First of all, I DO NOT own Hetalia (obviously)…

This is my first Hetalia FanFic…and I think my first chapter's sloppy. Ugh…

Anyhow, here goes Chapter 1~!

Chapter I

"Alice?"

Alice Kirkland slowly opened her eyes and found her sister's big sky blue eyes looking into her peridot green eyes.

"Hmm?" was all she managed to say.

"They're still asleep," her little sister said in a whisper.

"I-is that so…?" Alice glanced at her alarm clock. 4:59 in the morning. She immediately got the clock and turned off its alarm. As if she's risk it. Why would she want everyone in the house wide awake? She placed the alarm clock on the small cabinet beside her bed and sighed.

"Sorry for waking up late again, Sam…" Alice brushed her fingers through Samantha's mocha brown hair. Sam smiled at her sister and nodded "It's okay. I know that she made you work overtime again," Samantha emphasized the word she. Alice snickered as she rose up from her bed and stretched up both of her arms. She suddenly felt a pang of pain somewhere at her lower back, making her frown. She tried not to show any form of violent reaction in front of Samantha in order to spare the little Kirkland from worrying.

"Just keep quiet while you wait for me, okay? Give me fifteen minutes." Alice said without glancing at Samantha as she headed to the bathroom to take a bath.

They have decided to keep the lights off so that none of the other members of the family would be awakened. The dim light from the lamppost outside their house served as their light as they ate their breakfast.

"You're too young to drink coffee, Sam…" Alice said with a drop of sarcasm and amusement evident in the tone of her voice. Samantha glared at her as she took a sip from her mug of black coffee. "I'm already twelve, Alice. I'm old enough to drink coffee," Samantha put her mug on the table between the two of them and crossed her arms over her chest. Alice suppressed a chuckle as she finished drinking her Earl Grey tea. "Is that so? Very well then," she stood up and patted Samantha's head "you should find a way to grow taller!" Before they managed to laugh together, they heard a door from one of the rooms upstairs creak. Alice immediately covered her sister's lips and waited for any sound that would help her identify the person who woke up. Instead of hearing a voice or anything helpful, she heard footsteps. "Sam, hide." Alice ordered. Without any questions, Samantha hid under the table and embraced her knees.

The person opened the lights of the living room. Alice did not dare herself to blink as the footsteps finally stopped. She took a deep breath as she counted inside her head…

Three…

Two…

One!

She snapped her fingers and the person simply smirked as he showed himself. "It's not really advisable to perform that right now, Alice. It's just 5:18 in the morning." Alice glared at the person and rubbed her fingers together, lifting the restriction spell she casted.

"I'm not trying to do anything, Rowan. Leave me alone." Alice defended herself. She felt Sam poking her shoes, which made her more nervous.

"I would suggest that you get going now, Alice…" he sat on his knees and met the gaze of the younger Kirkland "…and you too, Samantha." Rowan no longer waited for Alice to reply as he turned his back and left the Kirkland sisters alone. Samantha left her hiding place, looking at Alice with confusion evident in her sky blue eyes "Um…what was that all about?"

"N-Nothing. Let's leave before they catch us."

Alice dropped off Samantha at the Grade 6 building and gave her little sister a tight hug before she left the building. It was just 6:29 in the morning and they were one of the first few students who arrived in school. It was also raining like hell but Alice did not really mind…

…or so she thought.

She suddenly remembered Rowan's calm aqua eyes looking into her green eyes. Of course, it felt so awkward! If there was a word that bypassed awkward existed, that's how she'd describe the feeling. Oh sure, they are siblings, but it's only thanks to a pile of legal documents.

"What the bloody hell am I thinking? Snap out of it, Alice!" she scolded herself internally. She suddenly stopped in her tracks as the hallway disappeared in her view and instead, she started to "see" again. She managed to blink but the things that she was seeing were still there.

She hated seeing visions. She always did.

"Dammit, not again…" Alice stepped aside the hallway and leaned her back against a pillar and fell into her knees. She looked down and took a deep breath. She was already used with the visions—she knew that very well…but this vision drew the line.

She saw this a lot of times already…yet she was not prepared for it.

She took another deep breath and clutched her head with her right hand, obviously frustrated. Finally, the vision ended and she saw normal things again. She was glad that no one was there to witness what happened to her.

Well, even if there was someone out there who witnessed the whole thing, the person would choose to simply ignore her.

"Of all the times you could've returned…" she stood up and picked up her books from the ground. The high school building was just a hallway far from her reach. After picking up her books, she started walking again "…why now?"

It's already 8:16 in the morning but their Homeroom teacher has not yet shown up. Of course, just like any ordinary class would do when a teacher's still "Missing in Action", the class savored the freedom by talking and making noise. As the class kept on talking and talking as if tomorrow would never ever come for them, Alice sat quietly on her chair, reading a book.

"Hey! Alice!"

A girl with wavy black hair and vermilion eyes clasped her hands on Alice's shoulders. Alice glanced at the girl and closed the book she was reading. "Do you need anything, Ellerie?" Alice asked. Ellerie Vermilion, the only student in the campus whom Alice Kirkland considered as her 'friend'. They became friends since they were in seventh grade. Ellerie, on the other hand, considered Alice as her younger sister since she was not blessed with a 'legit sibling' (that's how Ellerie said it).

"Oh…I was just wondering, you see…" Ellerie blinked after her eyes met the gaze of her friend.

A short pause.

"Ellerie?" Alice pulled down the sleeve of Ellerie's pastel-colored cardigan, effectively returning the vermilion-eyed girl to reality.

"O-oh! I mean…um…erm…I was just wondering why our HR teacher's not yet around. T-that's all…"

For one thing that Alice knew about Ellerie, the vermilion-eyed girl always spaced out.

"Rumors said that…" Ellerie sat on the floor and took Alice's book. She looked at book then placed it on her lap "…there'll be a transferee." Ellerie's face was unreadable, the tone of her voice stoic. Alice glanced at the classroom's entrance door then she waited for Ellerie to continue. "From what I have heard, he migrated here all by himself…or I think he's with his sister."

"Where'd you get all these information, Elle?"

Ellerie placed the book on Alice's desk and smiled at her "I don't think you have to ask something so obvious, Alice." Ellerie said in monotone. She returned to her place without saying another word. By the time Ellerie has sat down, that's when the teacher entered, summoning silence in the classroom.

"Sorry for being late, stud'nts." The Homeroom teacher placed her folder and a pile of papers on the teacher's desk and looked at the time. "I'll just introduce the new student and we're done here…it seems that I'm awfully late…" the teacher tsked, making all of the students quieter. "…anyhow, I know that you've been hearing rumors about the transferee—"

"Uh…" one of the popular girls in the class raced her hand "…so the transferee's a he, riiiiiight?"

"Yeah. The transferee's a he, Kat…" the teacher said, making the girl squeal. Everyone else in the classroom laughed, except for Alice and Ellerie.

"Let's cut the suspense now, shall we?" the teacher went outside to fetch the transferee. The popular girls whispered among one another.

"He's mine, damn it. Shush!"

"Hell, no! He's mine."

"Suckers. Do you really think he'll like any of you? In your dreams, bitches."

"Look who's talking."

Alice will never ever understand popular people. Never—

By the time the transferee entered the classroom, all hell broke loose. The girls in the class were immediately love struck, sending chills down to Alice's spine. The transferee had short, dusty blonde hair and an ahoge. He –almost- had the same color of Samantha's eyes, except the color of his eyes were lighter, paler plus he had grey glasses. He wore a dark blue shirt, fitted black jeans and a pair of black Converse.

"Yo, everyone! I'm Alfred F. Jones!" the transferee said and winked, making all the girls in the classroom squeal like fan girls. The heck, Alice thought, something's terribly wrong with these girls…

"Girls! Girls! Shut your mouths! It's just eight in the morning!" the teacher hit the board with her right palm twice; making half of the girls shut their mouths. "Good grief! I don't want to hear someone reporting that one of you—" she pointed several of the girls who were fan girling a few seconds ago, her eyes squinted "—taking him home for yourselves, got that?"

A few heartbeats of silence.

"Good. Now, please sit between Kirkland and Vermilion," the teacher pointed the empty seat right next to Alice. Alice looked down as her new seatmate made his way to the chair. She could feel 90% of the girls in the classroom were glaring daggers at her. When Alfred has already seated down, Ellerie immediately exchanged a few words with him, taking the girls' attention away from Alice.

"So, why are you here?" Ellerie's question sounded more of an inquisition—an icy and unwelcoming one, that is. Fortunately, Alfred did not notice it. "Nothing, really. My parents made me choose a place to study and I chose this place. I don't know why, though." The I-don't-know part made Alice more uncomfortable.

"Oh…are you with your family?" the iciness was still in the tone of Ellerie's voice. "Nah, I'm just with my sister. We're just being financially supported by our parents." Ellerie nodded and smiled at Alfred "Be a kind seatmate, okay? Otherwise, you might—"

The bell finally rang, making Ellerie nod and discontinue her sentence. Now, Alfred looked at Alice.

"Get your butts ready for Statistics, okay? I don't want to hear Mr. Pun-squared commenting that my students are damn lazy and all that! Got that?" the teacher shouted with sarcasm and finally left the classroom.

As the Statistics teacher entered the room, the students grew silent. The so-called Mr. Pun-squared squinted his eyes as he wore his glasses. No one dared to make any unnecessary sound. He cleared his throat, opened the Statistics book and wrote a problem on the board.

The first term (A1) of an arithmetic sequence is 19 while its ninth term (A9) is -37. Find the common difference (d) of the sequence.

"This is just a morning drill, class. I hope you can get the correct answer without any trouble. I'm giving you a minute to answer this." The teacher leaned back against the blackboard, watching the students answer the drill.

While everyone was answering the drill, Alfred swore internally.

Alice noticed that Alfred was not answering the drill. She was thinking whether she'd help him or leave him alone. Who knows, maybe the mean girls of the class might actually send death glares at her if she dared to make any form of communication with him.

Help him out, Alice. You know you want to.

She closed her notebook and faced the board, ignoring that voice inside her head, telling her to lend Alfred a hand.

"Time's up, class! Now…" the teacher looked at Alfred "…would you mind writing the solution on the board, Mr. Jones?" the teacher pointed his finger at Alfred's desk "It seems that you answered it mentally, anyway."

Alfred stood up but did not go to the board right away. Of course, he forgot how to get the common crap of an arithmetic sequence. Knowing this, Alice stood up and went in front of the board instead.

"Ms. Kirkla—"

"If you wouldn't mind, I'd be the one to answer for him." Alice said as she began writing the solution on the board.

"S-Sure. You may sit down now, Mr. Jones." the teacher said, trying to hide his annoyance. The other girls were murmuring among themselves, which made Ellerie shot a glare at them. Alfred poked Ellerie's shoulder.

"Why'd she do that, Vermil?" he asked, obviously curious…and embarrassed at the same time. Ellerie looked at Alice then at Alfred "She's really like that. Let's just say that…" she tapped her desk with her pencil "…she did that for her own good."

Alice encircled her final answer but did not face the class. She took a deep breath and went out of the classroom without asking for the teacher's permission. As she closed the door behind her, she could hear the girls talking among themselves again. She closed the door with a silent thud and took a deep breath again.

"What the bloody hell did I just do? Dammit." Alice crossed her arms over her chest and sighed. Now, she just made herself more hateful in the eyes of the girls in school. Using grades as an alibi might not work. She sat on her knees and allowed time to pass.

The bell finally rang, telling the whole level that it's already recess time. When the Statistics teacher went out of the classroom, Alice stood up and tried not to meet the gaze of her Stat teacher. Luckily, he did not really give a damn about what she did in class a while ago—

"Hey! Wait up!" upon hearing Alfred's voice, she turned her back and tried to walk away but he was able to grab her hand. She did not try to struggle free, afraid that it might attract attention.

"What do you want?" Alice asked icily.

"You really didn't have to save me during Stat, ya know…" Alfred said. Alice glanced at Alfred then sighed "I did not save you. I did it for my own benefit—"

"You don't have to come up with an excuse. I know it's kinda embarrassing to be saved by a girl but—"

"I did not save you, Alfred." Alice tried to break her arm free from his grip but ended up failing.

"Just lemme thank you properly okay? I'm not gonna kill you or anything! Uh…name, please?" Alfred's grip tightened, causing Alice to frown—internally.

"Alice. Alice Kirkland." she replied firmly, trying to ignore the death glares of the girls from the locker area.

"Well then, thank you for the save, Alice! See ya around!" Alfred finally let go of Alice's arm and left her in the corridor. Ellerie came out of nowhere and looked at Alfred with her vermilion orange eyes.

"They are glaring daggers at you, Alice." Ellerie said, her face expressionless. Alice facepalmed and leaned her back against the white wall "I know…"

"I'll be the one to go to the caf to buy food for you, okay? Just…just try your best to stay out of trouble…" and with that, Ellerie left her to buy food in the cafeteria. Alice shook her head wearily and entered the classroom, trying to forget whatever has just happened. On the moment she entered the classroom, someone pulled her by the sleeve of her shirt. With that, she smacked herself internally and remained silent.

She might as well prepare herself to be burned down—especially that she's all by herself.

FINALLY DONE WITH CHAPTER 1.

OHMAGAHD. WHERE'S IGGY? God, I don't know. xD

I wrote most of the chapter during lessons (yeah, I'm such a good student, right?)…

Might not be able to update immediately…since the mid-terms are around the corner…

WE'RE GONNA HAVE OUR ALGEBRA TEST ON FRIDAY THE 13th.

Seriously?

I'll write during my lessons (if I can—and it's not against my will, anyway.) but I might not be able to post it here ASAP.

That's all for now… =))