Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia. But in Soviet Russia, Hetalia owns you!

Some characters are a wee bit OOC, but meh, its all cool for the sake of fan fiction. BTW I don't really like using their character names because I have trouble remembering them and I would HATE during a middle of a fan fiction to go look up who the person was and lose the flow of the story. I think maybe I'm the only person who actually does this but just in case. IM SORRY DX PLEASE DON'T EAT MY SPLEEN!

Finland sat down at the breakfast table eating his cornflakes. He didn't really know what to do. He was a new student and didn't know any of the people here. He got up to go get his 12th bowl of cornflakes.

"You're going to get fat if you eat like that." Someone said from over his shoulder. Sweden glared down at him but Finland just smiled.

"Will you be my friend?" He asked, holding out the bowl of cereal as an offering.

"No."

"Reaaally?" Finland looked up at him with puppy dog eyes.

"Err... well... OK then" Sweden said, "But only if I can have your cereal."

"Yay!" Finland hugged Sweden.

"Sooooo... what room are you in?"

"What do you mean room?"

"Haven't you cheeked the room table?"

"Nope."

"Hnn... lets go look at it then, what's your name?"

"I'm Finland, what's yours?"

"Sweden."

"Can I call you Su-San?"

"No."

"Okay then Su-san! Let's go look at the room table!" Sweden and Finland walked out into the corridor and turned to a piece of paper stapled to the wall.

List of Rooms

EU1. Germany. Prussia. North Italy

EU2. Greece. Turkey. Spain

EU3. Austria. Hungry

EU4. France. England

EU5. North Italy. South Italy (Romano). Prussia

KL1. Estonia. Latvia. Lithuania

KL2. Poland. Switzerland. Lithuania

KL3. China. Korea

KL4. America Canada England Russia

KL5. Sealand. Canada.

B1. Belarus. Ukraine Russia

B2. Sweden. Finland Switzerland

"Wow Su-san! We're together!" Sweden ignored Finland and carried on looking at the board.

"Tssh, typical!" Someone said from over both their shoulders. Prussia stood behind them glaring at the board.

"Germany totally swapped mine and Italy's rooms! He just can't stand my awesomeness.... Just because he wanted his little boyfriend with him. Now I'm stuck with that Southern dick head!"

"What do you mean 'dick head'? You're not even a real student here! You're just Germany's brother!" South Italy said coming up behind Prussia.

"Your mother's just Germany's brother."

"What? That doesn't even make any sense!"

"Your mother doesn't make any sense."

"You're just immature, you know that?!"

"Your mothers immature."

"..."

"Your mothers and awkward silence"

"That is IT!" Romano said, going to punch Prussia. Prussia ducked and grabbed Romano's curl of hair.

"Gah! No! Please! Not my hair! Not the hair! Let go! Let go!" Romano begged, kneeling on the floor.

"Not your mum's hair" Prussia smirked. Sometimes his awesomeness even amazed himself. He let go of Romano's curl and offered his hand to him. Romano took it and was half way getting up when Prussia dropped him.

"Hahaha, idiot." Prussia said walking away.

"Oh no you don't." Romano grabbed Prussia leg and pulled him onto the floor.

"Shit!" Prussia said, getting Romano into a headlock "you'll regret that!"

"What're you gonna do? Get potato head to come save you?"

"Why you... gah" Romano grabbed Prussia collar and pulled it up over his face.

"I call top bunk!" Romano called, releasing himself from his grip and running to their new room.

"WHAT! NO WAY! IM TOO AWSOME TO HAVE BOTTOM BUNK!" Prussia screamed after him, running into the wall where he couldn't see.

"Su-san, can we go check out our new room before lessons start?"

Sweden sighed.

"Ok, but only if you don't touch any of my stuff"

"YAY!" Finland grabbed Sweden's hand and walked with him to their new room.

"RUSSIA! RUSSIA! WHERE ARE YOU!?!? RUSSIA!" Belarus yelled into her bedroom.

"He's not here, Belarus, he's moved rooms."

"HE MOVED ROOMS! HOW DARE HE! I WANT HIM IN MY ROOM! WHO GAVE HIM PERMISION TO MOVE?!"

"Germany was in charge of the room table. He chose the rooms this year"

"WHAT! I'M GOING TO GO FIND GERMANY AND..." Sealand walked in the room.

"Umm... is this room KL5?" He said, looking at Ukraine.

"YOU" Belarus pointed at Sealand. "DO YOU KNOW GERMANY? WELL!?! DO YOU!?!?"

"I.. I... don't... know" Belarus took out a pocket knife and put it to Sealand's throat.

"DO. YOU. KNOW. WHERE. GERMANY. IS?"

"ENGLAND! SAVE ME!" Sealand shut the door in Belarus's face and ran down the corridor. Belarus's eye twitched.

"Who was that?" she said, strangely calm.

"Umm... I think that was Sealand" Ukraine said, folding her clothes.

"Where's my death wish list gone?"

"Over there on the table. By the way, is there anyone who ISN'T on your death wish list?"

"Russia."

"Ah. Of course. Anyone else?"

"No."

"I see. Well I'm done here, I'm going to go..."

"No, you're coming with me to find Russia."

"Well, if that's what makes you happy."

"PEOPLE, FIRST PERIOD STARTS IN 5 MINUTES!" Hungary yelled over the crowd eating breakfast. Liechtenstein, Switzerland, Turkey and Greece stood next to her. They all wore straps across their chest with their jobs on. Hungary's said 'Morning watch', Liechtenstein's said 'Lunch watch', Turkey's 'Afternoon watch', Greece's 'Evening watch' and Switzerland's 'Night watch'.

"Hey, guys I need to talk to you." Hungary said to her co-mates.

"What is it?" Liechtenstein said.

"Well, unfortunately one of us has to be laid of."

"WHAT?" Switzerland yelled.

"Well, apparently there have been new auditions and this guy, Austria I think his name was, is taking one of your jobs."

"Oh no..." Liechtenstein said.

"Anyway, I've been looked at all your performances these past couple of days and, well, it's either Turkey or Greece."

"US?" They both said in unison.

"Well, one of you has to go, you always cause some sort of accident when you two are together. And your arguments are really distracting."

"Well that's because Turkey is such a..." Turkey poured orange juice over Greece's head smiling.

"DO YOU SEE WHAT I MEAN?"

"You telepathically told me to pour it over your head; therefore it's your fault." Turkey reasoned.

"Well then..." Hungary said "I'm putting both of you in charge all day and whoever causes a disaster first if replaced"

"I think that's fair" Switzerland said.

"But..."

"No buts, just do it." Greece sighed in defeat and sat down in his chair. Turkey smiled to himself after watching Greece sit down.

"What are you looking at?" Greece spat at him.

"Nothing, just carry on"

"You've made me paranoid now. What have you done?" Greece started getting worried.

"You told me to do it telepathically" Turkey smiled. Greece stood up finding that, in fact, he couldn't. He was glued to his chair. Turkey walked away humming to himself.

"COME BACK! I CAN'T MOVE!"

"Then I guess the job is mine" he called from a distance.

"Don't worry" Liechtenstein whispered "I'll feed your cats for you."

"OH MY GOD! YAY! IT'S COOKING FIRST!" Italy danced on the spot. Germany and Italy stopped walking, waiting for Italy to finish dancing after looking at his time table.

"Is he always like this?" Japan asked Germany.

"More or less. There are 3 second intervals of silence occasionally if he's eating. The most I've ever got on my watch is 4.5 seconds but I'm hoping after a few weeks he will wear himself out."

"I hope we get to cook pasta today!"

"I don't really like pasta" Japan said. Silence filled the corridor.

"What...?" Italy said under his breath, glaring at Japan.

"I mean... Erm... It's not really my kind of food, I prefer sushi." Italy gave him a glare with such menace that even Russia would have flinched.

"Please don't kill me." Japan said raising his hands over his eyes in case the Italian tried to stab him.

"Well you obviously haven't tried MY pasta" Italy said, all menace gone from his voice. He started humming again and skipping down the corridor. Germany followed close behind them.

"You got him to shut up for over 6 seconds, Japan, Impressive." Japan decided to stay quiet for the rest of the walk to the classroom.

Inside some of the students had already arrived. Poland was showing Lithuania a collection of 'polish cuisine' leaflets and Russia sat at a desk behind them, not taking his eyes of Lithuania. Estonia stood up, next to Russia's desk. He really didn't feel up to telling Russia that he was in his seat and didn't feel up to sitting next to him either.

"Hey, Russia!" Poland said turning around from where he was sitting in his chair. Russia snapped out of his trance.

"What?" He glared.

"You should really, like, have a look at these leaflets! They might help you." Poland slid a pile of leaflets over to Russia.

"For the last time I am NOT fat." Russia said holding out the diet leaflets he had been given.

"The first step to overcoming your problem is to admit you totally have one."

"I DO NOT HAVE A PROBLEM!"

"Poland I really think you should..."

"Shhh Leit"

"Sorry" he whispered under his breath.

"Why are you apologising?" Russia said, his fake smile back on his face, putting his arm around Lithuania. "He should be the one apologising for being so rude to you and not listening to what you wanted to say to him. I would ALWAYS listen to what you have to say."

"HEY! Hands off him!" Poland pulled Lithuania away form Russia grip and held him in his arms. "you might give him HIV or something!"

"You can't get HIV from touching someone, you know"

"You totally can, Prussia told me!" Russia and Poland continued to fight until Belarus entered the room. Russia then proceeded to get hide himself in the supplies closet. Estonia went to go sit back in his seat.

"HEY YOU!" Belarus yelled at him " Don't you dare even sit in that seat!" She started sniffing the chair "It smells like Russia so it must be his seat." She sat down on the chair next to it waiting for Russia to arrive. Russia eventually fell out of the closet and was forced to sit with Belarus.

"I love you Russia" She said hugging him around the waist while Russia tried to find something to hit her with. Not that it would make any difference. After spraying harsh chemical in her eyes and covering her mouth with intoxicating fumes he decided to give up and just put up with her for the rest of the lesson.

Japan wasn't really watching, but subconsciously doodled on his note book.

"Why are you drawing England on your book?" Italy took the note book from him and looked at it closely.

"What? I don't know what you're talking about. That's not England!" Japan said, a blush spreading over his cheeks.

"But... who else has eyebrows like that and that bad a fashion sense?"

"I...I..."

"Awwwww! That's so cute, Japan!" Italy hugged Japan around the neck "Isn't that adorable!" Germany!"

"No"

"I can't... *gasp*... breathe." Italy let go of Japan.

"What the hell do you see in him?" Germany said.

"What do you see in Italy?"

"Good point" Germany sighed.

"I don't really know, but when I see him its like my heart has just gone to heaven." Japan's eyes averted to the ground. America entered the room and walked up to Canada, looking confused.

"Have you ever talked to him?" Italy asked.

"No, I always do something stupid around him. Like this morning with the pasta or when I saw him in the corridor and I tripped over or..."

"HEY AMERICA! DO YOU KNOW WHERE ENGLAND IS?" Italy leaned up onto the table and screamed out over the room.

"NO!"

"ARE YOUR SURE?"

"YES! WHY?"

"OH BECAUSE JAPAN..." Japan grabbed Italy's collar and pulled him off the table.

"What are you doing?!? You can't yell that across the table like that and let everybody know! Not to mention China takes this class! If he had been here then my life would be over!"

"Oh don't worry about it Japan! Now... time for operation 'Get England to like Japan!'"

My first story I've actually added a second chapter to. Somebody shoot me. And now my head hurts. Anywayz please review! Nice stuff appreciated!