Title: Highschool Misfit

Summary:

England, fed up with America's behavior, decides to cast a curse on him so that he could learn to respect his elders. But it seems he's screwed up. Accidentally sending America to an alternate universe where everyone's in high school, the other must learn how to fit in while England works to get him back. Will he able to survive the hell known as school or will that British upperclassmen continue to treat him like shit?

Premise:

England's always despised getting bossed around and though France is hella annoying, America makes it so much more worse considering he's younger. He hates getting one upped by the other and even more so hates it when he gets called things like an "old man". Fed up with everything, he decides to use some magic to put America in his place. However, the spell isn't exactly what he had imagined. Instead of making the other shut up, he makes the mistake of accidentally transporting America to an alternate universe where he's a highschool student.

Ships: Undecided- depends on what readers want?

Warnings: Swearing! Also mild OOCness with a fed up Mattie.

CHAPTER 02: Of Matthew and America

Something was wrong.

There was definitely something wrong with his brother.

First, he passes out in English class— passes out during a certain prickly upperclassmen's speech and then he wakes up a few hours later and is completely Off His Rocker.

It left Matthew confused. Wait. More than confused. He knew that he was the more logical of the brothers and that Alfred was more of the dreamer but seriously, what kind of delusions was his brother having now? Why was he acting like this? Ever since he's woken up, nothing he's said had made any sense. At all.

First he goes to babble on about Canada, say weird things about England, and then ask where Texas is located…? After that, he even continued to call him Canada– er Canadia, as he heard it. The only 'normal' thing he did was talk about heroes like he usually would but there was still something strange about it. The names of countries that came out of his brother's mouth still lingered. Since when did Alfred show interest for any countries that weren't the United States?

When he left the Nurse's Office to go after his brother, he'd imagine it to be difficult to have to run after him. Compared to him, his brother was the athletic extrovert and was a fast runner by default. Just the mere thought of having to chase a guy as fast him was even more dreadful than having to go to war. But in the end, Matthew didn't even have to chase him.

Alfred came to a halt and luckily, he was able to catch up to his brother. The unlucky part however, was the fact that he had realised that Alfred only stopped because he was to engage in a conversation with someone. Someone who, though wasn't an upperclassmen, was kind of intimidating.

"Switzerland! Yo Switzy Switz!" His brother greeted, his voice loud and full of energy. God where did he even get that energy? He had just woken up, hadn't he? Wait, what did he just call the other? "Know we don't talk much, but have ya seen England around? I wanna give him a good beating!"

Basch Zwingli, a Swiss student who was in the same grade as them, glared. "Aren't you the guy who passed out?" He cocked an eyebrow, "What the hell do you want?" The short male didn't seem to hear what was being asked of him but it was evident that Alfred's presence was annoying him. Not being able to hear Alfred the first time was kind of impressive considering he was so loud. But it was also a good thing since his brother wasn't making any sense and there was no knowing what the scary Swiss could've done if he had heard what his brother called him.

"Pass out? I didn't pass out!" Alfred replied, his voice full of denial. "Oh God! Please don't tell me you're in on Canada and England's shitty prank!"

Basch's look of irritated confusion only stayed on his face as he responded with a simple, "What?"

Alfred on the other hand, didn't look like he was about to give up on his babbling anytime soon. "Oh c'monnnnn! Dude this is totally not cool! Why is everyone pra—"

And that's when Matthew decided to step in. "Ahh, Basch. I'm so sorry about my brother-" "What Canadia?! Why're you–" With effort, he managed to raise the volume of his voice so that Alfred couldn't cut him off with nonsense, "He uh. Just woke up and isn't really feeling so uh. Well. Sorry! Again!" Grabbing hold of his brother's wrist, he decided to muster up the strength so that he could drag Alfred away and possibly back to the Nurse's Office where he obviously needed help.

Past all his brother's whining, he could hear Basch mumble a little 'The fuck?' as he dragged Alfred away.

"What on earth is wrong with you, Alfred?!"

Great, he was back in that Nurse's Office place all because Canada decided to go on and interrupt his conversation with Switzerland. America was disgruntled. Why was everyone insisting that he had passed out? Well, not everyone since only two people thus far had said so but it was enough to make it feel as if it were everyone. It didn't even make sense…

"Well I'd have to say the same thing right back to ya!" America huffed, obviously not pleased with what just happened. "Jeez Canadia! Don't you know it's rude to interrupt others when they're talking to people?"

America's sassy response didn't seem to sway Canada though. He just looked unimpressed. "What's wrong with me?" He repeated, "There's nothing wrong with me. You're the one acting all strange! Babbling on about countries and why do you keep calling me 'Canadia' anyways?" He was huffing and puffing, obviously irritated. After a few seconds he began to calm down and his face softened. "I just. I was just so concerned about you passing out and now you're acting all….Seriously Alfred. Are you okay? Oh— I forgot to give you these, by the way." Canada held Texas and before he decided to reply, America took the pair of glasses and slid them on.

"Er.. Thanks." He nodded in thanks then began to think of what the other has said. Canada claimed that he was the one being weird but personally, America didn't feel as if anything wack was going on with him either. It was Canada who wasn't making much sense so why was he the one being questioned. Asking him why he was talking about countries and why he kept calling Canada by his name? Like what? The two were countries themselves after all. But then again, Canada was the one who was more forgotten… Hm… "Bro. Did you like forget who you are?" If the other wasn't pranking him then this could also cross as a possibility, right?

"Wha?" That question seemed to catch Canada off guard, but only for a few seconds of course. He cocked an eyebrow and gave America a strange look. "Nooo…. Again, Alfred, what are you talking about?"

"Dude, you like just, totally asked me why I was calling you Canadia. Like I'm aware your name's Canada but don't make such a big deal out of the fact I add a letter. Jeesh bro." Canada still had that strange look on his face. "Anyways that's not what I mean. What I meant was like if you forgot that you were a nation?" Unless this was all apart of the prank or something…

Canada, however, still looked more confused than ever. He was speechless and it gave America more time to press. "And dude, why do you keep calling me by my human name anyways? Also, you never explained to me where the hell we are and why we're twinning outfits. It's kinda freaky." Speaking of outfits, Switzerland also seemed to be wearing the same exact thing now that he thought about it…

His brother was still quiet and that strange look stayed. "... There.. There's definitely something wrong with you.."

"Canada! Dude! I'm being seri—"

"As am I! Alfred, what are you talking about?!" The blond haired male was struggling against America's words. "Nations? Canada? I know I'm Canadian but you're sounding more than ridiculous! Alfred, we're literally 16 year old, high school students! We're both still young and with you sputtering crazy talk, the last thing I need is for you to be sent to an institution at 16!"

Canada was fuming. Jesus, America had never seen his own brother so furious. He was always so passive aggressive, so seeing the other be full on aggressive (kinda) was a new experience. Even if he knew his brother was angry, the things that he had said still made no sense at all. There was no way in hell that the two were 16. The human age he had picked out was atleast around 19 and his real age was more than two hundred or so. And second of all, there was no absolute way that the two were highschoolers.

He gave a stressed sounding sigh and stepped back. When Canada decided to give his argument, he had been a bit too close to America and his pancake smelling breath was not something that the blond wanted right in his face. If Canada wasn't gonna back down with his bullshit, then the only thing he had to do was fight back.

"Dude there's no way that we-" And that's when he saw it. From behind the other, there was a white poster that was hanging on the hall. 'WELCOME TO WORLD ACADEMY W! SCHOOL RULES & REGULATIONS'. Blue eyes found themselves to stare at the poster and from out his mouth, the only thing he could say instead of his own argument was a simple, "Dude, what."

A/N:

GOD OOF. There's only been two chapters thus far and this one's definitely not as good compared to the first one orz. I know what I want to do with this story and where I want it to go but writing this chapter was particularly hard? Like I had an idea for what was gonna go down and basically what went down was only part of my idea? The original idea for this chapter did have Matt confront America but in a different way— in other words, it woulda been more of a chase scene considering how I had Ame just zoom out. Buuut honestly, it was more difficult for me to write ;;

Aside from that, I'm thankful for all who faved, followed, and reviewed the story! You guys are all a good confidence boost and I'm glad to have been motivated by all's support! Also, a minor apology is something I oughtta do since my last Author's Note was pretttty shitty.

I wanna say a few things about the story as well.

It takes place in World Academy W, the same school that's featured in the anime and the portable game. However, for the sake of the fic, I'm putting my own spin on things. For one, as it takes place in an AU where everyone's a human, the cast will not be divided into classes via where they come from (example: the European Class, the Asia Class). Instead, they're separated by grade level like a normal high school would have it. There'll be a freshman year, sophomore year, junior, and senior. Since it's an academy, there will also be a middle school and elementary section so that we can visit more characters in the AU!

Things in America's POV will have the characters names as their country names and things in anyone who's a student's POV (i.e: Mattie) will refer to the characters in their human names.

This'll mainly be a third person POV fic, if that wasn't obvious.

Shipping! I did say that I know where I want this story to go and I do have a few ship ideas but nothing's set in motion yet. Especially with it just starting. I'm willing to take suggestions from the readers or not have any ships at all, especially if people want it more plot based. I, however, am a sucker for romance so not doing ships at all is kind of a lie.

Until then, thanks for reading the newest addition to the story! Feel free to review so I can be even more motivated to update the story ! /shot

PS: I'm writing my fics completely on mobile and wow, editing them is HELL.