A/N: Whoa, it's been a bit of a stretch! I had half of this typed up for ages, but I just didn't have the time to finish and I couldn't figure out how to finish. There's no Tonio in this chappie, but we do learn about the girls, as suggested by the title. ^^. Ah, and in addition to some extensive fanfic reading and suggestions, I have a feeling the pairing for Canada is going to change.

I would also like to take this time to:

1) Disclaim! Hetalia does NOT belong to me, or else the Italies would have been female from the start.

2) Thank ALL of my reviewers, subscribers, and favoriters! You guys rock!

I won't delay. Enjoy!

Getting to Lovina: A Story of Hetalia Academy

Chapter 3: Meet the girls

Lovina Romana Vargas had never been happier to greet the blessed weekend. The two day break meant no Allison, no acrimonious music teachers, no disgruntled lazy bastards to kick around, and most importantly, no Antonio Fernandez Carriedo. Finally. The tomato-obsessed idiot (well, maybe the tomato part was alright, as Lovina had a love affair with them as well) was the single most clingy person she had ever met. He insisted on seeing her to every class, even if his class was on the other side of the school. And rather unfortunately for Lovina, the only class they did not have together was Spanish. She was quickly regretting her decision to take that class. It wasn't because she didn't have that class with the tomato bastard. It was because she could understand every little Spanish tidbit of endearment that came out of his cheeky mouth.

And in addition to the stalking, that tomato bastard was so cheeky! The damn idiot refused to call her by her name, insisting on calling her "Lina" or "mi tomate" for the times when she blushed like the said fruit. That bastard. Anyhow, she was glad to finally be rid of him. It was damned weekend, and she was going to actually enjoy it this time. Truly. At least that's what she was attempting to convince herself of. The main impediment to that was the fact that potato idiot was taking little Feli on yet another date. And they were going far off campus this time. Very far. Okay, maybe it was just a movie and dinner date, but Lovina didn't trust the damn bastard. But anyhow, she wasn't about to let that get in her thrice-damned way. No. Lovina Romana Vargas was not going to go ballistic because her sister was possibly going to be molested by some damn idiot.

"Looooovi…"

"What, Liz?"

The light-haired and extremely aggressive Elizaveta was sprawled on floor of the dorm which she shared with the quiet Canadian. Said Canadian was resting on the couch with a tub of maple-flavored ice cream. Lovina sighed. These two girls had been her best friends since she had started attending this school. Initially, she had closed herself off from anyone except for Feli. That was until she had found Madeleine being bullied by Ivan Braginski. The hot-headed Italian could not stand the sight of the taciturn and underappreciated girl being sat on by the rough, bastardly Russian. Something in Lovina snapped, and she marched up to the Russian; she screamed and cursed at him to leave Madeleine alone, and that if Lovina ever found him sitting on the poor Canadian again, she was going to pound in his vital regions. Of course, the creepy bastard didn't comply right away. It was only after Elizaveta came marching up with her frying pan did he calming walk away, still smiling creepily. And after the awkward silence, they decided to become best friends. Or rather, Elizaveta had.

"How is it going with the indescribably smoking Spaniard?"

Madeleine laughed as the grinning Hungarian ducked hurricane of pillows and other unknown objects that flew in her direction. Lovina could feel her cheeks growing redder and redder. It was out of irritation, of course, she convinced herself. Yes. Irritation at Elizaveta's incorrect assumptions. How could the Hungarian even think that she and that insufferable bastard would be an "adorable and sweet" couple?

"Chi-chigi! That stalker tomato bastard won't leave me alone!

Madeleine and Elizaveta shared a knowing look as Lovina huffed angrily.

"You know, Lovi, I think he really likes you. Apparently, you're all he talks about when he's with Bonnefoy and Gilbert. Or so Gil's told me."

Lovina made a muffled response with her head submerged in Madeleine's stuffed polar bear.

"I don't think Mr. Kumajiro likes that, Lovi."

Lovina ignored her, and continued to keep her head buried in the bear's soft silky fur.

"Lovina…"

And right at the moment, Sakura decided to poke her head in through their open door. At first she looked like she wanted to walk away, and then thought better of that and decided to knock quietly. All three girls turned to look at her. The petite Asian girl flushed lightly at the attention. Then Madeleine smiled and invited her in.

"Hi Sakura. Do you need anything?"

"Hello Madeleine-san. I was just wondering if it would be alright if I could sit with you for a while and chat. Ludwig-san and Feliciana-chan are out today, and I could not find anyone else who had the time to talk."

"Not even Heracles Karpusi?"

The Japanese girl's cheeks tinged pink for a little moment; however, she quickly brushed it off.

"No. He is out today as well."

"Well, don't stand at the door. Come sit with us."

"Thank you, Madeleine-san."

All of the girls sat in an awkward silence for a bit as Lovina continued to fume and hide her face in Madeleine's stuffed bear. Madeleine continued to scoop maple ice cream while attempting to smile nicely at Sakura. Elizaveta decided to scoot over to Lovina and poke her repeatedly on the cheek as the irritable Italian spewed obscenities. Chuckling slightly at the scene, Madeleine broke the ice and began chatting amiably with Sakura.

"MAAAAADDDDDIIIIEEEEE!"

Everyone in the room except for Sakura groaned as Allison F. Jones decided to make an appearance in their humble abode. The annoying American was wearing her glasses instead of the usual contacts, and they looked as if they would fall off her nose at any given moment.

"Hello Allie."

The cheerful and immodest American bounced about, engulfing the quiet Canadian into a bone-crushing hug. Lovina sent glaring daggers at the girl as Elizaveta decided to bring up Arthur Kirkland in an effort to save Madeleine from her cousin. The loudmouthed Allison couldn't take the hint and proceeded to babble about "dear ol' Artie" while continuing to suffocate her cousin. Sakura watched the entire scene quietly, not saying a word.

Finally, Lovina could take it no more.

"THAT'S IT BASTARDS, I'M LEAVING!"

It was just another regular weekend Hetalia Academy for the girls.

A/N: So what did you think? I promise some Lovi/Tonio development next chapter.

Speaking of which, I saw the awesomest thing the other day. There was a building with "Jones Vargas" on it, and I'm pretty sure it was some sort of company. You have no idea how excited I was when I saw it. xD

R&R!