'Cast'

Texas - Thomas Ruíz Smith | California - Carson Flores

SC - Scott Cyneburg | NC - Nancy Cyneburg 

MS - Micheal Johnson | AL - Aaron Martin 

Florida - Matiás Hernández Carriedo | GO - Georgette Adams

Alaska - Artyom Bragansky | Hawaii - Akamu Aloha 

Japan - Kiku Honda | England - Arthur Kirkland

"Welcome to Statetalia High!!"

"Huh!?"

A broad shouldered older state looked towards me. He had on a large tank top with the American flag printed onto it, while also wearing light blue jeans and cowboy boots. Texas defiantly Texas. I know him, don't know how, but I do.

3rd pov

Hawaii clenched a pencil that the kid named Alaska had given to him days prior. The more he stared at the the school, the more intimidating it felt, as this place was quite large. Thoughts raced through his mind as he tried to walk, unfortunately, he was frozen. Texas noticed this and quietly walked over to the small state.

"Hey, you a'ight?", Texas spoke softly as Hawaii turned towards him. "I-i.. I'm just a little scared.. Do you think they'll accept me? Like at all? Im really different from them.." Hawaii mumbled. Texas ruffles Hawaii's hair and smiled brightly.

"Of course, in our family everyone is different, that's what makes em hella unique!"

Hawaii sighs "Alright, I'll.. take your word for it."

S K I P SOME SHIZZZ

Hawaii slowly walked around the school looking for one state in specific. 

'Godamnit Alaska this place is huge..'

"Hawaii-" 

"AHHH!?!" Hawaii swiftly turned around "..sorry Alaska"

Alaska smiled "It's fine I tend to spook peop-"

"YA'LL BETTER HURRY UP, THE BELL'S GONNA RING!!"

Texas sprinted across the hallway and into a classroom as he screamed. Hawaii and Alaska slowly followed after. They entered the room, it was stocked full of states. 

Hawaii pov 

A taller kid, whose name I think was California, was sitting on a desk talking to an out of breath Texas. That's just makes me wonder, how was he late anyways, its not like he bothered to show me around. Alaska was doing that.

I decided to take a look around for myself before three states in the back managed to catch my eye. They looked oddly familiar..That's it! They're the Southern Three! Whatever that means. One of the three had a straw had and white tank top with classical blue jeans rolled up to his knees. For some odd reason he had a fishing line in one of his hands, but from what Alaska told me, that was kinda his thing. One of them had a patterned blue crop top with small shorts and really pretty black hair tied into pigtails.

Third person (this may happen a lot)

"That one is Georgia, but I'm 120% sure that Florida has a crush on her." 

Hawaii looked to where Alaska had pointed and began to study the state called Florida. He had short brown hair in a style similar to Americas. His skin tone was darker than almost every other state in the room, while his eyes were a prominent green. Along with his hair, which was absolutely striking. It was the perfect blend between hazelnut brown and blonde. Hawaii assumed this came from Spain. He'd only ever seen Spain once, yet somehow his image remains imbedded in his mind. Florida kinda looked like the forgotten love child between America and Spain, but better looking than both. Surprisingly enough considering since hurricanes hate his guts. 

If he's that pretty then he's more than likely gay af

"Agree to disagree." Hawaii commented

The last supposed 'trio' member, had a small ponytail tied into a small red hairtie. His hair was exceedingly blonde, like his hair looks brighter than Americas future. He was probably 5'11 and extremely loud. 

"The one's Alabama he's really southern, and annoyingly obnoxious." Alaska stated.

As Hawaii looked around the room he noticed that there were twins as well. They were quietly chatting while one was working on what was probably homework. They both had light dirty blonde hair and baby blue collared T-shirts, along with khaki shorts. The only difference was that they were fraternal twins, one was male and one was female. The sister was hovering over her brother with her hands on his shoulders, quietly talking with him as he worked.

"They're North and South Carolina, really friendly but rude when the states are hit by hurricanes. Actually its the same thing with all the coastal states, but trust me they're nice."

"Ah huh."

Hawaii and Alaska continued to walk throughout the classroom. Talking with a few other people as well. 

"Hullo! I'm Wisconsin!"

"If your asking me to try your cheese again then its a no" Alaska declared firmly.

"Oh.. Well who's this?" Wisconsin pointed to Hawaii.

Hawaii looked up at the pretty firm with long wavy blonde hair that was put into a medium blue hair band.

"I-im Hawaii"

"Class.. CLASS SIT DOWN!!" Mr Kirkland yelled. The entire class stopped talking and sat down.

They must really respect this teacher, I wonder what country he is.. (remember Hawaii hasn't seen England since like 1793, but yet he remembers sPaIn)

Pennsylvania rose his hand, disrupting Hawaii's thoughts.

"Yes Penn?"

"Where's New York?"

Hawaii turned around and looked back at Alaska. Alaska smiled then pointed to the teacher. Hawaii quietly turned back. Mr Kirkland observed the room before speaking again.

"Not here.. Yet."

Pennsylvania seemed to be more sophisticated then any other state in every other manner, and quite frankly, the only person who was actually prepared for this class. England put his hand up and began to count down.

"3, 2, 1–"

New York bursts into the room as all of his stuff falls out of his hands. He pulls up one hand to show England his tardy pass. 

"Mr.. *huff* Kirkland.. UGH... I *huff* made it."

"Sit down Mr York."

"Yes do sit down New York." Penn scoffed. [I think i used scoffed incorrectly]

"Ok~!" NY replied as he sat on Penn's lap.

"nEW YORK?! WHAT–" Pennsylvania yelled, quickly pushing York off. 

"Alright time to start class, and if haven't already read the board, this is English class. I'm your teacher, Arthur Kirkland."

Mr Kirkland was a small English gentleman who had infamously large eyebrows. His hair was an astonishing shade of golden blonde, which dimly shined in the light. He wore an old military uniform with a few metals placed upon it. His only problem is that his attitude could use major adjustments.

W-wait. . he said English? I thought this was history!? Lemme check my schedule! . . oh I'm sUPPOSED TO BE IN HISTORY!?!

At this realization Hawaii immediately rose his hand. 

"UhUhH, I'm sorry I'm supposed to be in history. ." 

Oh no, now everyone's looking at me . ! Great job you've caused a scene. .

"You aren't, but he is" Alaska whispered. (When tf did he get behind Hawaii, and how could he read his minddd) He pointed to New York, and surely he was. New York was hysterically laughing along with South Carolina, they practically had tears in their eyes. North Carolina facepalmed and Pennsylvania just looked unimpressed. Texas looked so confused, while Cali and Wisconsin silently giggled. Alaska took this moment to pick up Hawaii, sling him onto his shoulder, and walk out without one word said.

And with that the duo went on their pursuit to find the history classroom.

[If your wondering, yes, I will be continuing this. Honestly this was originally the plot/idea for this book, but I suppose I got caught up in other things *cough* ships *cough*. So yeah, and if you have any suggestions or advice then plz comment as it's always helpful, thanksss]