Chapter 1

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         In this au the highschool aspect is different. Enjoy!

-Marzia

         Standing at the gates of an incredibly intimidating and prestigious school was no less terrifying for you, a 120 year old country, than any normal human. Especially since its the same place you've been dreading and avoiding for many years.

         Each year World Academy sends invitations to every country of the world, some decide to go, and some don't. World Academy is not like normal schools (its for countries, it wouldn't be in the first place), students won't just go for just four years straight. They can go one year, and not the next, and then go again, and this is how it is for as long as they hold their country status. They're always invited to join and learn about being a country, running a country, politics, and handling the stress you will have as a country. Even dissolved countries will get a chance to go, they won't be able to attend classes, but they may live on campus and join clubs.

         World Academy is persistent with getting countries to attend, and some do, but most will not, they have better things to do. You, the country of Belvisida, are one of the personifications who do not wish to attend, though that did not stop World Academy from sending many letters, you have a lot of acceptance letters. All have been opened and read, some many times, but you have never gone to the Academy.

         Now, here you are, in XXXX--the year that the most countries have decided to go to the Academy--standing at the gates of hell- school. Your boss was the one to push you along, she is a gentle soul but her wrath could scar the devil himself, so you decided to listen to her. She is by far one of your favorite bosses, though she will pass. They always do.

         If you tried to run now, there would be four guards three times the size of you running after you. It was not a choice to attend any more. Inhaling you walked though the gates towards the front door. A few countries were scattered around campus. There was a lot of lawn area, a few trees, an open air cafe at the far corner. Some of the rooms on ground floor has windows you could see into. There were three boys--or two boys and a girl-- running around in an art classroom. A few windows down there were two small children playing in a kitchen area un supervised. Farther down there were a few seemingly blonde people sitting around in a normal enough looking classroom. You once again looked ahead, it would be a shame to run into someone.

         Entering the building you walked to the front desk. Tending the desk there was a normal enough woman typing on a keyboard. You were sure she wasn't a country or dissolved country. Possibly one of the country's boss.

   "Pardon, I'd like a schedule for a (Y/n) Levitra," Quick and straight to the point, you didn't want to waste time talking to her, you wanted to get to your dorm and relax before classes start tommorow. "And a dorm key, please."

   "Hello there! Let me see.." she typed something into the computer. "Ah! Miss Levitra, the country of Belvisida! Welcome, I'm the vice principal. Im America's boss!" She cheerily went on as you tried not to cringe at the mention of America.

   "Nice to meet you.." You trailed off, you were never good at small talk, or talk in general.

   "Here you are, dorm 207. Careful, that room hasn't been used in 120 years," she let out an airy laugh. You heard her mutter about 'need to get that....back'.

         120 years? Ah, yes. Every time a new country is formed, there is a new form assigned to them only, those who don't usually go to the academy--such as you-- have dorms, but they are relatively unkept if left alone for a while.

         Taking the thin manila folder and the key card from the woman you continued towards the elevator. Pressing the 2 you waited for the elevator to close.

   "Hold the elevator dudette!"

         That voice, it was all too familiar. You started to spam the "Close elevator" button, but it was too late. He put his arm in the way of the doors and stepped in next to you.

   "Long time no see!"

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