As I slipped away into the Auditorium I was immediately greeted by America who had saved a seat for me. "Dudette! You came!" He patted the seat a couple times before goofily smiling. Who could say no to that face? Well I guess England can....

I took a seat before watching the Principal and the two Vice Principals Get on stage. Like once again there is just something off about those three...

Like my Principal has an Afro and is shorter than both of them...Don't get me wrong she seems nice and all but um...The VR wearing Macaroon is sorta...Weird.

But to top it all off Muffin? She's floating. I don't even know how, but she had this purple aura around her and she's floating...and she has a knife. Definitely not dangerous at all—Why is she allowed to have a weapon?!

The principal tapped on the mic and smiled at everyone. "Ahem...Hello countries big and small~! I am Principal Cupcake, joined by Vice Principals Muffin And Macaroon here for orientation. First off, classes were suppose to start today but we have decided to push them to tomorrow since we had to have this...I recommend engaging everyone get familiar with the countries you are geographically neighboring...You don't want to be getting attacked from all sides of a war breaks out...."

I gulped while looking around at all of the different countries. Even with some not here it still looked like a whole lot of them here.

"Now each of you were brought here to hone your skills as a country, politically, communication wise, traits general personality, economically, military wise—Everything. Taking classes to benefit your country are key to your success. Clubs are very important as well, as they provide something that your country is known for, making more people interested into going there. They make you stand out from the rest of the world."

Muffin began to float over us all effortlessly, making me a bit uncomfortable as I don't know how she does that...She suddenly stopped and pointed near the back at a person. "You! From you we shall just say our country's name and then questions will be asked."Muffin smirked as I anxiously awaited my turn to ask a question.

Hearing all of the different accents, tones and looking at all the people? I can't remember one of these faces, but I did hear Italy and Romano at some point....oh no it's my turn...

I stood up. "I-um...I'm (c/n)...and I have a question....is it possible for wars to break out on campus?"How could I stutter my own country's name?!? Stupid stupid!

"Yes.It is entirely possible, so please be weary of who you are alliances with. We will not intervene with wars in any way, and nothing is off limits."Macaroon sounded more like a robot than an actual person as she spoke from the stage. Cupcake nodded and added on, "That's correct, you guys have heard of social Darwinism right? The weaker countries will DIE while the stronger ones will thrive~It's Just How life is~"

I plopped back down in my seat and felt my throat go dry. Die...?I could die at This school....and they wouldn't stop it? What sort of policy is that?! "Sup! I'm the United States Of America! And My question is how do you do that cool floaty thingy?"He pointed up at Muffin Who chuckled a little.

"How do I float? Well just how each country as something specifically special about them, my specialty is floating~"Muffin said with a smirk. I wasn't satisfied with her answer but America seemed thrilled as he sat back down. "She's so wicked cool!" He gushed, staring at her the whole time.

As the orientation ended everyone was released and America quickly dashed off to some other place, leaving me all alone. I started walking aimlessly back to my dorm as I got caught up by a fountain.

I had already gotten some ideas for clubs, as I had all of the little rip offs in my bag...Along with Prussia's Number...I decided to put in in my phone since I had the time to do so.

*Prussia's Number Get~!*

I walked by the fountain and listened to the distant sound of countries chatting along with the water trickling. I might spend a lot of time here...I saw some other countries just around, Also enjoying the scenic atmosphere of this place. One that caught my eye was a guy with sliver hair and a puffin sitting in some grass. The only reason he caught my attention was that he seemed to be talking to the puffin.

I took a seat on the edge of the fountain and closed my eyes, taking in the scent of flowers in the distance. Yes...this is the life...

"Enjoying yourself chéri?" My eyes fluttered open as I saw a country walking up to me. He was gorgeous. His blond hair moved gently with his walking and the gentle breeze, eyes blue like sapphires staring right at me. I gulped as he took a seat next to me on the rim of the fountain.

"Yeah I guess so..."I replied, now glancing over at him. He had this goatee and was wearing this light purple button up and some black pants.

"That is Good to hear....I saw you at the opening ceremony...Your beauty seemed to catch my eye~." I felt my cheeks start to heat up as I looked at the ground, nervously tapping my finger and biting my lip. Was...he hitting on me?

"Yeah...I forgot...what country are you again?" I was trying to hide my embarrassment currently, because this has never EVER happened to me and I don't know what to say or do!

"I am France, and yours is the lovely (c/n), no?" I shook my head yes and felt him take hold of my hand.

What is happening?

He lifted it to his face and kissed the back of it, making my face go as red as that Prussian man's eyes.

Come on now don't freak out—I CAN DO THIS—he's just being nice I-is all...O-Or maybe he likes me and is very direct about it! I don't know I don't know what to do!!!

"Hopefully I have you in some of my classes chéri...Au Revoir~!"He walked off leaving me completely star struck. I don't know what to do...or feel...Will I ever see him again or...is this normal? Am I alive? Is this a dream?

I-I should get back to my dorm...Yes my dorm...Then I can calm down...But looking at the sun, it's nowhere near late and since classes are cancelled today...I guess I'll stay out here for a—OUCH!

I felt something smack me in the back of my head! It felt like it was somehow stuck to me so I yanked it out and it was some sort of Star? Who in the world....! When I was about to start walking a country ran up to me apologizing.

"Sorry about that! It wasn't meant for you..." He was so tall...He had this silver hair and purple eyes...So...menacingly towering over me...especially with the army coat and scarf around his neck, flowing down behind him. It's not that cold....And...he has this metal pipe in his hand...I think those are all the signs for me to never ever start anything bad with him!

"It's Fine Just...Who was that for?"I asked, as I was a bit curious who he was trying to stab in the head. He looked to the side and put two fingers together like he was trying to be cute or something. "Well...Just England...hm...maybe you can help me, да?"

Help him?...wait Why is he trying to hurt someone with a star? Why do I have to help him? No no I'm going to my dorm—

"Just go talk to him. Да?" There was a slight chill around us so I just agreed out of fear of my face being smashed in with a pipe as I spotted England and ran over to him. He was talking with someone a little taller than him and had this orange, ginger hair and green eyes like him, but was smoking a cigarette as well.

"H-hi England, remember me from the plane?" The two looked at me, but England just nodded slowly. "Yes I do....You had the misfortune of sitting next to America..."His thick British accent was so pure, I'm surprised that we speak the same language! "How has your time been so far?"

How am I suppose to respond to that?
"It's been okay...I guess...."The red head raised a brow at this. "What does that mean?" He asked, a slightly different accent. It sounded...Scottish.
"Well I was getting hit on by another country...France...I mean it makes sense thinking about it but still...."I huffed.

"Wait....That bloody frog?Jeez...people don't even have any respect for others...don't have any class or form of gentlemanliness in them....pathetic."He muttered, as I guess he has a resentment for him...

"He's not that bad."The other said, causing England's head to whip around and scowl at the taller man. "The only reason you say that is because you tried to get away so many times." "Yeah. Because who wants to be ruled by someone that isn't themselves?"The taller one smirked down at the other as a low growl was heard from England as the other seemed a little amused. "Is my little brother mad that I'm right?"

"Little...brother?"I repeated with a raised brow. Countries had siblings? And does that mean they have parents as well?

"Yes, Scotland is my older brother."England said with an aggravated sigh. "Don't you have siblings?" I shook my head no as I saw the purple eyed one standing a ways away, just winking as a star appeared and quickly hit England in the back of the head.

What have I gotten myself into?

America's Number-Twelve At the auditorium, see you there!
Taiwan's Number
Prussia's Number