Statetalia High (Hetalia AU) Oneshots

State School (1)

'Cast'

Texas - Thomas Ruíz Smith | California - Carson Flores

SC - Scott Cyneburg | NC - Nancy Cyneburg 

MS - Micheal Johnson | AL - Aaron Martin 

Florida - Matiás Hernández Carriedo | GO - Georgette Adams

Alaska - Artyom Bragansky | Hawaii - Akamu Aloha 

Japan - Kiku Honda | England - Arthur Kirkland

"Welcome to Statetalia High!!"

"Huh!?"

A broad shouldered older state looked towards me. He had on a large tank top with the American flag printed onto it, while also wearing light blue jeans and cowboy boots. Texas defiantly Texas. I know him, don't know how, but I do.

3rd pov

Hawaii clenched a pencil that the kid named Alaska had given to him days prior. The more he stared at the the school, the more intimidating it felt, as this place was quite large. Thoughts raced through his mind as he tried to walk, unfortunately, he was frozen. Texas noticed this and quietly walked over to the small state.

"Hey, you a'ight?", Texas spoke softly as Hawaii turned towards him. "I-i.. I'm just a little scared.. Do you think they'll accept me? Like at all? Im really different from them.." Hawaii mumbled. Texas ruffles Hawaii's hair and smiled brightly.

"Of course, in our family everyone is different, that's what makes em hella unique!"

Hawaii sighs "Alright, I'll.. take your word for it."

S K I P SOME SHIZZZ

Hawaii slowly walked around the school looking for one state in specific. 

'Godamnit Alaska this place is huge..'

"Hawaii-" 

"AHHH!?!" Hawaii swiftly turned around "..sorry Alaska"

Alaska smiled "It's fine I tend to spook peop-"

"YA'LL BETTER HURRY UP, THE BELL'S GONNA RING!!"

Texas sprinted across the hallway and into a classroom as he screamed. Hawaii and Alaska slowly followed after. They entered the room, it was stocked full of states. 

Hawaii pov 

A taller kid, whose name I think was California, was sitting on a desk talking to an out of breath Texas. That's just makes me wonder, how was he late anyways, its not like he bothered to show me around. Alaska was doing that.

I decided to take a look around for myself before three states in the back managed to catch my eye. They looked oddly familiar..That's it! They're the Southern Three! Whatever that means. One of the three had a straw had and white tank top with classical blue jeans rolled up to his knees. For some odd reason he had a fishing line in one of his hands, but from what Alaska told me, that was kinda his thing. One of them had a patterned blue crop top with small shorts and really pretty black hair tied into pigtails.

Third person (this may happen a lot)

"That one is Georgia, but I'm 120% sure that Florida has a crush on her." 

Hawaii looked to where Alaska had pointed and began to study the state called Florida. He had short brown hair in a style similar to Americas. His skin tone was darker than almost every other state in the room, while his eyes were a prominent green. Along with his hair, which was absolutely striking. It was the perfect blend between hazelnut brown and blonde. Hawaii assumed this came from Spain. He'd only ever seen Spain once, yet somehow his image remains imbedded in his mind. Florida kinda looked like the forgotten love child between America and Spain, but better looking than both. Surprisingly enough considering since hurricanes hate his guts.