Full Speed Ahead: A Gakuen Hetalia Love Story Chapter 1

Full Speed Ahead: A Gakuen Hetalia Love Story Chapter 2

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Full Speed Ahead: A Gakuen Hetalia Love Story

Vicilaria made her way to computer technology, often times being bumped by the taller seniors of the school, sighing, and letting it go. Hopefully she could eventually learn how to travel without the worries of being pushed to the ground by the swarms and swarms of larger people. "Excuse me... I'm new." She says the the teacher, who looks up at her.

"Oh, yes... Vicilaria, correct?" Vicilaria nods. "Well, it's very nice to have you in this class! I hear your country is very efficient with computers... I can't wait to see what you can do." He says with a smile, shaking her hand before nodding and pointing to a seat behind a computer. "I would like for you to sit there for now."

She nods, thanking him before sheepishly heading to the seat, setting her bag down and sighing, immediately starting to draw boxes and spin her mouse cursor in circles on the monitor.

Everyone still seems to be settling into class. She thinks to herself, looking around the classroom. It's so interesting to see how diverse everything is... tan, fair, dark skin... pale, too. Blonde, brunnette, red-head... it's all so different! Soon she heard a couple of girls in front of her gossiping.

"Have you heard about that cool party the BTT are throwing over at Francis' house?" She says, giggling like schoolgirl.

"I totally did! I'm going in the cutest thing I have! Maybe then I can get a certain someone's attention~" She says, leaning into her friend as they both giggle as if there were some inside joke going on. 

BTT? Vicilaria pondered what that could have stood for. 'Big... Turkey... Tim?' Okay, she had to be extremely stupid or just not in the mood to think logically to come up with that. Why would someone called Big Turkey Tim even throw a party? If anything he'd throw some sort of... turkey party. Turkey does taste good though. Speaking of Turkey, I wonder where he is... I want to meet him! 

Vicilaria is so caught up in her randomated thoughts that she didn't take notice of the stares she was getting from two girls beside her. The one who is sending her more of a glare is a brunette with flat ironed curly hair, that has been re-curled by a curling iron. The other is a blonde, sending her a confused look, with straight hair and lots of mascara.

She blushes, catching their gazes, paying more attention to the scowling brunette. "U-uhm, hi.." She says, looking between both of them now, smiling nervously.

"What are you, goth or something?" The brunette asks, looking her over like it's her job to examine and judge Vicilaria. This set off some sort of... non-shyness spark and Vicilaria and made her go on the defensive. 

"Um, no, I am not. But I really don't see how it's your business anyway." She says, looking at her, laughing pointedly and sarcastically. It's her first day and she's already getting an enemy? Fun! She thinks to herself again, her inner-tone sarcastic. 

"Well if I'm going to be sitting next to 'Shiva the Queen of Emos' then it is my business." She says, giving her a confident and conniving smirk back.

As much as Vicilaria hoped she seemed tough, she couldn't help but worry this girl can see her shaking. Conflict and confrontation... two 'Cs' that Vicilaria thoroughly and utterly hated. Everytime someone were to fight her or even just argue, her body began to shake... but she only notices usually until after the arguement. "Well, just so you know, emo and goth aren't totally the same thing... and you have some nerve being mean to a new student. I'm not saying I'm a total useless victim, but at least have manners and pick on me on my second day." She says, turning her head to the computer, her eyebrows scruntched together angrily, hoping that the girl would stop talking to her.