1001 lovers (Hetalia x reader)

First day: Part 2

"You'll never know," you giggle.

The bell rings, signaling that class is going to start soon.

"See you later," you say.

"Bye!"

You walk into room 109, your first period class. Only a few students are there, so you check the number on the door to make sure that you are in the right classroom.

"Don't worry, your in the right place," someone from inside the classroom says.

You turn your head towards the voice and see the teacher siting at her desk.

"Hello, I'm Ms. Hungary. I will be your language arts and social studies teacher this year. You are,?" She asks.

Why is everyone here named after a country? Is it a thing on this island to name your kids Hungary and America?

"I'm (Y/N)."

"I'm very happy to meet you, (Y/N). You can sit down anywhere you like, as long as it's legal."

Trying to be polite, you smile at the terrible joke. You find a desk next to someone with silvery hair and debate whether or not you should sit in it. After a couple minutes of awkwardly standing, you sit down in the desk.

The guy with silvery hair smiles at you.

"Hello, I'm Russia," he starts.

Someone with blonde hair and crazy eye brows enters the class room.

"No, Russia. Jut no," he says. He sits in the desk on the other side of you.

$50 he's named after a country too.

"What? All I said was hello," Russia says.

"I know, I know, just don't start flirting. Ever."

"But I wasn't trying to flirt."

"Gah! Just- you know- do you get what I mean?"

Russia looks at crazy eyebrows guy full of confusion. "No, I don't get what you mean."

The guy who you do not know the name of turns to you.

"Anywayyyyy I am Britain."

"My name is (Y/N)."

Ms. Hungary picks up a text book and throws it on her desk.

"All right class, we have a new student," she yells.

"Some people in this class can be very obnoxious sometimes, so Ms. Hungary has to yell a lot to get everyone's attention. You'll get used to it," Britain
Says.

"Britain! Stop talking,!" Ms. Hungary shouts.

Hah. I think I know who one of the obnoxious people are.

"Our new student is named (Y/N). Everyone better treat her with respect," the teacher says.

You look around and shyly wave to everyone.

Language arts and social studies went by fast. You spent most of the time talking to Russia and Britain. Too soon third bell rang and you exited the class room. The door stopper tripped you and everything came spilling out of your binder. This irritated you very much.

"Oh, let me help you with that," Russia says.

"You don't have to," you respond.

"It's alright, my next class is right next door to this one."

Finally, everything gets put back in your binder and the bell rings. Russia stands up and goes to his next class.

"I'll see you tomorrow, (Y/N)."