AN: HELLO! :D NEXT CHAPTER IS HERE!

FIRST OF ALL YES I AM TALKING ABOUT MY HOME TOWN IN THIS STORY-YOU KNOW WRITE WHAT YOU KNOW :3. WHAT I SAID IS ALL TRUE-GRATE SCHOOL SYSTEM… YOU KNOW IT'S ALSO A VERY WEALTHY TOWN. I REALLY DID STOP GOING TO CLASSES ON THE LAST FRIDAY BEFOER MEMORIAL DAY (WHICH WAS THE 23rd) FOR INTERNSHIPS. SO THAT'S WHERE THE STORY STARTS.

SO ORIGINAL AND IMAGINATIVE RIGHT? HEE HEE *DUCKS TO AVOID FLYING OBJECTS*

I KNOW I'TS A LITTLE LAZY.

ANYWAY SO WE ARE GOING TO MEET THE KIDS IN THIS CHAPTER, BUT FIRST I'M GOING TO BRIEFLY SHOW THEM COUNTRIES ON THE PLANE.

AS ALWAYS PLEASE ENJOY AND PRETTY PLEASE REVIEW! :D

DISCLAIMER- YES… A LITTLE AMERICAN GIRL WHO CAN'T DRAW TO SAVE HER LIFE OWNS HETALIA AXIS POWERS. GER REAL PEOPLE! :D

~CHAPTER TWO~

A STRANGE DAY

A few weeks after the meeting six pairs of nations found themselves on a very exclusive, private plane flying over the ocean to New York City. There was a strange feeling in the air; a mixture of pure joy, excitement and anticipation that seemed to be effecting everyone's heads. It no one was able to sit completely still. Even the solider and stoic like Germany found himself fiddling with his hands or his pants. Dressed in a pair of jeans, basic sneakers, a simple baby blue button up and simple hooded jacket he felt as if he was going to fall out of his skin. For some reason he couldn't explain he felt vulnerable without his standard suit or military uniform. Glancing around the plane he could see he wasn't the only one feeling strange. England sat perfectly still and quiet, his arms crossed and his emerald orbs staring out the window. Judging by the scowl on his Austrian cousins face it was clear that the man was loosing his patience. Even America was much calmer and quiet than usual, her hands playing with her white tee shirt every now and again as she awkwardly laughed.

"Mr. Germany?" A soft voice came from behind him, snapping the blonde out of his thoughts. He turned his seat around and found himself facing Japan and a sleeping Greece, snoring away peacefully. His lips twisted into a small smile at the sight.

"She's always sleeping ins't she?" Japan immediately turned his head to Greece and smiled ever so slightly, his face turning a soft shade of red. He chuckled softly and turned his head back to Germany, a gentle smile still on his face.

"Yes, it seems both Penelope and Felicia have that in common." It was Germany's turn to blush as he glanced over at Italy. The petite woman was curled into a little ball in the seat, breathing ever so softly with a smile on her face. Noticing a strand of hair was out of place Ludwig carefully pushed it behind her ear and smirked.

"Ja, but to be far she was up late last night making sure everything was ready." Japan nodded and chuckled, something that surprised the German just enough to turn his attention back to Japan.

"So was Penelope-and I was up pretty late helping her so I can't imagine how late she was up." He kindly replied. An oddly comfortable yet awkward silence fell between the two after that, both of them avoiding eye contact for a short moment. Only the sound of Greece's snores and Itlay's breathing could be heard. Japan cleared his throat and his friendly smile faded ever so slightly.

"I just wanted to see how you were doing Mr. Germany. You seemed a little more… uh.. tense than usual." Japan said, his voice as calm and polite and usual. The blonde nation looked at his former ally in surprise, silently noting how usual it was for Japan to ask about feelings-and he wash' necessarily the type to openly talk about them. Letting out a sigh he ran his fingers through his hair and and attempted to keep his normal stoic appearance.

"About as well as you would think." Japan nodded sympathetically, his usual undetectable expression returning.

"It's understandable. 18 year is a long time, it's going to be incredibly awkward and uncomfortable at first. It's going to be quiet a shock for them also, I feel a little bad for them."

"Ja…" was all Germany could manage to say. His eyes glanced down at the manilla folder sitting between Felicia and himself. His heart warmed ever so slightly, a smile daring to appear on his face. He was still trying to wrap his mind on all the information he had read, that the person described and pictured was really the same baby they had given up so long ago. He knew she was in for a huge shock, yet it only just occurred to him what finding out her true identity would really do to her. A horrid thought seeped into his head that the poor girl would be so shocked and confused she would out right refuse to spend the summer in Berlin. After all, like himself she seemed to dislike sudden and large changes.

"My poor liebe… you just had to get all your Vatti's faults didn't you?" He thought, his heart beginning to sink ever so slightly. Always able to sense the mood, Japan reached out and placed his hand on Germany's large shoulder, starling him enough to almost make him jump.

"Ah! Sorry Mr. Germany I didn't mean to scare you!" Japan claimed, quickly pulling back his hand and staring at Ludwig in horror. The German immediately put up his hands up and shook his head as he caught his breath.

"Nein, nein it's okay Japan." The Asian nation let out a sigh and his posture seemed to relax. He very timidly placed is hand back on Germany's shoulder and let his curl into a small smile.

"As I was going to say…I don't think we should focus on negatives right now. It wouldn't do any good." His said, his voice usually happy. Had Germany been in his normal state he would have been shocked by the hopeful, almost joyful tone to his voice. At that particular moment though the kindness and wisdom of his words had a calming effect on the nation. His stiff figure visibly relaxed and a his twisted into a genuine smile. Allowing himself to relax in the comfortable chair he nodded in agreement and ran his fingers through his hair once more.

"You know, I wonder what they're doing right now…"

~Fairfield, CT, May 23rd~

Somewhere nestled in the third smallest state in America was a small town called Fairfield. Somewhere near the center of that small town was a large, brick building sitting sprawling over two green hills. On the third floor of that building was a class stuffy, hot class room that was stuffed with students in a full array of college shirts. It was also in that class room where all of the nations children happen to be, chatting away with the rest of the students with out a care in the world. A group of girls were gathered around the teacher, chirping happily away. Only three people sitting towards the front of the room appeared to be unaffected by the festive mood.

"I can't believe these stupid bastards." One of the three said. He was fairly small with perfect olive skin, dark hair and hazel eyes. His face always seemed to have a permeant frown or scowl on it, and he always had some smart or nasty comment up his sleeve. Another one of the three, the only girl cringed ever so slightly and narrow her eyes ever so subtly.

"Do you have to talk like that all the time Ricardo?" The boy, named Ricardo glared at the girl. She was very small with long brunette waves that reached waist, ivory skin and large brown eyes hidden behind glasses. The quiet girl attempted to keep her face neutral but it was painful clear how annoyed she was with Ricardo.

"Oh che palle! It's not your mouth's exactly clean Miss Perfect." He snapped back. The girl looked at him for a moment, silently wondering what he had said and wishing she knew some Italian. Refusing to be deterred though she relaxed her annoyed face and placed her book down. She leaned back in her chair and crossed her arms.

"True, but I don't make a habit out of it though." She replied, earning a very exaggerated eye roll from Ricardo and a loud snort. He opened his mouth to speak but before he could he could get a word out another student with wheat color hair and the strangest colored eyes ran up to them, kneeling on his knees and placing his elbows on the girl's desk.

"Don't listen to her! Elsa swears like a sailor, she just doesn't do it that often in English so no one knows what she says." The boy claimed loudly, causing Elsa to practically jeer back and gawk at him in horror, her skin somehow growing paler.

"No I-how did you…"

"Please, the awesome me knows everything. Also Isabella taught me some Spanish swear words and I've taught myself some German-which includes ALL the fun words."

Silence between the group as Elsa's face turned bright red and Ricardo snickered in glee, always thrilled to see the boy embarrass the petite girl. Both boys continued to sneer at Elsa's expense, causing the poor girl to blush even more.

"Would you two stop it already? Can't you see you're embarrassing her?" Another voice chimed in. All three pairs of eyes turned toward the sound of the voice, falling to into silence. The boy had wild blonde hair that seemed to spike in a million different directions, stunning cornflower blue eyes with the most unfortunate black eye brows. The wheat hair blonde snickered and light punched the blonde's shoulder, his devilish grin growing larger.

"Oh come on eye brows Elsa just needs to let it go!" Elsa's body went completely stiff at the sound of that phrase, her whole body seemingly frozen. Her heart began to pound heavily and her little hands balled into little fist. Every fiber of her being wanted to leap out of her chair and tackle that annoyance to the ground, hopefully bringing him down a peg or two. She wanted to scream and throw her book at his head and knock some sense into him. Her face grew hot and tight with anger as the seconds ticked on and her breathing grew heavier. Yet all she did was sit perfectly still and stare at him, waiting for the wave of anger to pass before she moved.

"Charlie! The name is Charlie Fredrick…" The blonde hair boy, or Charlie replied, a large smirk appearing on his face as the wheat hair boy, Fredrick lost his trade mark grin and his face went completely blank.

"Ouch…that hurts Charlie, right here." Fritz claimed melodramatically, placing his hand on his heart. Charlie's smirk only grew, a feeling of satisfaction settled in his chest as he playfully punched his friend in the arm. He turned his gaze back to Elsa who still seemed less than pleased at Fritz's comment. His smirk disappeared into a sympathetic expression and his skin seemed to turn ever so slightly pink.

"Are you okay poppet?" He asked, his heart racing ever so slightly when Elsa's full lips turned into a pretty smile. She reached back and and pulled out her pony tail and let her thick brunette waves fall to her waist. The boy almost dared to smile himself-she always took out her hair when she was feeling relaxed.

"Eh I'm fine. It's kind' of stupid I still get so mad at that." She replied calmly as she ran her fingers through her hair. She barely seems to notice Charlie's face becoming a bright red at the sight, silently marveling how her hair had a reddish glow when it hit the sunlight. Fredrick seemed to notice for his trade mark grin once again appeared and a devilish snicker rumbled from his chest.

"Oh Elsa be careful I think you're making Charlie fall in love with you and your lushes locks." Elsa's hand immediately dropped back down on to the desk and the pair grew tomato red, causing both Ricardo and Fredrick to snicker once again. All Elsa could do was divert her gaze towards the clock and count the minutes until the period ended.

1:16, only five more minutes until she had a free period when could finally be a lone and clear her head. The very thought almost made Ricardo and Fredrick's laughing barbell. After all she only had five more minutes left them and then they were out of her life. Her fingers twitched ever so slightly and her heart began to dance. It seemed surreal that she only had less than five minutes class left and then she would finally be done with high school her for good. At that moment, despite knowing she how much she would miss her teacher and the familiarity of going to school everyday she couldn't help but to feel excited, thrilled and terrified all at once. For the first time in her life it seemed the whole world was about to open up and the possibilities seemed endless. And all she had left was five minutes and a period of relaxing reading.

Five more minutes until a whole new life started; until she could finally start over and become new. The thought was utterly terrifying but her heart raced at the thought of all the doors that had yet to open, of all the roads yet to taken. Life was finally in her grasp and she had every intention of grabbing hold and making the most of it.

Out of the blue the sound of a phone ringing rose above the conversation, causing a hush in the noise. The teacher, a small red-headed woman walked over and picked up the white phone.

"Good afternoon." She said in her usual pleasant voice. The room seemed dead silent as she listened to the person on the other line. All eyes seemed glued to the woman, their head racing with all the possible situations playing out. They held their breath as the teacher nodded and her eye brows raised to her eyebrows.

"Oh… all right. Are you sure you want all of them? Okay then I'll send them down, thank you." Before the woman had a chance to hang up the found hushed whispers filled the room, some either discussing the phone call while others went back to what they had been doing.

"Charlie, Eva, Fritz, Maria, Elsa, Ricardo and Isabella get your things and go down to the main office."

A hush fell over the students, making the already stuffy air grow even thicker. All eyes darted towards those mentioned and a chorus of whispers and snickers began to break the silence. Elsa, Charlie, Ricardo and Fritz stared at each other, all unable to immediately grasp the strange request. They seemed to pay no heed to the sound of others getting out of the chairs and grabbing their bags and shuffling towards the door. The quartet of students continued to look at each other, each silently hoping the other had an answer. Since no one seemed to have a real answer, no one spoke.

"Are you four coming our what?" an impatient voice questioned. Elsa turned her eyes towards the sound of that voice, though she knew perfectly well who it came from. Staring down at all of them was a girl with pin straight coffee colored hair and large green eyes covered by thin classes. Unlike the others she refused to wear her college shirt, opting for a pair of black knee length pants and a pink blouse. Elsa could feel her blood boil and her hands begin to twitch as a flood of colorful vocabulary rushed towards her lips. She quickly sucked in a deep breath through her nose and let her little fingers clench into fist. Highly aware of multiple pairs of eyes staring at her Elsa stood up and joined the group, slinging her red messenger bag over her shoulder. Charlie, Fritz and Ricardo quickly followed, trying their hardest not to look at all the eyes set on them or the whispers that surrounded them. With their heads held high the group opened the door and filed out into the quiet hallway.

Turning left towards the stair case the group walked silently, their minds clouded with confusion and anticipation. Elsa gripped her book tightly to her chest and glanced at the others in the group.

Standing next to Maria was a smaller girl with olive skin, curly light brown hair that went just past her shoulders and friendly green eyes. Her whole face just seemed opened and always had a smile on it. Even at that moment she still smiled which made want to chuckle. It was hard to believe that blissfuly happy girl was Ricardo's sister, but there was no doubt once one took a good look at them. Elsa enjoyed Isabella good nature, even if she did find her patience test with her obliviousness to the world around her and her lack of ability to read the atmosphere.

"This is really strange isn't it?" A soft voice asked. Elsa turned her head and shrugged at the girl next to her. She had long black waves, natural tan skin and haunting beautiful brown eyes that almost looked oriental. She was the shortest up the group, standing at least two inches shorter that Eva who was only 5'2 but the two girls were strikingly similar. Both had long wavy hair, both were short and petite but still somehow had womanly figures-the other girl more so than Elsa. They were both tended to be on the quiet side and had an uncanny ability to sense the mood. The girl, named Eva, was Elsa closest friend. Even after that comment when nothing else was said a familiar silence fell between the two as the walked. What else was there to be said? It was indeed strange they were all called to the main office with their things but Elsa decided it was best not to speculate and just to see what was going on. Speculating would just cause her heart rate to spike and her body to sake and her lungs to race. It just wasn't worth it.

If only the others had the same way.

"Why do you guys think we all got called down to the office? Isabella asked, causing her brother to roll his eyes.

"Who knows? They're such fucking idiots anyway." For the first time that day Isabella's smile disappeared into a hard frown as she glared at her brother. Out of the group she hated Ricardo's mouth since she never got away from it.

"Ricardo! Please stop talking like that! It's not nice." She scolded, earning another eye roll and a scoff.

"Whatever…" He muttered, diverting his eyes down to his shoes.

"Maybe we're all getting an award or something. I mean we are some of the smartest kids in our grade." Charlie volunteered. Maria let out a dignified snort and crossed her arms, turning her head back to group with a smug smile.

"Excuse me but are any of you Valedictorian?" She replied. Right on cue the rest of the group groaned and seemed about ready to pounce on her. Needless to say it had not been the first time they had heard of Maria's great achievement.

"Ja, ja, we ALL know that you're Valedictorian and that you're going the William and Mary and all that bull but don't forget Charlie's also Valedictorian with you and Eva is the Salutadictorian and going to Columbia. So why don't you just take your precious violin and go stuff it up your ass-that is if you can." Fritz sneered, his famous devil like smile appearing as Maria face's harder and grew tomato red. The air suddenly became thickets as soft snickers and giggles filled the empty stairwell. It was moments like those that made Fritz's existence tolerable to Elsa. Just to simply know there was someone out there who despited the prim and prissy Maria as much, if not more than she did was a comfort in a strange way.

Then again most in the group found her difficult-even Isabella who got a long with every soul she met found Maria challenging. It was easy to see as they left the stairwell and continued their way to the main office that she was still miffed about the comment. Her arms remained crossed and her lips tight in a hard line. Elsa couldn't help but to glance at Fritz and give him an approving smile. Normally Elsa was never the type of person who approved of purposefully angering a person and hurting them…unless it was Maria. Then her in opinion she needed all the help she could get to bring her down to earth.

As Fritz smiled back at Elsa the group had finally made it to the main lobby. The smooth gray stones, the benches and the little piano were all so familiar to the group. A strange ache filled Elsa's heart as she quickly looked at the surroundings. She couldn't help but get the strange feeling she would never see the simple but beautiful lobby again, never walk through the familiar halls and never go about her usual weekly routine. Her lungs began to feel tight and she clutched her book even tighter to her chest. Of corse she knew that day was coming, but she thought she had another forty minutes to read and relax in her safe place in the learning center room. She knew she would still find herself in the halls while waiting for the middle school next store to start once her internship started. Yet a strange hallow feeling still found its way and settled into her chest and refused to leave. As the school bell shrilled and Isabella opened the office door Elsa shook her head. She reminded herself to not let her mind travel and take her away from the real world and let that hallow feeling disappear.

Besides, the moment she walked into the office it was clear that was no moment to let her guard down. Standing in front of the group were two women that looked astonishingly similar. They both had large almond shape eyes and wheat color hair which one wore in braids and the other kept at shoulder length. Both pairs of eyes were a beautiful shade, the woman's with the braids being so blue they even had a purplish tint. Both wore simple clothing; the woman with braids wore a knee length baby pink dress while the other wore a cornflower blue blouse with a black ever they were it was clear they were related-even twins. Elsa just stared at the lovely women as they smiled at the group of teenagers.

"Hello there!" One of the women, the one with the shoulder length hair said cheerfully. Her warmth and cheer seemed to radiate from that large smile, making it almost impossible not to smile with her. They all let a small smile creep on their lips to show they accepted her friendly greeting… even if most of them were utterly confused. The woman didn't seem to notice the uncomfortable atmosphere in the room as she continued to smile at the group. Her companion though seemed aware of how uneasy the group of teenagers before them were. A small smile appeared on her face and she cleared her throat, breaking the silence that hovered in the office.

"My name is Madeline and this is my sister Amelia. We know that you've only just met us and probably a little confused why we pulled you all out of class, but you're all coming with us." The woman, Madeline explained in the gentlest voice the teenagers had ever heard. Yet no matter how sweet or gentle her voice may have been it did not take away from what she had told them or sooth any confusion they had. Even Isabella, the most willing and trustful of the group stared with incredulity.

"Sorry but we've been taught to never get into a car with strangers-no matter how pretty they are." Fritz replied with a straight face. Amelia laughed and placed her hands on her hips.

"Yes I know and that's a great thing-but in the case your parents know you're coming with us so let's go! We gotta beat the rush hour traffic. But before we do I need to make sure everyone is here." She explained as she pulled out a folded list from her black purse.

"All righty- when I call your name… oh you know the drill."

"Maria Brown?"

"Here."

"Eva Collins?"

"Here."

"Isabella and Ricardo DelBianco?"

"Here."

"Charles Kennedy?"

"Here."

"Fredrick Muller?"

"The awesome me is here!"

"Elsa Murphy?"

"Here."

An excited, child like appeared on Amelia's face at the sound of Elsa's name. She knew how much the girl hated when people mentioned that movie, so she did her best to control her urge to jump happily and throw her arms around the girl. Once the quick burst of excitement passed she folded the sheet she folded it and placed it back into her purse.

"Okay now that we're all here, off we go!" Amelia cried, pushing her way to the front of the group to open the door. She held it open until everyone was out into the lobby. Once again it was empty, all the other students having found their way to class or to a quiet to ditch until the last bell. That hallow feeling returned to Elsa's chest as she followed the strangers towards the door. She glanced around and was relieved to see everyone else felt just as uneasy as she did. Then just as they reached the door it occurred to her that no one had asked an extremely important question. She straightened her back and willed that hallow feeling to disappear for the moment it would take for her to speak up.

"Excuse me, Miss. Amelia?" She asked, causing the blonde to turn on the balls of her feet and smile a the girl.

"Yes-and call me Amelia dear."

"Neither you or Miss. Madeline told us where we're going."Amelia's smile disappeared into a blank stare for a second, as if she was replaying events from moments before in her head. That constant smile was back once again with a loud laugh and a slap to her forehead.

"Oh right-how stupid. We're only going to the greatest city on this Earth-New York!" She exclaimed, turning to open the door once again.

"But why are we going to the city?" Elsa questioned, causing Amelia's body to stiff just as she touched the door handle. She sucked in a deep breath and turned around on her heels once again, her hands clasped in front of her and an obviously fake smile on her face.

"Boy… you're just FULL of questions aren't you Elsa? Don't worry everything will be explained to . . - now LET'S GO!"