The Idiotic Adventures Of Anna Parker (Hetalia FanFic) (EDITING)

Property? Really.

"Ok, class, my lovely TA here would like to share something with you." Mathias shadow casts over me as I try to read. "Huh?" I crane my neck to look up at the tall blonde and raise an eyebrow.

"I do?" I whisper as I stand. He smiles cutely at me, "About the reading assignment! Duh." He pushes me in front of the bored students. I smile slightly. "Okie dokie, fellow classmates, I got some news for you," I twitch my lip awkwardly, "I'm going to give all of you a piece of paper, on that paper will be the reading assignment."

Asshat, who's name is Brandon, groans. "Why?" He asks as I hand him a paper. "Because it's... 45% of the grade," Emil mutters as I hand him a paper. I smile at him and stop in front of the class. "Pick an fiction book, though remember, this is a school." I smirk, "This will be due sometime in October."

"Helpful, Miss B." Brandon coughs. I fix my hoodie-that I "borrowed" from Mathias-and send a sickly sweet smile at him. "Mr. Brandon Winters, I know that I'm a cute girl in your eyes-"

"More like midget."

"-But I will freaking mess you up." Brandon smirks and moves his arm, so he can put his chin in his palm. "Come at me, bro." Ignoring his petty threats, I turn to Mathias. "Mr. Kohler, I'm done." I smile and curtsy with skinny jeans. Thank Gods for Fridays, right?

I sit back down in the chair and take out my phone. "Okie dokie." He nods my way, for my oh so helpful words, and looks at the class with a cute little grin. "Twilight Zone, anyone?"

~*~

"Mr. Ivan, sir." I kinda refuse to call him by his last name because his name is to confuses the hell outta me. His violet gaze finds my eyes and I smile sheepishly. "I need help." I whisper, trying not to disrupt the quiet class. "Da, what is it?" He replies with a sweet -but obviously fake- smile. "Ok, so me and Feli can't figure out this one."

I point to 5 and look up. "This is a history question about Russia, sir, this doesn't belong in Chemistry." A dark feeling starts to creep on me and I shiver. "But you will answer it, da?" He laughs that 'kol kol' laugh and looks at me. "Unless of course, you want to be one with mother Russia."

I back up quickly. "Uh, rain check? Thanks, Mr. Ivan-sir." I quickly go back to my seat.

Oh, this is even worse than Hell.

~*~

You know that feeling you get right before you wanna cry? Well, I have that feeling right now. Why? Because Arthur, being a heartless bastard, put on a video from the Holocaust. This part of history always made me sad and emotional.

Watching the pictures of thin people and the monotonous voice carry out some very. . . Emotional stories, I cover my mouth. Feli, who is beside me, glances at me worriedly. "Mr. Kirkland, I need to be excused!" I raise my hand, blinking my eyes. "Go ahead, but no trouble, ok?" He smiles softly. I quickly get up and walk out.

Crying in front of my class isn't one of things I would like to do. Being a flustered in front of people is bad enough, but crying? No, thank you. As I walk to the water fountain, Gilbert comes stumbling out of his classroom. "See you later, asshole." He mouths, just before he trips over me. I grab him as he starts to curse some very colorful words.

"Fu- Anna?" He blinks as I wipe my probably red eyes. "Yo, what's up?" I ask, casually. His usual ignorance in his eyes disappear and concern fills them. "Anna, why were you crying, did someone hurt you? I will kick there ass-" I put up my hands and smile.

"No no no no. I'm fine, just an emotional butterfly." I explain. "Arthur is showing a very sad film and I didn't feel like crying in front of my class." His eyes close and he opens them. They're normal again. "Why are you out here, Gil?" I ask.

He grins, "I got kicked out of class." I smile cheekily. "Something to proud of?" He laughs, "Hell yeah! I got the hot girl to look at me." I roll my eyes. "Yippee." My voice is laced with sarcasm, "Let me guess, black hair always curly, amber eyes that glow like a flame, and sunkissed skin."

"Uh yeah, her name is-"

"Mary-Sue Simms." I say her name in disgust, "I wouldn't go after her-but why am I even trying, once she got you, she got you-but she's a rude, snotty bitch, bullies people like me." A door opens from behind us. "Anna, time to come back to class." Arthur says. I wave to him. I turn to Gilbert.

"Just. . .be careful of her, k? I'll see you around, bye."

~*~

By the time break came, I was already ready to sleep and die. "Go on without me, I'm just dead weight." I tell my friends. "She is dead weight, lets go." Makayla -also the ass- says, walking ahead of us. I send her a glare. "Why don't you come here and I'll shove dead weight up your-"

"Anna?" A accent asks from behind me. I stiffen and turn, "H-Hey Jeremy, I didn't see you there." I smile nervously. He grins, showing off his white teeth. Gilbert, who is behind me, comes to my side. "Who're you?" He asks, raising an eyebrow. "Uh, Jeremy, who are you?" The air feels really awkward.

"Gilbert, Anna's boyfriend."

I cough loudly. "Boy who is a friend." I explain, sending a pointed look to Gil. He shrugs. "I figured, I don't think you would go for anyone like him." Jeremy voice is laced with annoyance. The albino's lips curl up in a cocky smile. "To bad Anna's out of your league, then maybe you could be someone like me."

They hold glares and Makayla eyes widen. "Oh my Lord, they're fighting over her." She whispers. "Hey," I say, annoyance fills my voice, "I'll friend zone you both if you don't shut up." O know that sounds cocky, thinking they both like me, but they're talking about dating me.

"Can we go eat then?" Gilbert grabs my arm and pulls me off. "Hey, I'll see you in Spanish." Jeremy smiles as Gil pulls me. "I thought you wanted Mary-Sue." I say flatly. "I do, but I don't like him and you're my midget." He states. "I'm not that short," My eyebrows furrow, "And I don't think I'm your's."

"I want you, so you're mine."

"You're weird."

"No I'm not, you nerd."

"Bastard."

"Property."

"I hate you."

"It's because I'm hot, isn't it?"

"I'll kill you, I know where you sleep."

"You just want an excuse to come into my room at night time, don't you? Don't worry, love, I won't bite. . much."

My face flushes. "Y-you sick bastard!" He smirks and bends down to my height. "Come on, Anna, I know you think about it." I put my hand on his forehead and push away. "Never will I." Despite my words, I have thought about.

Not doing...uh..."it", but you know, kissing him and junk. "You find me attractive."

"And you find me cute, why are you making a big deal of it." He opens the door to the library and I walk in. "Simple," He sits on a chair, "I, the awesome one, don't like Jeremy, the unawesome one, so therefore you, the almost awesome one, is my property."

I stare at him blankly, taking a seat. "In other words, you're jealous." His face changes from his cocky to embarrassed. "Me? Jealous? Don't be stupid." I roll my eyes, taking out my new reading book. "Yeah, whatever you say Gil."

"I'm going to hurt you." I open my book. "Yes, master, you're going to hurt me." I say flatly. "You-I'm-" The bell rings, and some students came in. Alfred comes in and sits down. "Hell, this place is hell."

"Tell me about it, Al." I flip the page and look up at him. "And people wonder why I'm the way I am."

"I just thought you were a bitter little woman." I laugh sarcastically, hitting his muscular bicep. "Wanna go, Al? I'll knock you into next Tuesday!" Emil, who just showed up, raises an eyebrow. "Why next Tuesday?" He asks.

Miles, a funny boy in my class, yells, "Yeah! Why not Thursday, or-or Wednesday? Are you rejecting days of the week now, Parker?" He raises on eyebrow and his eyes get wide. "How dare you!?" I start to giggle. "Sorry, Miles, I'll say Thursday next time."

"It's to freaking late." He straightens his posture, "I'm going to so right over there," He points to a table, "And glare at my book, good day."

"Miles-"

"I said good day, Parker." He struts away and I began to laugh, a lot. So much, I start to snort. "Is she on crack?" Miles asks. "No, but she's fucking weirdo."

"Language!" Matt yells softly. Gilbert, who completely ignores Matt, stares at Miles. "I like you, dude, what's your name?" Oh, my Gods, a bromance! Miles and Gilbert. . ? Milbert? Giles? Who the freak knows?

"Anna," Alfred sends me a look, "You're making that 'I'm gonna pretend I'm not thinking something stupid' face on again." I glare, my lips twitch upward for a snarl. "Yeah? Well, your face." He smiles, ruffling hair. "Cute, real cute." I mumble something about shoving cute up his ass as I glare at him.

Anger issues don't began to describe my problems.

~*~

"Mr. Beilschmidt, I have an urge to throw a rock at your head." I tell him as come in from my laps. Ludwig rolls his eyes. "Do it and four more laps."

"But that's two more than last time!" I cry as I slump against Alfred. "Anna." Ludwig raises an eyebrow. "Ok, class! Sit on the bleachers." He orders. I thought about standing next to him to annoy him, but then I remember that he can-and will- make me loose weight.

"This unit we are going to play soccer," He says, checking his clipboard, "I'm going to split you into two teams- the blue team and the white team. I'm going to choose team captains." His pen moves over the paper. "Blue team's captain is Gilbert," At my side, he grins, "And white's captain is," He smirks at me and I feel a shiver goes down my spine, "Anna."

"OH HELL NO!" I yell, "Alfred volunteers for tribute!" I force Al to raise his hand, "Come on, I'm a girl! It's unfair!"

"For Gilbert." Layla coughs. "Shut up, Layla." Gilbert snaps. "Make me." Ignoring there little spat, I glare at Ludwig. "Pick teams."

OH COME ON!

~*~

"I hate everything." I whine to Makayla as we go into the lunch line. "Life freaking sucks." She laughs. Laughs. "You're just having a bad Friday, Anna." I grab a coke and a yogurt and pay. "No I'm not, I'm just-"

"An angry little woman?" I swirl around and slap Gilbert in the face, hard. "Die you bloody albino!" He puts his hand where his cheek was and stares at me. "YOU'RE NOT EVEN BRITISH!" He yells. "I'm sorry, I'm an angry little woman." I mock him.

Makayla suddenly claps. "That's it! You're becoming a woman." She smirks at my and Gilbert's blank faces. "Wha-?" I try to say as Gilbert says, "You don't mean-"

Makayla, who is smiling smugly, says, "Every girl gets it, nothing to be embarrassed about, Anna." I flush, looking at Gilbert. He looks at me, blinking. "Makayla, I'm not going to be the only one bleeding if you don't shut the hell up." I say as I clench my jaw. "I like to see you- OW!" I stomp to the table.

She comes after me. "Do you want your spork back?" She holds out my spork with a blank face. "Ew, no, it touched your face." I crinkle my nose and smile thinly. "Imma gonna call you a bitch...bitch." I stick my tongue out at her. Not because I'm childish-which is true-it's because I can't of anything to call her.

"How are you two best friends, I honestly don't get it." Miles, who was passing by, asks. I smirk, "Simple really, we bicker like siblings," Makayla sits next to me and continues, "Laugh like best friends," And I finish, "And love each other like an owner and a dog, me being the owner, of course."

Makayla slaps me. "Sounds so normal." Miles says whilst an eye roll.

~*~

"Anna, hey, chica." Someone shakes me, trying to get me to wake up. "Get the fuck away from me or I will rip your throat out and shove it up your freaking ass." I mutter angrily. Turns out Makayla was right about my, uh, thing. Cramps are exploding inside of me and I just want to cry.

The hand flinches back slightly. "Hey, everyone left, schools over." Toni's voice is soft and shaky. I guess I scared him. I peer out of my arms, "Did I miss the bus?" He nods with a slight smile. "Aw man..." I let my forehead drop onto the desk. "I'm going to drive you home." He says.

"I've been meaning to ask, but where did you guys get cars from?" I ask, grabbing my bag and slowly walking behind him. He smiles innocently, "That's no importance to you, chica." I frown. He takes very little steps, I don't know if I should be happy that he's being a gentleman or shout out at him for being one.

I open the car door and fall onto the seat. He closes the door for me and walks to the other side. "So, how was your day?" He asks cheerfully. I send him a blank stare, "I'm Gilbert's property and he said I'm not allowed to talk to boys because I'm his."

"Did he really say that?"

"No, but that's what I heard." I stare out the window, "He's a jackass."

"But he doesn't mean to be," Toni says, staring at the road, "That's just how he expresses himself."

"I've watched the anime." I turn my blank stare to the Spanish teacher, "He's an ass in the anime too, I actually feel sorry for Elizabeta." Toni laughs, like I said the most hilarious thing. "Aw, the only reason he-or any of us, tease you or act like a jackass is to get a rise out of you, Anna."

"Makayla thinks that's a way to show when you have a crush on someone."

"I think that's bullshit." He looks at me out of the corner of his eyes. "You tease us right back, do you have a crush on us."

"I use to, but not any more."

"Cold." I smile cheekily, "Thanks Toni, you made me feel a little better."

"What are best friends for?"

I smile genuinely, "Being there, I guess. So promise me, you'll never leave me. . . But please do get your own apartments." He laughs, "Hilarious."

The house comes into view and I grab my bag. "Urk, I'm gonna get so much shit from Makayla." I mutter myself. Toni shakes his head. "She won't, she was talking about how you were suffering in class. She said she was gonna go easy on you."

"By 'easy on you' she mean 'lol, not'." I turn to look Antonio in the eye. "You're difficult."

"Yet you're my best friend. . .in training, I don't think you deserve the full label of 'best friend'." I say as an after thought. "Cold, what happened to the cute girl a moment ago?" He asks, getting out of the car. "I threw her under your car." I follow him to the front door.

"Rude."







A/N: I'm scared of my closet. And I'm really sleepy, but you know what? I like reading things. It's fun to me.

By the way, Happy New Year! What's your New Years resolution? Mines to be more outspoken and less of a pushover! Exciting, right?

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