(Emil's P.O.V)

It was sixth period during Highschool. I was always so bored of lessons, but, this lesson was about history. I am actually very good at history, especially the Nordic region's.
The teacher gave us a long lecture and everyone was taking down notes. Luckily, it was about Vikings, and I love stuff like this. I didn't need to take any notes at all. I looked around the room. Apparently, everyone was great at history in Hetalia High. That's when for the first time, I noticed how everyone was different. Well, I mean different in cultures. Alfred is an American. Feliciano is an Italian. There were so many different cultures in our room. No one was Icelandic but, me. No one was German except for that Ludwig guy. It's so cool...
So many varieties of different cultures and countries. Maybe we should have nicknames! Like, the country you come from. Now that I think about it... Would Leon be Hong Kong? I guess so. Now that I think about it even more... Everyone in my family were also from different countries. Tino and Berwald used to come here, then they graduated and got jobs.
"Emil Steilsson! Are you listening?"
"Yes." I lied.
"Why aren't you taking notes like everyone else?"
"Because I know all of this."
"Fine then. If you're so smart, try to answer this question. Where did the Vikings come from?"
"The Vikings came from three different countries. Norway, Sweden, and Denmark." I answered.
"Lucky guess. Now, when was the Viking age?"
"The viking age in Europeon history was about AD 700 to 1100. During this period, many Vikings left Scandinavia and travelled to other countries such as, Great Britain and Ireland."
The teacher just stared back at me in shock. There was no way that was a lucky guess.
She cleared her throat.
"Fine then. Just pay attenti-"
The Bell rang, cutting her off from her sentence. Finally, school is over, but not quite yet. I ran out of the classroom with my binder and history notebook, that I barely used. Many students were rushing towards their lockers and it was tough getting to where I needed to be, without getting bumped into. Finally, I made it to my locker, the crowd slowly fading away.
I quickly entered my combination code, 1-1-1. All of the ones. I grabbed my backpack, and left my binder in my locker, since I didn't really need it. I got my Math duotang and stuffed it into my backpack, because I had homework. Then, I slammed the locker, locked it, and slinged my backpack onto my back, dashing off towards the exit. Once I was outside, I spotted my broth- Lukas. Lukas, Mathias, and Leon all waiting for me.
I ran over to them, and we started walking home together, in pairs of two. Obviously both couples. Leon held my pinkie with his pinkie, because he didn't want to make it obvious that we're dating, but, he still wanted to hold hands. Which was really cute in my opinion. While, Lukas and Mathias held their hands, entertaining their fingers. We walked home, and Leon said a quick 'goodbye' and a 'see you tomorrow.' Then, walked the rest of the block on his own. Mathias and Lukas were already inside, so after I removed my shoes, I went to my room, ignoring Peter's whining about seeing liquorice everywhere. Closing the door, I began doing my Math homework.