Preface ~Russia. A country known for its beautiful yet treacherous landscapes, it is also said that the people of Russia reflect the nature of their homeland. You knew all too well just how unforgiving and cruel people could be, after all this was the world you were raised in and this was the world you desperately wanted to escape. However, for you there was no escape, for this world was also your sanctuary where you had control, a purpose and a place you fitted in. ~

(Your POV)

You awoke to the sound of your alarm clock, groaning you stick an arm out of your (F/C) duvet and try to switch it off, after blindly knocking it to the floor the shrill blast ceased and peace was restored. However on this Monday morning that reclaimed peace was shattered after a mere ten seconds when your six year old brother Alex comes charging into your room in his Harry Potter pajamas, who then decides to take a flying leap at your semi conscious form.

"(Name)(Name)(Name) ! You have to wake up, we have school and because its the first day I want to be there early geeeeeeeeet uuuuuuup." You sleepily smile at him as you sit up. "Okay i'm up you отродье (brat) now before I get ready would you care to explain why you a.) can be so happy at 6am and b.) why you have no hint of jet lag affecting you ?" Alex grins then snuggles into you " It's our first day going to an American school and i'm excited and you only got here last night from Moscow, I've been here for a week so I don't have jet lag." You hug him and then slowly get out of bed , which he then takes this point to go scurrying back to his own room to get dressed. After stretching your tired body you lazily make your way to your en suite bathroom to shower and get ready before breakfast. (A/N I'm lazy and can't be bothered to go in to detail of your morning routine).

By the time you get downstairs it is almost 7.30 and you walk into the spacious kitchen to find your brother and grandfather at the table. The scent of coffee is inciting and you pour yourself a generous mugful. Your grandfather chuckles at your action and says " you know цветок (flower) I am surprised that you haven't murdered Alex for his not so graceful awaking, are you sure you want to go to school today, your plane only touched down 5 hours ago? and you deserve a day in bed"

" Well as lovely as a day in bed would be I am up, dressed and now have coffee so I think I'll be okay and will probably only be in a bad mood if someone annoys me. Besides I need to live up to my school file, my new headmaster has been given." By this you mean your flawless academic grades and extra curricular activities, for in your old school in Russia you were Head girl, Captain of the athletics team and had already been offered a place at St. Petersburg university despite the fact you still had a year of school left.

After breakfast and bidding your grandfather goodbye, you and Alex exit your new house, though mansion would probably fit its design better, and walk down to the garage, you both hop in your black Mercedes you got for your birthday and you start the twenty minute drive to your new school, Hetalia Academy. This academy catered for children aged 5- 18 and as you pulled into the car park you marvelled at its size and architecture it had traditional stone buildings with oak panelling. After parking the car you and Alex walked through to reception ignoring the looks the two of you received. Here is where you met the headmaster, Mr Johnson who welcomed you to his school, set down the rules and then showed you both to your first period lessons as registration had been missed. After putting Alex in the right classroom he walked you to yours. On the way up a flight of stares he also spoke about your academic brilliance and if anything was wrong you should come to him. Ah bless you thought, your new headmaster was quite sweet but he knew what he was doing, he explained to you that each teacher you would have had been emailed to explain your academic standing and they would give you other work to the class because of your advancement in schooling. He then stopped outside a door which had Mr Stroud written on it and then left you after knocking on the door. Well here goes nothing you thought.

(Matt's POV)

Of all the fucking lessons to have first on a Monday, it just had to be further maths with that dick of a teacher Mr Stroud, I dunno why I even bothered to turn up. Smirking to myself I decide I shall go out of my way to cause chaos in this class. However my evil thoughts are interrupted when there is a knock at the classroom door. A girl walks in unphased by how everyone is looking at her. In a word she is hot, she has a slim build with a (Skin colour) complexion, (hair colour and style) hair and wide, (eye colour) innocent looking eyes. She walks over to Mr Stroud and hands him a note. Looks like we have a newbie. I cast a look over Al and he grins at me, yes we shall have fun with her.

Mr Stroud stands up "Okay guys we have a new student joining us today, would you please introduce yourself to the class." She nods at him and says in a Russian accent " My name is (Name). (Name) (Surname). My brother and I have just moved here from Moscow and I'll be honest, it's Monday, I have jet lag and I'm tired, it would be advisable to keep your distance and not ask me any tedious questions." I was not expecting that, she turns back to Mr Stroud and asks "where would you like me to sit?" Haha! He looks confused by what she just said, he blinks "U- um yes can you go sit next to Mr. Williams. Matt raise your hand" I raise my hand and smirk at her checking her out behind my dark shades. She is wearing tight faded jeans that have a few rips in them, black ankle boots, I long- sleeved t-shirt the same colour as her eyes and a sleeveless grey cardigan over the top. We make eye contact and to my surprise she smirks back, my eyes widen thank fuck for my shades. She smiles then sits down and Mr Stroud starts the lesson.

" Right listen up, on your desks there is a sheet with questions on it, this should take you the rest of the lesson, any questions not done are for homework if you get stuck ask me and please keep conversations to a minimum." I slump over my desk and put my head on my arms, pfft I have better things to do. I turn to look over at (Name) She is writing over her sheet while humming something I don't recognize, she continues with her work oblivious to my stares and probably the rest of the boys in this class. She then tucks her hair behind her ear then flips the page, after about ten minutes of work she puts her pencil down and her hand up. Damn she can't be finished already, I don't want her to be some nerd. Mr Stroud acknowledges her and she puts her hand down. She then turns to me " Hey, Matt right ? How quickly does he take to come over to a student?"

I look over the top of my shades "It depends on how hungover the fucker is." (Name) Laughs "Well based on his appearance it won't be for a while then" With that she put (F/C) earphones and and leans on the desk with her eyes closed.

After a while Mr Stroud notices her position and waltzes over to no doubt yell at her, this ought to be good.

"Miss (Surname)" she ignores him. "Miss (Surname)" Still not listening, his face is going red, like the rest of the class I continue watching with a bemused smile on my face. After the third time he yells at her, she looks up takes out her earphones and says "Really sir, there is no need to shout, remember we use our inside voice while inside."

Stroud looks at her speechless, when he finally is about to speak, she cuts him off "You know sir I put my hand up (she checks her watch) nineteen minutes ago to inform you I had finished and this is why I am slumped on my desk waiting for you to give me something else to do."

He looks stunned " how can you be finished already ? This is supposed to take a whole hour?"

"I work fast" she says with a grin. But then he grins back after inspecting her work, to be fair its quite creepy.

"I hate to rain on your parade Miss (Surname) but you have not shown any workings out, so only then will I mark you're work."

" Actually sir the sheet does not say to show your working and neither did you direct us to, so it would be pointless for me to do so considering I wouldn't get any more marks." Haha she just powned his ass. " I don't appreciate you're tone Miss (Surname)"

" Well I don't appreciate a nineteen minute wait, but we can't all have what we want, no if you have prepared nothing else for me to do in the lesson, I should like to return to my ipod." Stroud looks like he's gonna explode, his stupid ass face couldn't be more red.

(Name) speaks again " Sir I have a question, did you actually read the e-mail Mr Johnson sent all of my teachers explaining my academic needs ?" Academic needs I thought only stupid people had needs. Stroud replies" No I haven't had the time, its on my to do list."

She beams at him "Well this is where we went wrong, I'll explain, last year I took an entrance exam for St Petersburg University, one of the best universities in the world. I was accepted, however I decided to not go because I hadn't experienced real pressures of exams and aspects of school life. The e-mail explains that I need a vast amount of work or I get bored and may disrupt others learning." Everyone in the class just sits there looking at her like she is an alien or something. " Are you serious ?" Mr Stroud asks in an irritated voice. "Noooooo, I'm being sarcastic and in reality I can see the future that's why my answers are right" (Name) says dramatically causing the rest of the class to laugh. Mr Stroud is angry again "I don't like your sarcasm. (Name).nor your attitude"

"Sir if don't want a sarcastic answer, don't ask stupid questions" she retorts with a smile. When Mr Stroud is about to explode (Name) Gets her stuff together and stands up to leave "Thank you for a great lesson sir, but if there's nothing else for me to do I'm gonna find somewhere quiet and leave you to it, not wanting to disturb your class any further." With that she just walks out the room leaving everyone with the same confused expression. It would appear that I made the right choice coming to school today and that Hetalia Academy just got a whole lot more interesting.

Okay first chapter done, I'm sorry if it doesn't make sense and there are a lot of questions but all will be revealed in good time. Comments are always welcome ( unless they're mean the I may go into Italy mode and start crying)