"Hey guys! How was music class da ze!" Yong Soo shouted towards his friends as they walked out of the buildings. They'd been standing outside and waiting for the rest of them.

"Hell..." Hong answered. It wasn't really a lie though. A bit exaggerated, but not a lie.

"The whole class was scolded by the teacher for being out of our seats," Kiku explained. Ms. Welsey was a really strict teacher and everyone knew from the very first meeting.

"And for some reason, it was Yao's fault..." Jun added, looking at how glum Yao was acting. He didn't support the idea though! When they were exiting the classroom, many other students were giving them, mostly Yao, the evil eye, blaming him for the scolding. They still were giving him the evil eye! They all looked around and saw their peers doing so, glaring and whispering probably bad things. Some first day this was turning out to be.

"But Yao-Nii-San didn't do anything! I don't know why people would do that..."

"Probably that whole piano thing aru..." Yao sighed, trying to smile and make things seem like it was nothing. Really, Yao was not that happy being stared at with dagger-eyes. "We should get to class. Ms. Wesley did not give us much time to get to out next class aru..." After a group sigh, they all headed off to class.

It was absolutely unbelievable. Arthur couldn't believe he had another class with Yao. That was three in a row! Hopefully this is the last one. Well, that's what Arthur wanted to think and really did believe, but inside, he was acting like Alfred when he was excited about something. The Brit watched as the Asian boy, whom he still believe was a girl, talk to their teacher, Ms. Pearl. He noticed their teacher point to the empty table next to him. Yao sighed, nodded, thanking the teacher, and headed towards the empty desk.

"Um, hello again. Guess we're in another class together," Arthur said, trying to act friendly as Yao seated himself down. "How're you liking Hetalia Academy?" Yao only ignored Arthur, resting his cheek on his right hand, looking out the window that was towards his left. Arthur was starting to lose his patience. "It's rude not to answer a question someone asks." All Arthur got for a reply was a nasty glare from Yao. Seems he still did not appreciate falling in the mud. And who's fault was that again? "You know, you'd look an awful lot nicer if you weren't grouchy all the time." Arthur said, crossing his arms.

"You talk too much aru..." Yao said back, looking back out the window. Arthur was about to say something back, but Ms. Pearl was starting the class. The Brit looked back at Yao from the corner of his eye, hoping he wouldn't noticed the blush he could feeling lightly burning on his cheeks. Bloody hell! What am I doing? Arthur mentally scolded himself before focusing back on his teacher.

Sure Yao had gotten all 100's on the entrance exams, but that didn't mean that he was perfect. The exams really were easy! But for real, he wasn't that great in all the subjects. Actually, mostly just English/Language Arts. He sucked at that. Aiyah! Really aru? Was all that went into his head. He stared at his semi-blank paper that was supposed to have five paragraphs. So far, he only had one and a half. I'm gonna die aru...

Arthur looked back at Yao through the corner of his eye for the umpteenth time that period. He noticed Yao's somewhat blank paper compared to his, so far, four paragraph paper. Arthur was curious as to why Yao was struggling a bit to write his paper since he pasted his exam with 100% in this subject. He only shrugged it off, turning back to his paper and finishing his conclusion paragraph.

"Is everyone done with their in class essay?" Ms. Pearl ask her class, a cheerful smile on her face. Most of the students answered with a simple 'yes', but there were some who groaned, knowing they'd probably failed or had just completed. Yao was one of the few, practically half dead. He'd just finished when people were passing the papers up for the teacher.

"Are you okay?" Arthur asked Yao, who had his head down on the desk. There was some extra time in class so everyone started socializing. "You look as if you're half dead," Yao turned his head to the side, now looking at Arthur with his head still on the desk. He wore a tired expression on his face.

"I hate this subject aru..." Was all Yao complainingly said. Arthur couldn't help but chuckle a bit because of how cute the Chinese teen was acting. Well Arthur thought it was, just a bit, cute. He'd never admit it, but yes, the Brit thought it was cute. "Don't laugh at my misery aru..." Yao pouted a bit. He wasn't quit himself when tired, but the pout added to his cuteness.

"S-sorry," Arthur said a bit nervously, also scratching his cheek. Yao sighed, finally picking up his head. He rested his cheek on his left hand, his elbow on the table, patiently waiting for class to end. Arthur sat awkwardly. He'd just started talking to Yao and now there wasn't much to say. He had to think of something! "You play the piano beautifully," Yes! That was something!

Yao turned to Arthur, cheeks slightly pink. "Y-you heard that aru...? We were in the same class? I didn't notice aru," Yao's second question mentally stabbed Arthur, unintentionally, and the third almost killed him. But wait, why was Arthur feeling like this? H-he didn't have any feelings for the Asian. No! He really didn't!

"Y-yeah, I play the viola. But, yeah, you play the piano pretty well... N-not that I liked it or anything!" Arthur could feel himself start to heat up again, hoping it wasn't as noticeable as he thought it would be, "It was way better than Roderich's playing though! Unbelievable how the others would praise him and push you to the side!" Yao looked at Arthur kinda funny, making the Brit heat up even more. Crap! Shouldn't have brought that up...

Yao turned back towards the window while pulling on his ponytail. It felt awkward for him to be praised. Yao didn't know it, but the he was blushing. Arthur on the other hand, did notice. Yao's flushed expression added even more to his cuteness.

"Kesesesese~ Sup, Asian!" Gilbert shouted, popping up from Yao's left side.

"AI!" Yao yelped after Gilbert popped out of nowhere. The Chinese teen jumped away from the Prussian after being scared by him, landing on Arthur's lap. The Brit's face instantly heated up, now glowing like a tomato. His heart started beating fast with Yao sitting on his lap, ever so close to him. Arthur took in the Chinese teen's scent, the scent of peonies and incenses. It briefly ended when Yao hopped off him, not noticing at all the position he was in a second ago.

"Aiyah! You scared the crap out of me ahen! I don't even know you ahen!" Yao fumed. Gilbert continued snickering.

"Francis was right, you really are a looker," Gilbert grinned. Yao was taken back, blushing when hearing someone say he was a 'looker'. Arthur's eyes shot open when hearing that Francis had talked about Yao in such a manner.

"WHAT (aru)!" They both shouted! Arthur turned to Yao, seeing him with an even more flushed expression than before. Was he really mad or embarrassed? Arthur wasn't sure.

"Name's Gilbert by the way!" The Prussian cheerfully said, grabbing Yao's hand and shaking it hard. "Congratulations! You have just shaken hands with the awesome me and your first day!" Yao waved his hand back and forth when Gilbert released him, trying to stop the slight pain. Before either Yao or Arthur could say anything, the bell had rang, dismissing the students to their next class. "Well, nice meeting ya, Yao!" With that, Gilbert left with one of his signature cheerful smiles. Yao sighed with annoyance, packing up his things before leaving himself.

"Wait, how'd he know my name aru...?"

"Yao, wait up." Arthur called to Yao before the exited to door. Yao didn't wait at all, but Arthur was able to catch up with him. "Don't mind Gilbert, he's always like that." Arthur offered a smile, which Yao just brushed off. The Chinese teen started walking faster, trying to lose the British teen, but Arthur just walked a bit faster, too. "What's your next class?"

"Lien!" Yao called, trotting towards the said Vietnamese girl and leaving Arthur. The Brit noticed Lien looking at him then whispering to Yao. Arthur sighed and thought it was rude of Yao to just do that when he was talking to him. He was just trying to be friendly. Being new and all was not easy and Yao was not going to fit in with an attitude like that. Arthur continued walking. He pasted Yao and Lien, heading towards the stairs, the two Asians watching him.

"What was that all about?" Lien asked Yao. The Chinese teen sighed before he started to explain.

"I don't know aru. He just keeps trying to talk to me. This school has a lot of weird people aru."

"I know right. I just had class with this creepy Swedish guy and a hyper Danish guy." Lien shuddered at that memory of the Swedish teen and sighed at the memory of the Danish teen, "I got math next. You?"

"Um, social studies aru." Yao sighed, "Well, at least classes aren't that long. Two more periods until lunch aru!" Yao started happily day dreaming about his lunch, making Lien giggle. "See you then aru?" Lien nodded, stopping on the floor her next class was on. They both said bye before Yao walked one more floor down.

"Yao-Ge, I hate it here..." Hong said to his older brother. The Asians here sitting and eating lunch on the 2nd year building roof. Hong had just met up with them and that was the very first thing he said when he seated himself next to Yao. "Everyone keeps staring and stuff..." Yao chuckled nervously, patting Hong's head as the younger Chinese teen opened up his lunch. Yao knew if Hong had an opinion on something and shared it, it was usually really bad.

"There was a lot of people asking if I spoke English..." Jun comically cried, Binh patting his back.

"I, too, have experienced that quite often," Kiku sighed.

"Yao-Ge!" The group heard someone call. Mei had just arrived and instantly went to Yao, "You're the oldest! Tell Shin to transfer us! I don't like it here!" She complained, shaking Yao by his shoulders. The Chinese teen always found it weird how Mei practically couldn't stand him, but when it came to other stuff, he was the first she went to, "There's a whole bunch of pervs in my classes!"

"Why do you keep asking me to do this stuff aru!"

"I just said it! You're the oldest!" No, that wasn't it and Yao knew it.

"I-it'll get better aru..." Yao said unconfidently. He only said this to calm the others down. "It's just the first day," Inside, Yao wanted to transfer, too.

"Will you all just shut up and eat..." Hyung Soo growled, his eyes closed. He was trying to enjoy his lunch in peace since his day wasn't going as well as he'd like. Mei was the only one who glared back while the others were already use to this.

"Hating the school, too, huh?" Lien slyly asked, a sly grin also on her face. Hyung Soo only broke his chopsticks, trying to hold in his rage. The Korean sighed, pulling out a spare and continuing his meal.

"For the safety of everyone, it would be better to transfers..." Hyung Soo finally said. Yao was about to say something back, but Yong Soo had just popped up, groping him from behind.

"Yao-Hyeong! I don't like it here da ze! I don't see you as much!" He cried.

"Will you quit groping Yao-Hyeong!" Hyung Soo growled to his younger brother, who only stuck his tongue out.

"YONG SOO ARU!" The said Korean cheerfully released his beloved Yao, scooting over to sit next to him. "Aiyah, why're all the first years coming to me aru...?" Yao sighed, comically crying.

"You act to much like a big brother, Yao," Lien answered. Binh, Jun, and Kiku nodded, agreeing with the Vietnamese girl. Yao only dropped his head down, making everyone laugh. As the Asian group continued their lunch, socializing and laughing, they didn't seem to noticed someone watching them. Well, Hyung Soo did, as usual, but held his tongue, watching them from the corner of his eye.

"Niklas? Emil? What're you two doing just standing there? Shouldn't you be over there eating?" The two said brothers turned to the person talking, away from the Asians they were watching.

"Tino. Berwald." Niklas said, nodding his head as a hello, "Someone took our spots..." The Finnish third year, Tino, looked over to see what the Norwegian was talking about. He noticed the Asians sitting where they usually sat every day.

"Hmm... What now?" Tino asked the others.

"Hey, guys! What're you doing standing around!" Marcus had just walked up the stairs, seeing his friends by the doorway.

"Asians..." Berwald said in his deep, and tad intimidating, voice. Marcus's eyes widened, rushing towards the door and peeking his head out.

"Woah! Let's go meet them! I met the girl with the longer hair in a ponytail earlier, but I haven't met the rest!" Right as he was about to walk out, Niklas pulled him back by his ear, making the Danish follow him back down. "Ow, ow, ow! That hurts, Nicky!"

"Don't call me that..." The rest followed behind, not really minding that the Asians took their spots. They just went to the building next door. The first year building was just like the second year's so it wasn't that big a deal.

"I heard from Gilbert you had yet another class with Yao, Arthur. He also said you were as red as one of Antonio's tomatoes~" Francis teased Arthur. Arthur was just about to insult Francis, but someone interrupted him.

"All true, man!" Gilbert said, walking up with Antonio, "Saw the whole thing!"

"Shut up, bloody git. You can never recall anything with exaggerating it to no ends!"

"I don't exaggerate! I just make stories more awesome!" Gilbert madly grinned, "Dude was flirting with the Asian. And Francis was right, she was looker, man!" Gilbert said first to Francis, then to Antonio. Arthur was about to shout 'I was not!', when Alfred bursted in.

"No way! This dude!" The American shouted, pointing to Arthur. Gilbert nodded, still grinning. "Dude! That's so messed up! Arthur can't flirt even if his life depended on it!"

"Hey!" Arthur growled. Alfred started laughing his signature laugh, ignoring his British cousin.

"I'll have you know, I was just trying to be friendly! Bloody people like you are just freaking her and the others out!" Arthur huffed, crossing his arms.

"Whatever you say man. Whatever you say..." Alfred laughed, patting his older cousin's head, must to his dislike. Arthur started grumbling to himself, finishing his lunch.

Please excuse n e bad grammar or misspellings. I keep forgetting to say that... really late right now, so not much gonna be said. thanks for those who review and all that. REVIEWS R LOVED!

n Ms. Pearl based off last year's english teacher...

Tino - Finland

Berwald - Sweden