Hey guys! I'm back with the second chapter! This specific chapter is dedicated to my dear friend Alex-San on smule. :3 I hope you like this! Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN HETALIA, CURSE WORDS, OR LOVINO'S THOUGHTS...Well, actually...I wrote this so yes, I OWN HIS THOUGHTS MWHAHAHAHA! Just joking XD

My school is small, smaller than most schools. But the diversity of the people is amazingly large. There's a neat-freak of Dutch descent, a punk from England who's obsessed with Shakespeare, an idiot who relishes his job at McDonald's, a seriously girly Pole, plus many, many more. I hate to admit it, but I love my school! It's happier and much, much, MUCH more excepting than home.

"Oh my goodness! Lovino!" A girl's voice called from behind me.

I turned. Never had I been so happy to see the crazy brunette. "Hello Lizzy!" I exclaimed, waving.

Lizzy easily tackled me with a hug. "You've gotten so tall! And oh! your fashion sense is just getting better." She squealed. I personally had almost forgot about my rebellious choice of clothes. "Seriously, you should be a fashion designer...No! You should model! The girls would be all over you! Oh, I'm sorry, I must be embarrassing you!"

"It's okay..." I lied, the heat rising to my head. Sheesh, does she do anything but fangirl over me? Yep, she's one of those infamous fangirls. I met Lizzy two years ago, but we're close. NO! She is not my girlfriend. She's just...Let's just say she'll never change.

"What classes do you have this year?

"Science first period," I read from my schedule. "Social studies second period, PE third p..."

Lizzy whooped. "We have PE the same time!"

I couldn't help but smile at her excitement, but there was another question bugging my mind. "Hey, do you know where Kiku is?"

Just then, Lizzy's pocket buzzed. Quickly, she took out her old-fashioned flip-phone, clicked a few buttons, then put it away. "He just texted me. He's, like, five seconds away."

I felt a twinge of jealousy. Grandpa had never trusted me with a cell phone. No, I would just use it to contact my delinquent friends, or so he thought. The thing is I hardly have any friends, much less friends that belong to gangs. Does anyone in my school work for a gang? Not that I know of. Anyways, Nonno probably has a good reason. Though the bastard's officially apathetic (to me at least), he's still pretty good at telling right from wrong, a trait that he shares with my friend...Oh god, look who it is...Great timing.

"L-Lovino-Kun...What are you wearing?!" The short, lanky, Asian boy looked absolutely horrified, much to my amusement. Kiku. My longtime friend. He's a bit too proper for my liking but he's a good person.

"What does it look like I'm wearing?" I retorted.

"W-Well..."

"Long time no see, Kiku!" Lizzy interrupted.

"Oh...Hello Elizabeta-chan."

"You look darling as always!"

"T-thank you, Elizabeta-Chan. But Lovino-Kun...Excuse me but you really do need to be more modest."

I looked down at my pants. He was kind of right. but still, he needs to take a chill pill or something. "Who cares if I'm showing too much? Oh yeah, YOU will."

"It's not appropriate." "It's not like I'm wearing my swimsuit!" I reasoned, turning red.

"Still...you can't go around dishonoring your family like that!" Kiku protested. "Your grandfather and your brother are descent people. They don't need you soiling the family name."

There. You know Kiku: Polite, nosy, and obsessed with honor. I should've used to it by now, but no, I wasn't.

"F-F**k you!" I said, almost near tears. "I-I don't care! What kind of bastard are you?!" How could he compare me to my brother like that? The only people that didn't were Lizzy and Feliciano himself. Everyone ignored what I thought. Who cares, let's just forget what poor, little Lovino Vargas thinks.

Trembling, I ran, ignoring the annoyance of people I pushed out of my way. I ran until I found myself near the exit doors of the school. Panting, I leaned against one of the doors, shouting all the curse words that came to my mind...Which were a lot. And let me tell you, people stared. A lot of them. But I'm used to it.

A passing teacher immediately stopped walking down the hallway, gave me the evil eye, wrote something on her clip board, and headed towards the principal's office, gesturing at me to follow. Reluctantly, I followed, my emotions boiling.

Principal Bielschmidt looked up from his paperwork, his frown increasing. He knew me well, always ready to get me suspended. It was probably because I bad-mouthed his sons many a time, right in front of their asses.

"So why in the holy crapola am I here?!" I demanded.

"Language!" The teacher who had sent me here warned.

"Lovino," the principal said, "It seems that you have been reported for foul language and your..." Leave it to the authorities to draw things out.

"Okay, okay, yeah, yeah, yeah! Get to the point already!" I was getting tired of being the bad guy.

Mr. Bielschmidt's nostrils flared. I could tell he wasn't used to being talked back to. "Young man, Mrs. Karpusi here caught you breaking several rules in the hallway."

That was Mrs. Karpusi?! I'd heard stories about what she did to children in detention...not good. She had a son that I've seen a couple times with Kiku. The poor kid. The thing is, she hardly looked like her son. Instead of soft brown waves, her hair was a wild mess of not only brown, but also blonde and gray. It was so messed up I wondered which color was natural...probably the gray.

"Number one, your attire does not follow the dress code. Two..." Mr. Bielschmidt continued. "Wait a darn second!" I protested, "What dress code?!"

"No interrupting. The dress code was sent in the orientation email. Continuing on..."

"No! I don't even have an email and my grandpa didn't even tell me about this email!"

Mrs. Karpusi stared at me like I was an insect that happened to talk and cuss. "What kind of people do you hang out with, Lovino?"

I glared at her. How dare she blame my problems on my friends?! They might hurt my feelings once in a great while but they were good people in general. "My friends are perfectly good people, ma'am."

"Who are they?" She sounded suspicious which only made me angrier. "Kiku Honda and Elizabeta Héderváry, ma'am." I seethed, trying not to deck her.

Mrs. Karpusi pondered this for a minute or two. "Kiku's a good kid. He's a friend of my son. Elizabeta? I don't know about her. She seems like bad news to me. Did she tell you about why she left her old school?"

"How?" I asked, though I already knew the answer.

"She hit a boy on the head with her textbook. The boy was somehow hospitalized for a week."

"That's ridiculous! And that doesn't mean she's so damn reckless now!"

Mrs. Karpusi shot me another look. "A troubled child stays a troubled child. Don't let her influence you."

"F**..."

"Mr. Vargas. You are suspended for two days."

Of course. Yippee. I started towards the door, not wanting to here anymore of his shit.

"Lovino." Mr. Bielschmidt said sharply. "I did not dismiss you."

"I don't care." I snapped.

"This behavior will not continue any longer. If it does," his gaze seemed to intensify for effect, "I will have to speak to your guardian."

That's the last thing I wanted.

"Well, sir," My face was hot with anger, "Have one hell of a nice day." And with that, I stormed out. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Awww, poor Lovi!

Okay, onto the story line: Lovino and his friends happen to live in an imaginary town in New York, NOT NYC, mind you! Imaginary 'cause I doubt there's a town in NY where everyone is extremely familiar with Eurovision, since ESC is my life's music. This will be important later in the fic. SONG FIC GALORE!

Now, onto why I choose those specific people as his friends: In several Spamano fanfictions I have read, and liked, they made the point that Lovi doesn't mind hanging out with girls. This is where Lizzy comes in. Besides, Lizzy is friends with Feli so...Well...Why not make him friends with the older brother? The other friend that shows up in this chapter is Kiku. We all know Kiku ; He's calm, polite, and tactful...Everything Lovi is NOT (I'm sorry Lovi T_T). He balances out our loud-mouthed main character, kinda like Yin and Yang. He's also a friend of Feli's, so again, WHY NOT KIKU?

You'll meet the rest of them in later chapters :3

Have a great day! ~Emil