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! And weirdness.

CHAPTER 04: Of Eccentricity and The BTT

"Okay! Bye Heracles! It was nice to talk to you!"

"Ah… You too, Katyusha."

The weekly staff meeting had gone relatively well and it was enough to make Katyusha happy again. Her day had been particularly stressful, especially when she had heard that her sister, Natalya Arlovskaya, had been causing trouble with some of the sophomores. Her sister was a freshman, one that was rumored to be scary. She didn't want to believe the rumors that students spread but when she got violent with that poor sophomore, Toris Laurinaitis, she couldn't do anything but believe it. The worst part was that she got violent solely because Toris was one of their brother's only friends and dear lord, Natalya was way too attached to their brother.

The good thing is that Toris only walked away with a few minor injuries and that he was once again, OK to attend classes. However, that wasn't the end to her stressful day. After she had patched the Lithuanian student up, another student had been rushed to her office after 'passing out' in the middle of 3rd hour. The boy was another sophomore and he was quite popular. Due to being athletic, he was fit and normally so healthy, so when he had been admitted, she was so worried. In fact, Katyusha had felt so bad when she had to leave him for her meeting.

Humming happily in an attempt to forget the many stresses she experienced earlier today, she made her way back to her office.

"Ah! Miss Braginskaya!"

Looking up, the nurse noticed a familiar face making his way towards her. With a soft gasp, she looked at him with all the concern in her eyes. "Oh, Alfred. How are you feeling? Did you just wake up?"

The boy blinked, "Er… I'm not Alfred." He looked equally worried but there was something in his expression that made him look… offended.

"Oh no!" She exclaimed, now full on worried. This was the boy who had passed out, right? She knew he passed out but she was really hoping that he stayed healthy. "Did you forget who you are? I knew you passed out but I didn't expect for you to get amnesia! Oh dear boy.. I am so sorry for leaving you in that office all by yourself."

Now the boy in front of her looked really weirded out. It was almost as if this was his second time hearing what she had just told him. "I… I'm Matthew Williams?" He said softly as he pulled his ID from his pocket to show her. "Uhm.. A-Alfred's brother?"

"Oh." Oh. The Ukrainian woman was on the verge of tears for the poor boy so when she saw his ID that proved his identity as Not-Alfred, she felt a wave of both embarrassment and guilt hit her. Matthew had looked so much like Alfred that she had felt really bad for when she mistook the two. "Oh dear, I am so sorry."

Matthew sweatdropped and put his ID away. "Oh no– i-it's fine." Atleast he was a polite student and that the first thing he did after her apology was immediately reassure her. "Your meeting's over, correct?"

Katyusha nodded, wiping a few tears from her eyes. "Yes, we just finished." She told him. No harm in telling a nice student like him, right? "Is your brother doing OK, by the way?"

He gave a sigh and a shrug. "Alfred's awake and he's been energetic like usual, as if he hadn't passed out. But," He paused, an odd expression forming on his face, "...He.. He's been acting kinda weird." Before she could talk, he continued, "Like… He's been saying weird stuff and I even had to tell him that we're in highschool."

"Oh no! Is it really amnesia?" Earlier she had thought that the rest of the night would go by well since her morning was hectic but this new news regarding that American student was enough to drag it down.

Again, Matthew shrugged. "I really don't know." He sighed, "He was acting like himself but also not like himself? I don't know, it's weird. Y'see, I was hoping you'd check on him? He's still in your office and I only left to get supper."

Katyusha nodded, "Of course I will. Thank you for telling me, Matthew."

With a smile for a reply, Matthew nodded back. "You're welcome. I gotta get going now so, bye!"

"And bye to you too! Have a good rest of your night!"

"You as well!"

If he could drink, he totally would.

Of course, the only problem— er, problems, with that was that he was in school, a place where such things were forbidden, and that he was the Student Council President and therefore, had to keep a sparkling rep for the rest of the student body.

"Man Arthur! Today's really gotten to you, huh~?"

"Thinking about it will only make you more stressed."

Arthur groaned and lifted his head from the table. In front of him was his plate of untouched fish and chips and beside him were his two 'best friends', Vladimir Popescu and Sigurd Thomassen. The three had originally come to the cafeteria to get dinner but due to his moodiness, Arthur was the only one to have not eaten. "You two don't get it. Too many bloody things happened today!"

Vladimir rolled his eyes and made a 'psshh' sound. "Like the fact that a freshmen attacked a sophomore and the teachers asked you what to do?"

The Brit groaned again. Why did Vlad have to go on and remind him of that? All he did was pass the halls to see one demonic freshman pounce on a poor sophomore. He shuddered at the thought and shuddered even more at the thought that the figures of authority asked him to handle the situation. "Listen, I didn't know what to do! I don't even know why they relied on me!"

The next one to remind him of his struggles was Sigurd. The Norwegian had an eyebrow raised and a book in his hands. He had been reading a book on myths while Arthur was in his slump. "I thought the issue that you were most concerned about was that your speech got ruined."

And then there was that situation. The emerald eyed teen slammed his fists on the table and put his head down in shame. "The teachers had asked me to do a speech on proper English since it was my forte and that the sophomore classes were failing but…" He knew that the more scary situation included the violent freshman but this was the situation that made him shake more.

"Halfway into your speech, some kid faints."

Arthur was gonna sob.

"And then after that, Francis and Gilbert go off to spread rumors saying that you cursed the kid with your 'black magic'!"

If these two were his friends then why did they have to be so insensitive.

"Yeah? Well Francis and Gilbert are—"

"A pair of handsome devils, non?"

Speak of the devil and he shall come. The three magic believers looked up and found that Francis Bonnefoy , along with Gilbert Beilschmidt and Antonio Fernandez Carriedo, were walking towards their table. Sigurd didn't seem to care too much and Vlad smiled with a wave but Arthur found himself to be glaring daggers towards the two shittalkers who decided to spread rumors.

"What the hell does your garbage trio want, Frog?" Arthur spat, his voice soaked in venom and rage. 2 out of the 3 people in that group were literal trash. Antonio, the student from Spain, was a relatively OK person but Francis and Gilbert had always aggravated him. It sucked even more that Francis was his dorm-mate.

Francis feigned an expression of pain but all the Brit did was stare him down and scoff. "Ach! My dear Arthur, you are so undeniably harsh! Why aren't we allowed to say hello to your little geek trio?"

"Well Sigurd's cool and mysterious demeanor makes him kinda cool and not geeky!" Antonio chimed in.

"Ja and Vampire Boy can be pretty awesome!" Gilbert added with a grin and earned a high five from said 'Vampire Boy'. "He and I share a mutual dislike for a certain Hungarian priss!"

The French student chuckled and did a small flip of his hair. "I guess that makes you the only nerd among your friends."

Arthur felt his eye twitch slightly. "Oh sod off already." Crossing his arms and sitting back in his seat, he gave a small huff, "Before you do though, I would to like request that you and that red eyed hooligan over there kindly stop spreading rumors about what happened in that sophomore English class."

And that's when a certain Germa— Prussian, began to cackle. "Ohh man! Why do you talk like a grandma!?" At his menial comment, Arthur could only feel his irritation rise. The thing that was more of a piss off is that it got Francis, Antonio, and even Vlad to start snickering. Whose side was that Romanian kid on?!

"Si, I agree." Antonio nodded, a playful smile appearing on his features. "Arthur, we get you're the president of the SC but that doesn't mean you should act so… adultish all the time!"

"Oui, mon ami! Lower your guard! Joke around a bit! It's your last year of being at this school so you might as well have fun~" The blond Frenchman offered him a wink and internally, Arthur gagged.

"How am I supposed to have fun if you guys are trying to ruin my reputation!?" The Brit snapped, "You and Gilbert are literally going around saying that I cursed a kid! All the other kids from that blasted grade refuse to listen to my speech now in fear that they'll also faint in the middle of it!"

"It's funny how those losers believe it!" Gilbert was grinning and had made the mistake of taking a chip from the blond's untouched plate and eating it. As soon as he put it in his mouth, he choked and spat the food out. "Agh fuck!" Unfortunately for Arthur, the chewed up bits from the albino's mouth had landed back onto the plate where he had gotten the food.

"Ahh! Gilbert, are you okay?!" Francis worriedly asked as Gilbert made a multitude of 'blegh' noises.

"HELL NO!" The white haired male took Arthur's glass of water and downed it immediately, "I think I just ate my grandfather's feces."

Antonio suddenly had a look of concern, "Eh? How do you know what your grandpa's feces taste like, Gil?"

"Toni, it's an expression."

"Oooohhhhhhhhh."

"THAT'S IT!" Arthur was about to spontaneously combust. He had it with all the stress and troubles and these three weren't doing anything but make it worse for him. "First you scare the underclassmen with rumors that aren't even true and then you go insult in my country's delicacies!? You three are the absolute worst! I'm leaving!" Getting up from the table, he began to walk out and from behind him, he could hear the three delinquents' whining.

"Eh? But we just got here!"

"Yeah, Arthur! Mon ami, it was just fun joking!"

"Man what a pissbaby! Later loser! Have fun cryi— Oh, it's Mattie! Hey Mattie!"

"Helloooo? Alfred, are you in here?"

America jumped at the sudden voice. After he had found his jacket and ID, he had been waiting for what seemed to be forever for his brother or the supposed nurse to come in.

Getting up from his seat on the bed he originally woke up from him, he peeked and noticed the that a familiar looking woman had entered the room. It was Russia's /big breasted/ older sister, Ukraine.

"Uhh, hey." Wasn't that just the most awkward greeting he's ever given? It's not like he had known what to say anyways. He never really interacted with Ukraine and was on odd terms with her siblings. Belarus was annoying and Russia was, well, himself. Apparently Ukraine was much nicer but according to Lithuania, she was kinda strange.

"Oh Alfred. How are you feeling?" She asked, looking up at the American with worried blue eyes. "You passed out and according to your brother, you've been acting strangely since then! You haven't gotten amnesia, have you?"

Lithuania was right. This chick was weird. And Mattie talked to her already? Goddammit, what a snitch. Never fear, for a hero knows how to solve every problem! Feigning a sheepish grin, America scratched the back of his head and said, "Did he? Cuz I'm feelin' A-OK. Cana—er, Mattie's just too worried is all."

Ukraine still looked uncertain. Were his acting skills not enough to trick her? "You're sure? May I still ask you some questions though?"

America blinked. That wasn't a part of the plan but whateves. "Yeah, shoot."

Going over to her desk and taking a seat in the chair behind it, the woman gave a small sigh then turned towards America, "Before you passed out, do you remember feeling light headed or ill at all?"

Haha no. When he had told Canada that he went to sleep, the other was so taken aback. Did the him in this world seriously pass out? If so, he might as well play along… "Yeaaah. My head was aching and before I knew it, I was laying on the ground, knocked out."

She gasped. Nice. "Oh no! Were you feeling like this before your third hour class too?"

America blinked, "I thought I passed out in English."

"English is your third hour class."

Ohhh. Welp. "Ohh haha, yeah, I don't remember. I think I hit my head reallllly hard when I fell. Forgot some stuff, haha."

"Oh dear… And do you remember anything happening the night before? Do you think you were feeling off at all?" Was her next question.

The night before… Oh right, Tony was playing horror stuff and America head nearly pissed himself so he decided to sleep early. "Mmm, I all I did was go to bed a lil earlier than usual. Guess I was feelin' kinda 'meh' last night."

"I see, I see."Tapping a finger on the desk, she continued, "You also said that you forget some stuff, yes? Do you mind telling me what it is that you've forgotten?"

Jeesh, how long was this gonna take? Was he at an interview or something?

"School and uh, school stuff." The answer sounded like bullshit but it was truthful. Well, kinda. It wasn't that he had forgotten school stuff, it was more he was full on unfamiliar with the school concept. For one, he didn't even know how he had gotten to this world and for two, he didn't know the reason he was even in this world. "Like I know I'm a sophomore and stuff but like I just forgot the school and the classes I take and like ya know… The general stuff. Like I know we're in the Nurse's Office but I totally don't where this place is located within the school."

Annnd the Ukrainian woman was back to looking horrified. "Oh no! It really is amnesia! Oh dear, I'm going to have to contact y—"

"Whoa whoa whoa whoa," America quickly interjected. "I don't have amnesia! I-I know who I am!" Man, this lady sure was weird! "I-I'm Alfred F. Jones, Sophomore! I swear that I musta hit my head really hard, okay?!"

She only looked slightly more calm, "Y-You're sure?"

"Y-Yeah! I totally know who I am and what my lifestory is!" Hah, just read all those American history books, amiright? "I just forgot what my life at school's like and that stuff." To make it even more believable, he offered her the sheepish looking grin he could make.

For a while, a few seconds actually, she had stared at him with an unsure look but he continued to smile. Boy was acting difficult! Finally letting out a sigh, she looked away. "Well… If that is the case then I suppose I can exempt you from classes until you're feeling back to your old self…"

"Wha?" He blinked, not understanding what she said the first time.

"What I'm saying is that you are free from attending classes and that I'll excuse you due to your current health problems." Ukraine explained, "For now, I want you to rest a little bit more and then possibly use your time off to get familiar with things again, alright?"

"Ooohhhhh…. Sure! Sounds sweet!" He nodded in understanding and gave her a thumbs up to show his enthusiasm. He got to skip school already? Sweeeeet.

"Mhhm! But if I find that you've been faking and that you're using this an excuse to really skip and screw around, then I will not hesitate reporting you to the headmaster. Capiche?"

"Capiche!"

She offered him a soft smile, "Well. You're free to go now— Oh! Before you go. Why don't you take one of these?"

One of what? America watched as she dug for something inside her desk and blinked when he had soon been presented with a folded up piece of paper. Curiously, he took it and began to unfold it carefully.

"It's a map of the school! Figured you might need one if you really did forget about your school life."

Well fuck yeah that'd be helpful! "Haha! Thanks, I totally needed one of these!"

"Anyways, bye Alfred! I hope you have a good night!"

"You too!" He waved before turning his back to leave.

Nice! He had gotten Ukraine to believe him and now he had to go on and convince Canada that he wasn't crazy. Speaking of Canada, where was his brother anyways? He was supposed to bring him food. Hmmm…..

Looking at the map, he began to search for where this cafeteria would be located..

A/N:

HI. I'm in school rn and I just wasted like half my lunch hour to write this. Like, I started writing on Sunday but just had to finish that bit where Ukraine or Katyusha, was asking America some questions. Actually, lunch is about to end in 5 or 6 minutes so this'll probably be posted during my 8th hour. Whooops.

Anyways, I hope you enjoyed the newest chapter! Decided to add more of the cast and just like the previous chapter, writing the interactions between Francis and Arthur were reaaallllly fun. Writing Gilbert was also pretty fun! For the harder parts, it was kinda tough for me to write Toni and Katyusha, even if they only had a few lines. As for Sigurd and Vlad… Vlad was also fun but I ended up making Sig not talk enough. RIP.

Speaking of Sigurd AKA Norway. I decided to go with one of his beta names because I liked the way 'Sigurd Thomassen' sounded better than 'Lukas Bondevik'. Plus in my current friend circle, we have a weird joke where we say 'Lickass Bondage-kink' instead so his 'canon' name's been kinda ruined. Weeps.

ANYWAYS. Again, I hope you enjoyed the newest installment of Highschool Misfit! If you like my works so far, then feel free to check my newest fic: 'American Dream Birthday'. It stars my homeboy 2P Ame/Allen!

Anyways anyways: Review and all that! TY for reading!