Hetalia: Your School Life Meme

This is for the LULZ!! My victim...er...wait, no it is victim...for this is my lovely Bridge, just high school age. Please note that positions and Bridge's grade was filled by use of a random number generator. Enjoy

1. Your Homeroom teacher is: Russia
Bridge walked through the halls of the school looking for her homeroom. "Ah. There it is." When she opened the door, she noticed that all the other students in the room were all shaking and looking very, very scared.
'Oh come on. This class can't be that bad, can it?' she thought while she took her set. Then, she saw the teacher. He was tall, freakishly tall compared to her. 'Wait...is he…is he holding a bottle of vodka?!' And he was…along with a lead pipe. 'I'm...I'm getting a creepy vibe from this guy.' The writing on the chalk board identified this creepy man as Mr. Braginski.
"доброе утро*. We will be discussing how everyone will become on with mother Russia." He smiled, which looked quite childish and cute…except for the creepy purple aura that was surrounding him. All Bridge could think was 'I'm going to diiiiiiiiiiiiiiie.'

2. Your Literacy teacher is: France
As soon as homeroom was over, Bridge ran as fast as she could. "I never want to go back to that class ever again!!!" She skidded to a stop as she almost passed her next classroom. "Okay, this is Literature. There is no way this class can be a bad as my homeroom." When she opened the door, she saw, who she assumed was, her teacher. He must've heard the door open, because he turned and looked her. "Ah, bonjour*!"
"Uh, hello."
"You must be one of my students. I'm Mr. Bonnefoy. And what is your name?" As he said this, Mr. Bonnefoy started to walk over to Bridge.
"Oh, I'm Bridgette. But I go by Bridge."
"Ah! What a beautiful name. Very fitting for you." It was at this moment that Bridge noticed how close her teacher was. 'Personal space.' And before she could protest, he had her hand in his and planted a kiss on it. She could feel her eye twitch.
"I'm going to my seat now." She rushed to her desk, which thankfully was FAR away from Mr. Bonnefoy. As soon as the as the class was filled, Mr. Bonnefoy started reading a very scandalous smut novel. 'First, a creepy guy with vodka and a pipe, and now, a perv. Can my teachers get any weirder?!'

3. Your Math teacher is: America
Now desperately in need of some mind-bleach, Bridge walked to her next and possibly most hated subject, Math. When she opened the door, she saw a young man sitting behind the teacher's desk, eating a hamburger. He looked up and started talking…with his mouth full.
"I can't understand a word you're saying, sir." He stopped talking for a moment to swallow his food. "Oh, sorry. Do I need to talk slower so you can understand?"
"What…no! Don't talk with your mouth full!"
"Aha! Anyway, I'm Mr. Jones, your Math HERO!" At this point, he pulled some kind of pose, pointing into the air.
"Mr. Jones, I think you mean 'teacher'." However, he didn't hear her….because he started laughing and eating some more. For the rest of the period, Mr. Jones taught everyone how to spell words on their calculators….while stuffing his face.

4. Your Science teacher is: Switzerland
After leaving her Math class, where she spent to whole period doodling, she made her way to Science. At first, she thought her teacher, Mr. Zwingli, seemed pretty normal. That is, until he pulled a gun from God-knows-where, and started cleaning it.
'It's that…illegal or something?'  Before she could question it, Mr. Zwingli started a lecture, using very big and smart sounding words. Then he told the class to solve the equation on the board.
"Umm", she raised her hand. "Mr. Zwingli…what is that?"
"It's just an equation used for creating anti-matter. It's simple really."*
"N-no it's not.

5. Your P.E. teacher is: Canada
"My brain is tired…." Bridge dragged her feet to her next class…P.E. "I hope we're not doing anything to…active." When she made it to the gym, she saw some students playing some form of…hockey.  "You're kidding me." Then she spotted her teacher. 'He kind of looks like Mr. Jones.' "Excuse me, Mr.…..what's your name?"
"I'm Mr. Williams."
"Mr. Williams...can I sit out? I don't know how to play hockey and trying to learn how to play hockey requires thinking, which I can't do now because my brain hurts from too much crazy. So please, may I sit out?" Bridge looked hopefully up at him. She could tell he was thinking it over.
"Well, I can't have you doing nothing.  If you're not going to play then you need to laps around the gym."
"I can live with that. Thank you Mr. Williams! You have saved my brain from thinking!" And with that, she started to jog around the gym.

6. Your Music teacher is: Germany
After gym and lunch, Bridge went to her Music class. "Ah, Mr. William's was so nice. I hope my next teacher is just as nice." As she opened the door, she saw a stern looking man writing on the board. He looked over from the board at her.
"You're late."
"I am? Crap."
"You'll come back here after school to make it up."
"Ah...yes sir." Bridge made her way to an empty seat in the room. When she looked up at the front of the classroom, she could she what her teacher was writing.
'Mr.….Ludwig. Isn't that a first name?' Before she could ponder it any further, Mr. Ludwig slammed his hand on the board.
"We are going to listen to Johann Sebastian Bach's Mass in B Minor! There is to be no talking while the music is on! All questions are to wait till the end. And no bathroom breaks!" There was a collective groan from the class as the music filled the air.

7. Your Art teacher is: China
"That was oddly relaxing. It just sucks that I have to go back after school." Bridge sighed. "Well, at least I have art next." When she walked into the Art room, she saw a man drawing a picture of a very lovely lady on the chalk board. As he set the chalk down, he turned to her.
"你好*.  I'm Mr. Wang, aru."
"Hello. I'm Bridge. That's a very nice picture you drew."
" Ah, 謝謝*. Do you have anything you've drawn with you, aru?"
"Hmm…oh yeah! There just some doodles I did in Math, but I left my portfolio at home…so.." Bridge handed her doodles over to Mr. Wang.
"You drew Alfred being abducted by aliens?" Bridge just shrugged her shoulders. After that, Mr. Wang asked her to draw Hello Kitty.

8. Your crush is: Prussia
"I never thought I ever see a grown man fangirl over Hello Kitty." Bridge walked down the hall, when she suddenly heard….chirping?
"Hey Pixie*."
"How many times do I have to tell you Gilbert? Don't call me Pixie." Bridge reached up to the top of Gilbert's head to pet a little yellow ball of fluff. "Hi Gilbird." The bird chirped back. "So, how's your day going Gilbo?"
"Awesome! Of course, the fact that I'm here makes everything awesome. How about you?"
"Ugh…completely and utterly crazy…except for P.E. And I even have to stay after school because I was late for music."
"Well now that you ran into me, my awesomeness will rub off and make you're day awesome."
'Actually', Bridge thought, 'running into you has made my day better.'
"Hey Pixie, you're face is red."
"N-no it's not! And stop calling me Pixie!!!"
"Hahaha. No way. The Awesome Me can call you whatever I want."

9. Your Sex Ed. Teacher is: Japan
After Bridge and Gilbert parted ways, she went to her Sex Ed. class. When she walked in the class, the first thing she noticed was a stack of manga on the teacher's desk.
'That's odd.' When she found her seat, the teacher stood up and addressed the class.
"こんにちは* I am Mr. Honda. Today we will be reading this."
'Reading? In Sex Ed?' Then she looked up at the manga he was holding up….and had a massive nosebleed.

10. Your Counselor is: England
After being sent to the nurse for her massive nosebleed, Bridge stopped by her counselor, Mr. Kirkland's, office. So, after getting a cup of tea from Mr. Kirkland, she started to tell him about her day.
"Today was nuts! First off, Mr. Braginski is freaking scary! He kept talking about how everyone will 'become one with mother Russia'. Mr. Bonnefoy's a perv and doesn't know the meaning of 'personal space'. I could hardly tell what Mr. Jones even talked about because he kept eating burgers. Then, Mr. Zwingli, not only did expected us to do rocket science, literally, but he had a freaking gun in the room! Mr. Ludwig, who I don't' think even has a last name, is making me stay after school because I was late to his class. My art teacher, Mr. Wang, fangirled over a cartoon. Mr. Honda's an otaku and a closet perv, I think. Heck, the only good thing that happened today was that Mr. Williams let me run instead of play hockey, and that I ran into Gilbert." Bridge took a breath and looked up at Mr. Kirkland. He was sitting there, sipping his tea with an 'I know what you mean' face.
"They are all gits and wankers, the lot of them."
"Agreed." After that, they just stat they, drinking there tea. However, Mr. Kirkland would occasionally start talking to thin air.

11. Who becomes your lover: Prussia
"I can't believe he made me clean the whole room." Bridge dragged her feet as she walked down the street to her house. For beginning late, Mr. Ludwig made her clean the whole classroom. As she passed the park, Bridge felt a weight land on her head, which was followed by some chirping. She smiled and reached her hand up.
"Hey Gilbird." She petted the little bird. "What are you doing up there?"
"Gilbird! There you are." Bridge looked up to see Gilbert walking over. "Oh, hey Pixie."
"Damn it! For the last time my name's Bridge!"
"And the Awesome Me will call you whatever I want."
"Fine, whatever." Bridge didn't really feel like arguing with him. Then she glanced up behind Gilbert and saw one of her favorite things in the world: the swings. A smile spread across her face as she playfully punched Gilbert in the arm.
"Race you to the swings 'Your Awesomeness'."
"You're on! Of course, I'm so awesome, I'm going to win."
"Will see about that!" They both bolted off to the swings.

12. Your Tutor is: Italy
"Ve~ Sounds like yesterday was pretty rough for you."  It was the weekend now. That meant Bridge's tutor, Feliciano, came over, like always. But she wonder why he was her tutor, because…well…as sweet as he was, Feliciano wasn't very smart.
"Yeah, it was nuts. But Hanging out in the park after school made up for it."
"Ve~ That's good. Before we look at your homework, I'll make us some pasta!" And with that, he ran off to the kitchen. Bridge knew that they weren't going to get any studying done….like usual.

13. Your grade is: A
It was the end of the first six weeks. Bridge and Gilbert sat at a lunch table holding their report cards.
"Well", Bridge gulped and looked up at Gilbert, "better get this over with." And with that, she ripped the envelop open and pulled out the card. Then, she stared at it.
"What did you get?" Gilbert asked as Gilbird started chirping on his head. Slowly a smile spread over Bridge's face as she stood, triumphantly, on the table and shoved her report card in his face.
"I got an A! How's that for awesome Gilbo?"
"That's…pretty awesome." Then Bridge started to do a victory dance on the table….before Mr. Ludwig yelled at her to get off, and had her clean the music room…again. After she served her punishment, Feliciano made her pasta to celebrate. Bridge even got the courage to ask Gilbert to come over. Which he awesomely agreed too. Hey, who says no to free food?  

1.*Good morning.
2.*Hello
4.*CERN is located in Geneva, Switzerland….so I think Switzerland is pretty smart. Just a theory though.
7.* Hello. *Thank you.
8.*Bridge's middle name is Pixie. I can see Gilbert calling her that to annoy her.
9.* Hello.