Mystery School [Hetalia x Reader]

- chapter one -

The W Academy.

It's a rich, prestigious high school found only in the city of Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. You were excited yet anxious for the aeroplane to land, and then the cab to drive you to the front entrance of the school.

Staring out the plane window, you dreamt of what it would be like. Was it huge? Was it modern, or ancient? All you knew was the location and the name of the school. You also knew how expensive it was to enrol, and only very selected few could enter.

The aeroplane landed finally, and you and a few others disembarked. After gathering your luggage, you walked towards the front entrance of the airport, awaiting for your buggy to pick you up.

Finally, a green, white, and red Lamborghini pulled up in front of you. The window rolled down, revealing a pretty young Italian man with a strange curl on the side of his head. "Ciao! Are you attending the W Academy too, bella?"

You nodded as you gripped your luggage handle tightly, and adjusted the (colour) strap of your backpack. "Great!~ Sono Feliciano Vargas!"

"I'm (y/n)..."

"(y/n) (l/n), sì?" Feliciano smiled as he stepped out of the cab, holding a hand out for you to shake. You shook his hand hesitantly, and with his other hand he reached for your luggage bag. "Allow me!" He grabbed your things and popped the trunk open, dumping your things inside. After slamming the trunk shut, he waltzed to the passenger's side of the car, opening it up for you. "Don't worry, bel! I won't hurt you!"

Not saying anything, you get in the passenger's side, taking your backpack off and putting your seatbelt on. Feliciano closed the door for you, before waltzing to the other side of the cab. He started it up, the engine roaring to life. Stepping his foot on the gas petal, he drove faster than a sprinting cheetah. "Um, Mr. Vargas! Could you slow down?!" You yelled, but the Italian couldn't hear since the music was blasting loudly. You sighed, already regretting this idea.

Why couldn't you have requested a different cab, or you could've also simply asked to even walk to the damn place?!

Finally, the cab came to a complete stop. Feliciano stepped out of his side of the cab, before opening your door and helping you out with your luggage. Already feeling a migraine coming in, you quickly thank him, gather your luggage and backpack before searching for the main building.

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After registering and getting all settled in, you finally found your dorm room and unlocked the door. Once you unpacked, you flopped down on the bed closest to the window, stretching out. "Finally..." you mumbled to yourself. What made you feel even more better was you didn't have to share a dorm with anyone... until the middle of the year.

After a quick nap and shower, you change into your favourite outfit, a (colour) (dress/shirt) and (colour) (pants/leggings), and your typical day shoes. What was cool about this campus was the fact that Oakland, one of the neighbourhoods in Pittsburgh was close by. So you could literally walk from Piada's back to your dorm room, or swing by Dave & Andy's Ice Cream Parlour. You were quite happy your parents let you attend this school. At first, your mum was not too thrilled with the idea of sending her child to a strange, private high school. But your father was all in for it.

Your father wanted you to be a (career), but your mother wanted you to be something else. You managed to get into most of the classes you wanted, although you heard from your old friend, Lexie Gray, that the teachers were extremely strict about rules and discipline. So you reminded yourself to make sure that you weren't a millisecond late to class... or else.

Suddenly, you heard an unexpected knock at the door. Groaning, you get off of your cosy (colour) armchair and make way to the door. As you opened it, there stood a little girl with short, chin-length blonde hair and the most uke-like eyes you've ever seen. She wore the academy's uniform; a white blouse with a cyan tie, a red and black checker skirt, long white stockings with rose designs on them, and a cute violet ribbon on the side of her head, and her shoes were black Mary-Jane's.

"Hello! Are you (y/n) (l/n)?" the girl asked, as she held up a box of Dunkin' Doughnuts. You nodded, wondering if the doughnuts were for you, "Yes I am. I just moved into the dorm today!" The girl smiled even more, handing you the box. "Welcome to the W Academy! My name is Elsie Vogel!"

"It's nice to meet you," you reply as you happily take the box. "Come in!"

The German girl slipped her shoes off, placing them neatly in a corner of the room. She closed the door and turned just as you set the box down on the kitchenette counter. Taking a (flavour) pastry out of the box, you happily ate it up in almost one setting. "So..." Elsie brushed her bangs out of her eyes, looking around the dorm room. "Do you share with anyone?"

"I'm gonna have to in the middle of the year," you muffled, your voice inaudible. You finally swallowed, "Unless they change it."

Elsie nodded, "I see. They always change things around here."

After chatting for a while, you waved goodbye to your new friend and closed the door as she left. You changed out of your outfit and put on a pair of (colour) pyjamas. Closing your eyes, you felt sleep overtaking your body...

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