Hetalia One-Shots

England X Reader part 1

I like dem school AUs cx
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You look around your favorite class room, science{if you don't like science just.. Yeah... Sorry..}. You grab your note book and you start to doodle around your notebooks, not realizing that your friend, Arthur, was staring at you.

The bell rings indicating that 8th hour has started. You look up at your biology teacher, today you had to take a really detailed quiz on plant cells. But before, your class wanted a quick review before, you sigh and put your head on your hand, this would be too easy to do. You practically learned about this in 7th grade throughout the whole year.

The papers were then passed out and you quickly finish the quiz and you hand it in.

"Wow, your done already?"

You nod. She then looks over the quiz in a breeze.

"Like expected, you got an A+."

You smile and head back to your seat.

Getting As in science isn't a real surprise anymore. You smile to your self as you start to re-read {favorite book}. It was a good and suspenseful book, despite how many times you've read it.

When you start getting to the climax of the story you hear a 'psst!'

You look behind you and see an annoying {bitch name} tap you on your shoulder. You roll your eyes in thinking that {b/n} wants awnser from the quiz or something. You turn back to reading your book.

"{y/n}! Arthur has a crush on you~!" Whispers {b/n}.

A light pink then dusts your cheeks. You've known the Brit ever since 5th grade, he's homeschooled, but I guess from times in band up until now, you've both stayed in touch.

"How do you know?" You whisper back.

{b/n} grabs a pice of paper that has fallen out of Arthur's notebook, she then hands the piece of crimped paper to you.

You look over it seeing that there was a letter starting with 'Dear {y/n}' and it going on about how Arthur has ever liked you ever since fifth grade. You then shoot a look over at Arthur who was reading a book, but he realized that you were looking at him and he looked up.

You see a light tint of red cover his cheeks. You look back down at the note thinking, 'yeah.. There's other {y/n}s in this school.. It's probably someone else'. You were planning on not dating anyone this year, last year was a compleat mess and you just hated it.

You continue to read {f/b} until the bell rang.

"Alright class! That's it for today! Tomorrow is when we start the finals! Be prepared!"

You grab your things and you quickly head out of class. You slide the paper inside your pocket. Then you leave the room, trying to ignore Arthur. Your good friend, Alfred, walked up beside you. Conveniently he's was Arthur's step-brother. Alfred looks at you with question, noticing how your not bubbly like you usually are after science.

"What's up dudedett? You seam spaced out."
"Oh.." You shake your head lightly, "its nothing, just tried." You then smile.
"Alright."

You slide the paper deeper into your pocket.

"You sure?"
"Yep."
Alfred then grins and says; "dudedett, guess what? Arthur might start going to public schools now, for the whole day! Instead of just 7th and 8th hour! Isn't that awesome?!"
"Oh. Really? That's sweet. I.. I have to get to home room now, k? See you later!"

You wave at him then you head to your homeroom. You liked Arthur, he was a good friend to you, but you aren't fully sure of what you think of him, just as a friend? Or more? You didn't have a clue. You block the thoughts and pull out {f/b} and you start to read it, completely ignoring everyone around you.

You feel someone poking your shoulder, pushing you out of your book. You roll your eyes and turn around, standing behind you was... Arthur.

You slowly smile as you realize that he was in your homeroom.. For some reason.

"Oh.. Hi, Arthur!" You grin.
"Hello.. Um.. So has Alfred told you about how Im going to be going to school all day now?" He asks.
"Yup! Al got me all caught up."

Arthur smiles and sits on an empty chair beside you.

"Have you got your schedule yet?" You ask, placing down your book.
"Yeah, 7th and 8th hour are the same though. 1st hour is Art.. 2ond is Math.. 3rd is history. 4th is German.. 5th is English.. And 6th is Photography."

Your eyes widen a bit at how his schedule is a lot like yours {oh how funny!}.

"Wow, I guess we're gonna have a lot of classes together, huh? Other than math, German, and photography and Choirs{7th hour} our schedules are the same!"
"Weird.." Arthur comments.
"So are you gonna start coming to school tomorrow or..?"
"Yeah. I start coming to school on Wensday so yeah! Tommrow!" He grins.

A loud bell then indicates that school was now over. You smile and say good bye to the bushy - eyebrowed Brit, you then grab your things and you head to your locker. You grab your {f/c} backpack, and you throw on your coat then you head out into the cold winter air. You slide on icy patches on the sidewalk, almost slipping, until you got caught by someone who had short gold, wavy hair.

"Oh my! Are you okay?" Says the boy with a deep French accent.

You immediately recognize the voice that belonged to Francis- one of the three boys who belong in the bad touch trio, they always cause mischief and Francis is always the one to get in-school suspension. You quickly stand up dusting imaginary dust off your clothing.

"No- I'm fine. Thanks." You say.

He raises an eyebrow at you. "You sure? What is a jolie fille {pretty girl} doing walking home alone?"
"Um- my mom had work so um, I had to walk home. It's alright though."
"Would it be okay if I walk home with you then?"
"Uh- sure?"

He then grins. You smile a little back at him, then you both start to walk towards the upcoming street. You both start to talk about your personal lives. Francis talks about how Antonio and Gilbert got Fs on their math quiz, also how long They all have been friends, to your surprise you didn't know they have been friends since they were 5!

You also open up to the French man, telling him about your annoying step-brothers and your step dad and how he smokes to much, also how your dad is really awesome compared to your mom. You honestly didn't know why you opened up to Francis, you just did and it felt natural to talk to him.

Soon, you reach your home.

"Well, this is where I stop! Bye Francis!" You wave, about to walk into your home.
"Hey! {y/n} do you wanna hang out this weekend?" He calls.
"Um, sure.."

He then runs up to you and hands a note with numbers written on it.
"I'll text you then! à plus tard!{see you later!}." Francis says, walking away.

You walk into your home, smiling at yourself at how you just saw a different side of one of the most rambunctious people in school.

{the next day because I'm so lazy eh}

You wake up hearing the pounding of someone knocking on the door, it was a Wensday so school started at 9:20. You groan as you look at the clock, it was 6:45 Too early!! You grimly get out of your bed, bringing your {f/c} fuzzy blanket with you. You slowly walk down the wood stairs, feeling colder as you get closer to the front door.

When you get to the door you slowly open it and out side was Arthur.

"Good mornin' {y/n}!" Smiles Arthur
"what ya doing here? It's almost 7, in the morning."
"Well.. Im sorry.. Would it be okay if I hang out till school starts?"
"School starts in three hours, dude sorry but I'm tired. Maybe tommrow?"
"*sigh* alright! Anyways it's my fault for not telling you before hand, well see you at school!"

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