruptions of my health and my psychical condition.

Speaking of which, my arm had mysteriously got a few more cuts and slashes during my one week stay at Gakuen Hetalia. My shoulder has gotten better but my arm isn't really turning out so good. A few more of these cuts and I could die from blood loss or something. And that's kind of scaring me right now.

But then I came to a conclusion last night, before I went to sleep.

I think that somehow, Flare is getting involved. I have no evidence that she's really involved but I just have this feeling. It's probably a bad thing but that is not the thing that ran through my mind when I woke up the next morning.

"Laters!" You can probably guess who the hell yell at 8 o'clock in the morning. Yep, the self-proclaimed 'hero' named Alfred F. Jones.

"Alfred is too loud." I looked at Matthew who was sitting on his bed looking up from a laptop. He looked up and caught my gaze. He quickly moved his head to the laptop but gave me a few glances before actually speaking. ". . . How are you feeling?"

"I'm fine." I said with a loud yawn.

Surprisingly, Matthew is more outspoken then what he let's on. And he makes the best pancakes that I have ever tasted. I swear. I was going to try his brownies but Alfred stopped me because he could smell the extra ingredient.

I lie back down onto the bed and stared at the ceiling. But then I felt something crawled up the bed. I looked to my right to see the white polar bear that was in Matthew's arms just yesterday, I think. I patted its head. "Who are you?"

"I would ask you the same thing . . ." I chuckled. Matthew came into view and picked up the little bear.

"I'm sorry about Mr. Kumastiro. . ." The little polar bear looked up at Matthew and asked 'who are you?' to him. "I'm Canada, Kumakiko. The one who always feeds you?"

"Oh." I turned to my right side and lifted up the blanket to my nose. "Who is him?"

"I'm Jordon." I said with a sigh. I could feel my eyes just dropping. I tucked myself in more. "I'm sorry Matthew but I seem to be a lot more tired then I thought."

Matthew lifted more of the blankets to me. I got myself comfortable.

"It's okay . . ." He said sheepishly. I chuckled. ". . . have a good . . ."

I closed my eyes.

"The awesome me has arrived!" I twitched at the loud voice that suddenly appeared. I heard Matthew squeaked before I could here choking sounds. "Hey Birdie, how have you been? The awesome me is here to go someplace."

"Somplace?" Matthew asked as he gasped in a big gulp of air. He paused before sighing. "Hey, Gil do you think that I could postpone . . . "

"No way!"

"Why not?"

"Because you've been cramped in this room all day!" A sudden bright light peered through my eyelids. But I acted like I was till asleep. And then I felt a cool breeze come in through the window. . . . I think it's the window. "Come on Birdie! Let's go do something fun!"

"I can't. I have my homework to finish." Matthew said in a disapproving tone. "And besides, haven't you heard the rumors that I recently got a new room mate I need to watch over? No thanks to Alfred. . . "

I heard him grumble. I laughed in my head.

"So is it the guy sleeping on Alfred's bed?" I could feel a warm breath on my face. I still acted like I was asleep, although I think I did a poor job of it. Then I think he poked my face. "He's kind of . . . . . what's the word? . . . . sick looking. And kind of cute."

"Well Jordon's pretty beat up so I'd figured he looked . . ." A pause. I swear that I stopped my breathing for just afew moments. I hope he didn't noticed. This 'Gilbert.' "What are you doing Gilbert?"

"What?" I groaned as I opened my eyes. I could see a silver haired guy with red eyes on top of me. He wasn't exactly on top of me, more like he's just tackled me to the ground. That's what it looks like. He frowned at Matthew's direction then turned his attention onto me. He jumped and literally fell off the bed.

"That was totally unawesome!" He stood up and loomed over me. "You didn't have to scare me by staring at me like that."

I chuckled as I got up. I was greeted by the white polar bear. I patted Kumajiro's head and it tilted its head to the side. I finally got Kumajiro's name right after so many attempts of getting it right.

"I'm sorry about Gilbert, Jordon." I looked up at Mattie. But then he had the I've-just-got-an-idea look on his face. "Hey Jordon, why don't you hang out with us today? I don't think you want to stay in this dorm room forever."

I looked at him like he was crazy. Okay, he's not but does he see me as I am now? I have an injured shoulder and arm, a bad ankle that I can barely walk on, and if I start walking now after staying on my lazy ass for a week then I will slam onto the floor.

"Sure." I smirked.

(After about 5 minutes of getting ready . . .)

"That was harder then I thought." I said quietly to Mattie.

Mattie smiled as Gilbert was proudly walking down the hallway. We were headed towards the 'food court' to eat something. I was wearing one of Mattie's red hoodie and some of my old jeans. I was also wearing a random hat that I'm pretty sure, belongs to Alfred. Even though I'm leaning against my crutch, I'm still limping. Isn't that a fail?

"So what can the awesome me get for myself." I heard Gilbert said to himself. Something clicked inmy head. Alfred has been talking about a 'self-proclaimed' person who thinks of himself as awesome above all else, unless he says otherwise. That's when I pointed out to him that Alfred was no diffeent when it comes to thinking that he's a 'hero'. It's true but Alfred denies it. "Hey Birdie, what should I get?"

"I don't know." Mattie put his finger on his chin. "What should I get? Hey Jordon you want anything?"

I shook my head. But that was total lie because I was starving. But I feel bad enough as it is with Mattie or anybody else pamper me. I swear, ever since people found out how 'broken' I am they have been giving me nothing but gifts. There was one that I know I will not forget because it was the most stupidest thing I have received. It was porn, from a guy named Francis. As soon as Mattie and Alfred saw that , they groaned and told me to not mind the representaion of France.

My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a piano. I turned to my right and left and couldn't really find where the beautiful muwsic was coming from. But then it just got louder. I started to limp my way down another hallway; totally forgetting about Gilbert and Matthew.

I reached the source of the sound to be the music room. Surprise, surprise. I pushed the large dark wood door to reveal a guy with short brown hair playing the piano. I stepped through the door and limped my way towards him.

"How may I help you?" I gasped. He stopped and turned around and looked at me. That's when I realized that he was wearing glasses, has the hair curl just like Alfred's and had a mole? near his mouth. He looked at me confused with his purplish blue eyes. "And who might you be?"

"Oh, I'm Jordon, the one that Alfred is taking of!" I said in a boyish voice as possible. But to tell you the truth, I sounded more like a girl. I blushed in frustration. I turned my head around and went back to my more sound-like-a-guy voice. "I'm sorry for disturbing you."

"Oh so you're the famous Jordon." I heard him stand up and walk towards me. I looked back him. "You look so much younger then what the rumors portrayed." He held out his hand. "I'm Austria. It is very nice to meet you Mr. Torin."

I shook his hand.

"Pleasure." I looked at the hallway to see it empty. I sighed in sudden realization that I totally ditched Gilbert and Mattie. Great, that means I have to find my way around to reach the 'food court'. But that's going to be hard. Where the hell do I even start? I swear, this school is maze just hauntiong the poor minds of the ones that go here. I looked back at Austria who was looking confused. "I have to leave, so if you'll excuse me."

"Do you even know you're way around the place?" I froze as he laughed. "I'd figure as much. How about I show you where you need to go? And you look like you're about to fall."

I looked up at him when he said I was about to fall. How come I alwasy have to appear so weak to the people around me? It's not like I'm completely weak, right? Well yes I am a bit tired but so what? I mean, you try walking around in one crutch with your dominant foot being sprained. Believe me it's hard enough being able to limp.

I nodded at Austria's kind gesture and he smiled.

"Where to?" He put his hand on my back and helped me out of the room.

"Food court." I muttered. He nodded and pushed me into the general direction.

We didn't talk much except for when he asked me if I was feeling okay. But other then that, he asked nothing else. If anything, it felt really awkward. I mean here I am, an injruied girl posing as a guy at an infamous school and here is a student, or possibly teacher, helping out a guy who he only heard from rumors. I stumbled a few times but that was nothing to how I was really feeling: exhausted. By the time we reached the library, or what I could tell it be the libary, I was breathing really hard. He set me down on a bench.

"Are you alright?" I nodded my head; but I know he didn't believe me. But that train of thought disappeared as I heard running footsteps on the tiled floor. "Oh, Hungary. How are you?"

"I'm fine, thanks." I looked up to see a pretty girl with long light brown hair and green eyes. And this is the first time I've ever say the girl's uniform. She was wearing a white collar shirt that is tucked into a red plaided dress that stops just about three inches above the knees. And ankle high brown boots. She smiled passionately at Austria. "Where are you headed to?"

"I'm helping this young man to the food court but he's too exhausted to stand up." The girl looked down and me and blinked. Then she crouched down next to me. "So we're taking a break. If only this school wasn't so big."

"Are you okay?" She asked me. I blinked at her and she blinked at me back. Then she giggled. "My name is Hungary but I'm also Elizaveta. It's nice to meet you. But are you okay?"

I nodded my head. But then I pushed myself up and stood on my one good foot. I grabbed the crutch and leaned against it.

"Are you sure, you want to keep going?" Austria asked. I nodded my head. "Well, okay. Let's go." He looked at Hungary. "You want to accompany us?"

"Oh sure."

Austria put his hand on my back again and started walking. Hungary walked next to Austria so he was the center. Within a couple minutes, those two started talking. They were asking questions, like how they were and how they were on their studies. I was eavesdropping the whole time but I try not to.

I was beginning to feel like the third wheel until I spotted the food court. I looked back at Austria and Hungary who obviously had sparks flying everywhere. I smiled as I left those two alone to their conversation. And in no time I spotted Mattie and Gilbert who had the look of relief on their faces.

As soon I got to them though, Gilbert was stuffing is face of whatever he ordered and Mattie was looking green. I , too, felt like I just lost my appitite. I sat down when Gilbert finally finished eating his food. Mattie handed me, what looks like one of those japanese bento boxes you always see in animes and mangas.

I ate a bit of the rice before finall speaking up to the two guys who was watching me eat.

"Sorry for leaving you guys alone." I said in my, well you guys understand now. When I'm alone with Mattie and Alfred who knows that I'm girl, I will talk in my girl given voice. But other then that, I'll talk in my 'deepened' voice which really does sound like a guy.

"Be careful next time." Mattie peered over to look at me. "There are some people around here who will hurt you."

"Like that guy right over there." Gilbert said in a whisper.

I looked over Gilbert's shoulder to see a tall guy with light beige hair and purple eyes. Just like Mattie only his has a tint of 'darkness' in them. He was wearing a long white scarf and a long beige trench coat over his blue school uniform. In this weather? Seriously? But other then that it's the regular blue jacket, white collar shirt with a black tie, and plaid blue pants. I looked down at Gilbert as soon as he brought his head up.

"Who is he?" I mouthed.

"Ivan Braginski. . ."

Author's Note:

Hey guys, so like yeah. Jordon seems to fitting in doesn't she? Yay! But is what Jordon thought rue? Is Flare somehow involved? Well, you'll have to see. As for meeting the other countries, the next chapter is going to be an important one so pay attention, if you can.

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