HetaliaFollowsYouToSchool-Ch.1

Lesson 1 (Chapter 1): Do Not Bring Pasta For Lunch

Today would be a typical school day for you. Well, it would have been until things changed. To you, things have been much more 'different' ever since the load of international students transferred over to your school.  Everyone could definitely say bye bye to those quiet school days because with them around, the school is going to be in a big deal of change. Somehow, it was really difficult to understand their behaviour, really. You could definitely say goodbye to those typical school days, that's for sure.

Sighing, you closed your locker after grabbing your lunch and binder as you heard some fuss going on not too far away from you. Something about wanting some pasta?  It was clear to you that you should get out of there as quickly as you can because you did not want to get caught in any of the ruckus going on. Well, you sure as hell couldn't care less as you walked down the hallway towards the exit behind the school. It was WAY quieter out there and not to mention PEACEFUL. You were never good with big crowds to begin with and you weren't going to change that about you anytime soon.

"Hey! (Name)!!!!!" a voice yelled as you were about to take your seat.

AHH, yes.  (BFF's name). Someone other than you who was actually sane around here. The both of you have been best friends for six years now and ever since then, you were in good terms that you hated the crowd and would have your lunch at the back of the school.

"What's up, (BFF's Name)? Things are crazy in the hallways, eh? As per usual, I am guessing? " you greeted.

"You have no idea, (Name). You have no idea," she said as she shook her head while she took big breaths and had her hair disshelved and all.

"Let me guess, something happened?" you questioned while raising an eyebrow.

"Are you kidding me?! I spent ten minutes trying to run away from this crazy PASTA lunatic who demanded to have my lunch! 'I want PASTA!!! VEEEE~! Could you give me the pas-ta, fratello!' he said! And dude can run!" she described the incident as she mimicked an accent towards the last part.

You chuckled at your friend before giving her a pat on her back.

"Oh! So, it was you who was caught in that whole ruckus just now. I believe I was not too far away from that whole incident. Well, what can I say, I am smart and do avoid getting into these kind of situations," you stated smugly as you smirked at your upset and pitiful friend.

"HEY! It was not my fault, buddy! That dude was crazy!!! It was like his life depended on having pasta for lunch! Seriously, I did not see this coming when I prepared lunch at home. And hey! YOU could have tried to at least help me out if you weren't too far away! Traitor! And are you implying that I'm stupid?!" she glared at you as you sat down having your lunch in a smug manner.

"Oh, not at all, (BFF's name). Not at all. Of course you couldn't have avoided that. You just had to bring pasta today," you stated, the smug attitude still plastered on your face.

Oh, how you loved toying with your best friend like that. It was amusing at the very least. You did tell her that she should have stuck with sandwiches today but oh well. Here she was with pasta. But you learned one valuable piece of information today. Note to self: DO NOT bring pasta to school, if you were not willing to share of course. Because (BFF's Name) has claimed to have met a 'crazy lunatic' who loves pasta too much to let anyone else have it. Yipee!
"Well, at least, I'll know not to bring pasta next time," she muttered to herself while starting to eat her lunch.
You just chuckled before you started to eat your lunch quietly deciding that you had enough fun toying with your best friend for now. Just as (BFF's Name) started to eat her lunch…..

"VEEEE~! I found her!!!! I found her, Germany~! PASTAAAA~! Could I have some pasta, please! Pretty please! I need the pasta!" we heard from a short distance away.

(BFF's Name)'s eyes widened in horror as she heard that voice and had that said boy pouncing on her for the pasta.

"PASTAAAA~!"

(BFF's name) screamed as the pasta splattered on her and Italy, leaving only a little amount of pasta left in the container. That said boy snatched the container and started consuming the food in the container as if nothing happened.

"VEE~!"

"ITALLLYYYYYY!!!!!!" a loud voice growled towards that said boy.

A bigger framed, blue-eyed blonde came running towards us with a black haired and brown-eyed person beside him.

"Germany! Isn't it great?! I have pasta!!!" the one who the blonde referred to as Italy replied with a carefree smile.

"Feliciano!!! Look vat you have done! You have to stop causing trouble everywhere!" the blonde scolded the brunette angrily with a thick German accent and was obviously tired of the brunette causing so much trouble.

You couldn't help but look at the scene in amusement. Nevertheless, you went to your friend's aid and helped her up. She muttered curses under her breath as she took of her now stained cardigan and glared angrily at the Italian boy.

"I'm sorry for the trouble caused," the black-haired friend of theirs bowed as he apologized. You caught onto his Japanese accent and smiled at him.

"It's alright really. Though, I'm pretty sure my friend here would like an apology not from you but that fellow over there," you said as you eyed the Italian student who was still enjoying his pasta.

"Of course I need an apology from him! He destroyed my cardigan and stole my lunch!" she growled angrily as he pointed accusingly at the Italian.

"Thank you for the meal, bella! It was delicious! It was really kind of you that you offered your pasta so generously to me! By the way, I'm Feliciano," the Italian exclaimed as he held out his hand towards (BFF's name).

Everyone sweatdropped as Germany facepalmed and muttered something about damned Italians. Before (BFF's Name) could hurt the poor oblivious guy, you held her back and answered for her.

"Yes, it's nice to meet you, err, Feliciano! I'm (Name) and this is my friend, (BFF's Name) but now is not really the best time to get acquainted. It was nice meeting you, though," you greeted as you smiled sheepishly pulling your friend away.

However, you were stopped by the tall blonde being in your way. He stared at you with those icy blue eyes and extended a hand.

"Forgive that idiot for the troubles caused. He is just a little light-headed and an idiot sometimes," he said, feeling a little guilty for the trouble.

"I can see that!" (BFF's name) exclaimed. You chuckled a little before replying him.

"Yeah. Its ok, not much harm is done…"

"Not much??!!" your friend complained.

"It's ok. My friend is pretty mad now but thanks for the apology. I didn't quite catch your name. Germany, was it?" you intervened before your friend said anything else as to be polite towards others as you were a person who was very particular about being polite to others.

"Umm…  Yes but you can call me Ludwig and that is Kiku over there," he extended a hand and you shook it while waving at the Japanese.

Unaware that you had let go of (BFF's name), she ran off and started beating up the Italian for stealing her lunch and overall, ruining her peaceful lunch break.

As soon as you realized this, you dragged your friend into the school as you waved to the new trio you met today.

"Great, I'm starving! If that idiot have not stolen my food….! ERGH! Can this day get any worse?!" she complained.

"Well, we could head to the cafeteria if you want to…." You suggested before the bell started to ring as if on cue.

"Apparently, it can. God hates me," she stated before we ran for our next class.

One thing we have learned today: DO NOT BRING PASTA TO SCHOOL IF YOU ARE NOT WILLING TO SHARE  IT WITH FELICIANO.


Extended Ending

(BFF's name) tummy grumbled as she clutched her stomach.

"I'm starving…." she muttered to herself as you looked at her sympathetically from your seat.

"Oh hello! (BFF's Name), right? Don't forget to bring the pasta tomorrow. You know I love the pasta~! You know, the pasta is the best food in the world… and pasta…." A very familiar voice rambled on beside her.

Jaw hanging open, you watched the Italian rambling on and saw your best friend had her eye twitching in anger. Didn't that Italian know danger being spelled out to him in GIANT RED LETTERS. Well, it was obvious he didn't because he continued rambling, oblivious to the murderous look the girl beside him was giving. You closed your eyes and prayed for his safety. This wasn't going to end pretty.


So, that's it for chapter 1~!