Hetalia x Reader

Introduction

Haio!~ This is a story that was inspired to be written at 1:48 in the morning by being bored. (I rewrote the intro because I didn't like how I started it off, sorry if you actually liked how it started off.)
Some stuff you probably should know for now and later in the book:
-(y/n) = your name
-(h/l) = hair length
-(h/c) = hair color
-(e/c) = eye color
-(b/n) = band name
-(f/s) = favorite song
-(f/c) = favorite color
-(h/s/n) = high school name
-(f/f) = favorite flavor 
-(t/n) = teacher name
-(b's/n) = b****'s name
-everything in bold is my sarcastic commenting and thoughts

~Introduction~

It was a cold, rainy Sunday in April. (Y/n) sat on the steps of her porch covered by the awning, while thinking about her life. There was so many things going on, being bullied, parents constantly being gone, and the major one, school. At this point in life, she was finishing her senior year of high school at (h/s/n), which meant one thing... finals were coming soon.

This meant hours of studying were wasted when she could've used them to watch anime, more specifically Hetalia, her favorite anime. She watched the first few episodes and immediately became attached to it. She even ended up buying a plushie for almost every single Hetalia character you can name.

But back to (Y/n), she was thinking about all the studying just to get those good straight A's on her report card. She would prefer, however, to be in her room on her (f/c) beanbag in an oversized (b/n) shirt with shorts, watching Hetalia on her laptop, snuggled up in her fluffy (f/c) blanket and eating (f/f) Pocky... but no, school has to push her.

She was currently listening to (f/s) by (b/n), one earbud out of her ear, humming slightly to the tune of the song. She was watching the rain as it came down from the dark grey clouds when she saw lightning strike down. 'Great!', she thought, 'Now I have to go inside...'

She walked into the empty house, yes, both of her parents have gone on a business trip... again... She didn't even get to say goodbye to them, they left her a note instead.

Dear (y/n),
Your father and I left for a business trip last night, we'll be back in 3 weeks to a month.
With lots of love,
Mom and Dad ~❤
PS: there is money on your dresser to buy food, remember, no parties ;)

Though she was quite used to not being able to say goodbye to her parents, but it would be nice if she could give her parents hug goodbye.

As she was heading into her house, she decided that she was cold and wanted to take a bubble bath, yes, a bubble bath... you have a problem with that?

So... anyways... (Y/n) walked to her bathroom, started the bathtub, and literally poured all of the Mr. Bubble bath soap into the tub.

She got undressed and hopped into the bubble filled tub.

*Timeskip brought to you by the reader being a weirdo by making bubble beards/mustaches and splashing around in the bathtub... don't worry... I do it too... XD*

(Y/n) got out of the bath and dressed in (whatever you dress in for bed) and got into her bed after setting her alarm and falling asleep.

*Mini-Timeskip till morning*

She slept peacefully sprawled out on her bed, her (h/l), (h/c) hair flowing out around her. Her face in her pillow, slightly drooling. Her fluffy blanket sliding off of her body, almost on the floor.

Beep.

Beep.

Beep.

(Y/n)'s Pov.

I opened my eyes to look at my small, short alarm clock. '7:00 o'clock already...'  I thought while groaning. "Nope. Not this morning. Ten more minutes." I said slamming my fist onto the snooze button of my alarm clock, closing my eyes again. Not more than five minutes later, the same thing happened.

Beep.

Beep.

Beep.

"Ugh fine, I'm up!" I said harshly taking the alarm clock and throwing it against the wall. 'Welp, that's another alarm clock I need to replace...' I thought while jumping out of bed. Once my bare feet made contact with the cold, hardwood floor,  I cringed for a second before dragging myself to my small, walk-in closet.

I opened the door and walked in grabbing a (f/c) (b/n) shirt, dark blue skinny jeans, and my black converse. I got dressed quickly, ran a brush through my (h/c) hair, and walked downstairs. I walked into the kitchen and looked in the cupboards, 'I need to go shopping for food soon...' I thought while finding some off brand cereal.

"Good enough." I said while grabbing a bowl and spoon. I poured myself some off brand cereal and sat on the couch that I'm not supposed to eat on, but decided to anyway since I was the only one in the house. I turned on the t.v. to the news channel and saw the same old, plastic news woman. 'People like that sicken me...' I thought while eating some more of my cereal.

After watching the news and finding out that it was going to constantly rain for the next week or so, I finished up my cereal, putting my bowl and spoon into the sink.

I grabbed my car keys, jacket, phone, headphones, and (f/c) backpack and walked outside to see that the news people were, in fact, correct, it was pouring. I made a quick dash to my car that was parked in front of my yard and got in the car, started it, and drove off to (h/s/n).

*Timeskip to school because I'm a lazy writer*

I just made it to school when the bell rang, I walked up the steps to my first class, History. History has always been my favorite class, even though I didn't really like the teacher. I finally got to class after walking all those steps. I walked into the classroom and (t/n) glared at me as I did so. I took my seat to find a note waiting for me in my desk.

Hey freak,
Why did you show up today, we actually thought today would actually be a good day, but no, you had to show up. You know it would be better if you didn't. Nobody wants to see you, so why don't you just go home.

I sighed, irritated and crumpled up the note. 'Of course, (bt/n) being a bitch as always... It would be better if you didn't show up here' I thought, mimicking her high-pitched, irritating voice in my mind. While thinking about (b's/n) and how I despise her, a voice interrupted my thoughts.

"Okay class, get out your notebooks and copy the notes I put on the board, you are also going to need to read page 237 through 241 in your history books. You will need to be able to answer the questions on the test tomorrow that I will give you. You may read the lesson later tonight but I advise you don't forget, the grade you get will go on your last report card. After the notes are taken, you are able to work on anything productive and may use your phones, but no talking." (t/n) said strictly and walked out of the room. 'Probably the teacher lounge' I thought as she closed the classroom door.

I opened my notebook that was full of Hetalia doodles and started writing down the notes the teacher put on the board then started drawing the mochi version of the axis. I am pretty good at drawing, not the best I've seen though, but who cares, I'm only 18. (If you're not 18, you are now, congratulations! Btw, you're in your last year of high school :D)

'Everything in my life is so boring...' I thought while finishing up my mochi Italy.

I'm used to this though, my schedule is: go to school, (b's/n) and her gang being their amazing selves, go home, do homework, eat, take a shower, watch anime, and then go to sleep. The same schedule, all day, every day, except the weekends which are just used to study non-stop.  

'My life is just on repeat, nothing interesting ever happens...' I thought while starting on my Japan mochi.

But what I didn't know was that something very interesting would happen soon...

Whohooooo! Crappy intro (re)done! Check out my Oneshot book, it's probably better than this crap... But if you like this then okay... keep reading it! :3