(A/N : I will be using Google Translate for all the languages that aren't English. Except if its English from the UK. Then I need to put in all my knowledge in Britain English ^^ Unless you guys can help me with that one)

When the class finally ended, Angel stretched and stood up to head to her next class.

"Lovi, wake up!" Antonio said while he poked Lovino's head. Apparently, he fell asleep during the class.

"Oh boy. Looks like someone REALLY hates school." Angel said with a giggle.

"Ugh. Alright. Grab his arms." Ludwig ordered Antonio as he grabbed Lovi's legs.

Lovi legs ....... Ha :D

Antonio got ahold of both Lovino's arms and dragged him out of the seat with Ludwig's help.

Once the two guys got the sleeping Italian above the floor, Ludwig signaled Antonio to drop him.

Poor Feliciano was worried and shivering. So Angel patted his back in sympathy.

Then as though if he was luggage, they both let go of the Italian and he fell hard on his back.

As Lovino sat up, he started to curse in Italian. So Angel quickly covered Feli's ears while Feliciano covered Angel's ears.

"You do know that I don't understand Italian, right?" Angel questioned Feliciano's logic.

(A/N : HOW DARE YOU QUESTION PEOPLE'S LOGIC! XD)

"How do you know it was Italian?" Feliciano asked.

"He's part Italian, isn't he? I mean, he is your brother."

"Yeah, but he grew up with Spain."

"Wait what?"

"Uh ..... PASTAAAAA ~ !"

Angel was confused. Did she hear him right? Spain? But isn't that a country?

"You mean he grew up IN Spain. Not WITH."

"Y-Yeah! That's what I meant! English is a hard language for me."

"That's okay. So wait ... I thought you said he was from South Italy."

"He is."

"Then why did you say he grew up in Spain?"

"Uh ...... OH BIG BROTHER IS AWAKE!" Feliciano quickly stood up and ran to Lovino.

Angel was more confused, but she didn't want to let it bother her for long. As always.

"You okay Lovi?" Antonio asked.

"NATURALMENTE NON STO BENE!!! MI STAVA PRENO ENDO UNA MALEDIZIONE SIESTA ETU MI FREAKING CADDE A TERRA COME UNO STRACCIO BAMBOLA!!" Lovino yelled out at Antonio.

(Translation : OF COURSE I'M NOT OKAY!!! I WAS TAKING A GOD DAMN SIESTA AND YOU FREAKING DROPPED ME LIKE A RAG DOLL!!!)

"A simple 'no' could have been good .3." Antonio replied.

-A- "Bastardo." Lovino said with displeasure in his face.

(Translation : Bastard )

Antonio just smiled at Lovi while the Italian grabbed his items from the desk.

"Let's go fratello." Feliciano said as he patted Lovino's head.

"Don't touch me while I'm in a bad mood." He replied as he walked off.

"Sorry fratello." Feli said as he followed his big brother.

Fratello Feli followed ..... Ha :D

"That brotherly love those two have." Angel smiled a bit.

"You should see how Gilbert and I are." Ludwig chuckled.

Antonio did as well and grabbed his things. "We'll see you later, Angel!"

Angel smiled and nodded at Antonio as he and Ludwig left the class.

Angel grabbed her things, but then a hand stopped her from grabbing the rest of her possessions.

"Hey there, Angel was it? Mind if we talk?" A female voice can was heard.

Angel looked up at who was calling, and found two girls.

"Hello there ... 'Angel'." One of the girls said. She had fair skin and had silky black hair that reached to her shoulders. She also wore red sunglasses that practically covered her eyes. The clothes she wore were a bit "evil". They were all red and black. The designs where like gothic, but they were different from those kind.

"Um .... may I help you?" Angel questioned.

"My name is Devi." She said. "And that's Angeline." She pointed to the other girl.

She was pale and her eyes where red. Almost like Gilbert's. Her hair was also like Gilbert's. White. Her hair was straight, like Devi's, but it reached to her knees. Kind of like Angel. Her dress was, indeed, gothic. It was actually a black and hot pink Lolita dress.

"Hi there, sweetie." Angeline said, showing her sharp teeth.

"H-Hello." Angel replied.

"Now, where was I? Oh yeah!" Devi then threw Angel's belongings across the room while Angeline pushed Angel.

"Hey! What's wrong with you two?!" The poor blonde American said.

"Oh, now you act all mean." Devi smirked. "Listen here, Goldie Locks! I suggest you get out of this school before you end up in a garbage can!"

"Well excuse me, but it's the first day of school. I can't simply leave right away."

"Then we'll make you!" Angeline jumped on the table and tackled Angel down.

"What are you doing?!" Angel was panicking now. She didn't know what to do. She was almost at the verge of tears.

Devi walked up to Angeline and Angel with a pocket knife hidden in her left boot.

Angel now started to cry, but her tears just rolled down her cheeks.

"Aw, what's the matter? Afraid?!" Angeline taunted.

Devi grabbed the pocket knife and kneeled down to Angel as she places the sharp blade to her neck.

"Listen here and listen good, Angel. We don't want you here. This is OUR school. We don't want to see your ugly face here tomorrow." With that, Angeline got up and Devi hid the knife back into her boot.

Angel stood up as well and wiped her eyes with the sleeve of her sweater.

"Don't worry, Goldie Locks. We won't hurt you." Devi playfully punched Angel's shoulder. "Yet." She walked away with Angeline, in which they were both laughing.

Angel continued to wipe her eyes, when all of the sudden, she heard another female voice.

"I'm sorry about that. They can be very cruel."

Angel looked up and found another girl.

She had fair skin, almost pale. Her hair was a mixture of white and yellow. The style was like ... she had her hair up to the bottom of her shoulders, also had long pigtails, and a ponytail. Weird, she must have a lot of hair. Her eyes where practically white, but mainly blue. The dress she wore was also a Lolita dress, but it was pure white.

"It's okay ..." Angel coughed.

"It's not okay. I'm just .... so sorry." The girl replied.

Angel smiled a bit. "It's okay. It's not your fault, so you don't need to apologize."

"True .... my name is Angelica, by the way." She smiled, showing her dimples.

"Nice to meet you. I'm -"

"Angel. I know." Angelica cut her off.

"Oh. How did -"

"I heard."

"Oh."

"Yeah. Well, I better head off. I hope we meet again!" Angelica quickly ran out of the class.

Angel smiled and let out a small yawn. "Curse you school. Who the hell invented school?"

Believe me Angel, everyone wants to know that and ask Silver the Hedgehog from the Sonic franchise to take them back in time to where school was invented and smack the inventor across his/her face and say "You really want to kill innocent people?!"

What? Too much? .3.

"Here you go." A male voices said as he handed Angel all her books.

Angel grabbed them and blushed. "Thank you yet again, Kiku."

Kiku chuckled and smiled. "I'm always glad to help, but try not to drop your things all the time." He joked.

Angel and Kiku both laughed at the same time. It was nice to have Kiku around. He was so respectful and nice.

"So, this is your next class?"

Kiku nodded as he placed his things on a desk. "My first class was a bit uneasy, but this one shouldn't be too hard."

"Right."

"Shouldn't you be heading off to your next class?" Kiku asked.

"Oh! I almost forgot! Thanks Kiku!" Angel ran out of the class and to her locker, where she grabbed her things for the next class.

[ later ]

Angel sat down at a random desk and sighed with relief. "Thank goodness I wasn't late." She said.

"Ohohoho ~ bonjour!"

"Oh great." Angel was displeased. She knew that accent. It was Francis.

"I see we have the same class together!" Francis smiled. "I must be lucky."

"Don't get your hopes up." Angel replied. "I don't want to get in trouble because of you."

"Not to worry." He said as he say next to Angel. "I will simply gaze into your .... what color are your eyes?"

Angel gave herself a face palm and sighed. "Icy blue." She responded. "My eyes are icy blue, even though no one in my family has the same color as me."

Francis gave a little gasp. "Icy blue ...."

Just then, someone literally ran up to the French flirt and nearly tackled him to the ground.

"MON DIEU!!! ARRETEZ D'ÉTRE UN TEL JOCK SPORTS!!!" Francis yelled out.

(Translation : MY GOODNESS!!! STOP BEING SUCH A SPORTS JOCK!!!)

The male simply laughed. Angel guessed Francis made a joke, but didn't quiet understand. He did speak French, after all.

"Please excuse me, Angel. He can be a pain in the butt most of the time." Francis muttered.

"HAHAHAHAHA!!" XD the student stood up and helped Francis up. "Sorry about that dude, I had to catch up on you!"

"Perfect excuse to tackle someone to the ground." Francis dusted himself.

"Heh. So anyways, who's the chick?"

"I have a name you know. -A- My name is Angel."

"Nice to meet you, Angel! The name'd Alfred! Alfred Jones." He smiled.

Just then, someone slowly walked into the class.

"Oh! Hey Matthew! What took you so long?!?" Alfred yelled out.

"O-Oh. I'm sorry, Alfred." He replied.

"Yo dude! Meet Angel!" Alfred said as he pointed to the blonde.

"Hello." Angel greeted.

"H-Hello." He responded in a shy tone. "My name is M-Matthew."

Angel smiled at him. He was really sweet but he was really shy.

"This guy here is my brother." Alfred ruffled Matthew's hair.

"I can see the resemblance." Angel smiled.

"Hold on a minute." Alfred stopped

"What is it, Alfred?" Francis questioned.

"We're missing a friend." Alfred said as he looked around the class.

Just then, a random male student popped out of no where! Scaring Angel.

"OH MA PASTA!!" Angel jumped once she saw the student.

"Pasta is not a very good dish, would you like some Chinese treats instead?" He said with a smile.

Chinese treats?! Now that line was very familiar.

"Um ... no. I'm good." Angel responded.

"Dude! You're here!" Alfred walked up to Angel and the mystery student. "Angel, dude, this is Wang!"

"Ni hao!" Wang greeted.

"Oh, you're Chinese."

"Of course!" Wang smiled. He seemed really happy today. Why would be be happy in the first day of school? Oh right. Asians (/ •3•)/ And if you're going all banana shit about how racist that was, remember that this is a Hetalia fanfic -3- But if you're laughing at the joke, I respect your humor :3

Angel smiled and sat down at her seat. Then all the boys she knew say around her. And by the boys she met, I mean the French flirt, shy boy, sports jock, and Chinese food vendor.

As class started, Angel noticed that Wang and Francis were talking to each other. IN CHINESE AND FRENCH.

Angel thought in her head "I guess they don't want anyone knowing what they're talking about."

But Angel's eyes suddenly shot open when she heard two certain words.

"Icy blue."

While Francis was talking to Wang in French, he mentioned the color "ice blue". Once Wang heard, his eyes were wide open as well.

Angel took a small glance at Wang and Francis. She noticed that Wang was whispering something to Matthew and Alfred's ears. Once done, both their eyes were wide open.

So pretty much, everyone's eyes were open except for Francis.

Angel couldn't take the feeling off that they were talking about her. She had to ask, so she did.

"Hey guys! Whatcha talking about?" Angel pulled off a fake smile.

The 4 boys looked at each other and then back at Angel. They spoke at the same time, but they each said something different.

Alfred said "McDonalds"

Wang said "food"

Matthew said "maple syrup"

And Francis said "your body"

Angel gave a displeased face to Francis. "My what, Francis?"

"Your body ~ in Art, do you mind if I draw you like one of my French girls ~ ?" Francis said all suave.

"Do you mind if I punch you all the way back to the Titanic so you can take that reference back?" Angel held a fist up to his face.

"Note taken." Francis said worryingly.

Angel took a sigh and looked at them. "Look, I just felt a bit unsure."

"What do you mean?" Matthew asked.

"Well Wang and Francis were speaking Chinese and French and so when Francis said 'icy blue' -"

"You thought I was talking about you!" Francis was a bit shocked. "No no no! I was talking about ........"

"Ice caps!" Matthew let out a small yell.

"Ice caps?" Angel questioned.

"Yeah! From Tim Hortons. I can't help it, I'm Canadian, eh."

"But I thought you were from America like Alfred."

Everyone seemed quiet. Well at least for the 4 boys.

"Have you met Feliciano and Lovino?" Alfred questioned.

"Yeah, the Italian brothers." Angel replied.

"It's kinda like that."

"Oh. I see."

The teacher finally realized they weren't paying attention. So Angel, Wang, Francis, Alfred, and Matthew had to stand in front of the class and read.

Typical teacher .3.

( Yeah. Typical -3- anyways, I hope I didn't make any mistakes with the other languages. )