Third person POV:

Once the end of the school day bell rang, the countries all met up outside of the school, talking about what they did for the last half of the day. Most of them were talking normally, but a couple were complaining. (Alfred, Feliancio, Lovino and Mathias)

"Ve should check out the teams and clubs. I heard this school has a soccer team." Ludwig said.

"Avesome!!! The avesome me vill obviously get onto that team!" Gilbert cheered. Antonio fully agreed.

"I heard of a cooking club! I'm so excited!" Oliver cheered.

"Baseball!" Alfred and Allen yelled, glaring at Mathew and Matt.

"Hockey!"

"Baseball!"

"Hockey!"

"Baseball!" Mathew walked forward and shoved Alfred, making fall to the ground.

"F**king hockey!" Mathew yelled. Alfred paled.

"Alright, alright. I give." Alfred said, putting his hands up in surrender. Mathew smiled.

"I knew you'd see it my way." He said, causing Matt to snicker.

"F**king wimp." Allen grumbled, crossing his arms.

"We should get going to check out the clubs then, da?" Ivan asked. The rest of the countries nodded before walking into the school.

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"Cooking club, dance team, soccer, baseball, hockey, badminton, Improv team, sewing club, the loser club, band..." Arthur listed, going down the piece of paper hanging in the school.

"The loser club? What kind of name is that?" Egil asked, pointing to the club name. Oliver pushed Arthur out of the way, looking at the print under the club name.

"The Loser club; A club where you do really stupid things like perform in the talent show, sing and dance. There are only seven members and it plans to stay that way." Oliver read.

"Seven members for a singing and dancing club? That does sound stupid." Emil agreed.

"Does it say who the members are?" Matt asked.

"Seven, Yoosung, Jumin Han, Zen, V, Jaehee and (Y/n)." Francois said, leaning over Oliver's shoulder.

"(Y/n) is in the loser club?!" Alfred laughed.

"Oi! Don't laugh at my love!" Egil exclaimed, slapping the back of Alfred's head.

"Ow! That hurt dude!" Egil rolled his eye, crossing his arms.

"Should we go check the club out?" Antonio asked.

"Singing and dancing? No thanks." Thurston grumbled. "I'm going home."

"Woodworking club." Markell stated, walking off. Berwald and Bernard joined him.

"Cooking club~" Oliver cheered. "See you all at home!" Oliver said, skipping off.

"There's a sewing club!" Flávio cheered. "I'll help with the loser club after I get info on the sewing club!" Flávio raised off as well.

"I think I'll go sew as well." Francis said, following behind Flávio.

"Soccer!" Gilbert and Antonio yelled, running off. Feliancio followed close behind, dragging Lovino behind him. Ludwig walked calmly behind the four. Lutz walked after them, dragging Gillian and Andres behind him.

"Baseball season isn't around yet... So I'll go check out the loser club." Alfred said, shrugging.

"Hockey doesn't meet this week." Matt stated. "So we'll come too."

"Cooking club sounds like fun aru." Yao mumbled, walking off. Sao just walked out of the school.

"Fighting club! Let's go Natalia!" Hungary cheered, dragging Belarus off. Soon, all of the countries exept Allen, Alfred, Matt, Mathew and Arthur had gone to learn more about a club or went home.

"What room is the loser club in?" 

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"How was everyone's day today?" A blonde boy with blue eyes asked, clicking away at the computer. 

"Fine. I had to come late to school because my father needed help with the company." A boy with black hair and black eyes said, fixing his tie.

"More new kids wandering around the halls today. Poor kids." A white haired boy said, leaning back in his chair.

"Has everyone practiced for the talent show coming up? You know we'll be the only acts going on." A girl with short brown hair said, holding a clipboard.

"Yes, yes. You worry too much Jaehee. Chill out." (Y/n) said, waving her hand dismissively before going back to hacking into the school system.

"Yo V! Toss me a bag of HBC!" Seven called, putting one hand out, the other typing away on the computer. A boy with light cyan hair wearing sunglasses grabbed a yellow bag from the giant stash and tossed it to the red head. "Thanks!" Seven said, opening the bag with his teeth.

"How was drama Zen? Get a 4+ with your monologue?" Jaehee asked. The white haired boy nodded.

"Yup! Miss Mill loved my over dramatic-ness. Like always." Zen said.

"Nonononononono! Awwww man! I died!" The blonde complained, stretching back in his chair.

"Get off the computer Yousung. It's going to rot your brain." The black haired boy stated. "You won't be able to get a job if you keep it up."

"Your no fun Jumin! It's not like I play games all day!" Yoosung whined. (Y/n) rolled her eyes.

"That's the only thing you do beside homework and singing." She stated. Yoosung pouted before standing up from his chair.

"Ah~ I'm bored. Can we practice or something now?" He asked.

"In a sec. Can you come read this for me?" (Y/n) asked. Yoosung walked over and leaned over the chair, looking at the computer screen. He scanned the screen quickly.

"Uhh.... It's just information on the new kids. Not much there though... Birthdays, ages, country of birth... No reason on why they're here though." Yoosung said, shrugging. "Not very interesting." (Y/n) hummed and closed the tabs, turning the computer off.

"Thanks Yoosung!" 

"Alright everyone. Into formation." Jumin said, clapping his hands. Seven rolled his eyes as he stood up from his computer.

"Alright alright." He mumbled as everyone stood in a line. On the very left was V, then Jumin, then Jaehee, Seven, (Y/n), Zen and Yoosung. Seven standing in the middle. Music began playing and everyone began singing their parts.

About halfway through the song, a loud knock echoed through the door. The music quieted down as Jumin sighed.

"Come on in." He said. The door opened and five people walked in.

"What do you need newbys?" (Y/n) asked, putting her hands on her hips.

"We wanted to see what the losers club was." Arthur said, looking around the room.

"Why would you want to join?" Seven asked, Mimicking (Y/n)'s pose.

"Because............" Alfred began, trailing off. Allen shrugged.

"Why the f*** not? Baseball isn't an option right now and I don't feel like dealing with Oliver all the time." He said, filling in for Alfred.

"Do you even know what we do?" (Y/n) asked.

"Perform in the talent show, sing and dance. Right?" Arthur said.

"We are the ONLY ones who preform in the Talent Show's." (Y/n) said.

"Not that anyone actually comes to see the talent show." Yoosung added.

"Sounds easy enough..." Matt said.

"Can you guys even sing? Or dance?" Seven asked.

"Well... Yeah. Of course." Alfred said.

"Alright then. Prove it."