Homeroom

Stepping in, Canadaball admired the cleanliness of the class.
A blackboard took up one entire side of the room. A large stylish mirror filled another wall. A satisfyingly straight gird of chairs filled the classroom. The floor was reflective, lined with some material that looked like marble. Various expected items like projectors and cupboards were placed around the area. The most important feature though was the countries.
They occupied most of the vacant seats, either chatting or minding their own business.
The board was empty, filled with a sea of green with some specks of chalk. He could notice some familiar countries- well Canada knew every country but that wasn't important. Some were Phillipineball and Greenlandball, white as ever. Looking around, the room was very polished and clean, beautiful to admire.

Canada stepped in, feeling a bit nervous and intimidated. His plan of action was to look for a vacant seat, sit there, and wait for the teacher. When he took his first steps inside, some countries smiled and waved at him. Canada waved back and also gave a smile. He eyed an empty seat, deciding to sit there. He started walking to his target destination.

NATOball walked into the classroom. he looked around, marking people down on his attendance sheet. Then, the bell rang.

He walked to the chalkboard, and said, "All right, folks. I run this class, so you'll play by my rules".
He wrote down 3 rules:
1. No leaving until class ends, or skipping class
2. No bothering others
3. Under no circumstance, no illegal activity or questionable acts

He eyed Cubaball when he said this 3rd bit.

Getting this straightened out, he pulled out his lesson plan, and began his lecture on Roman Culture.

Canada sat in his seat when he began the lecture.
Canada was enthusiastic and jumpy, showing a smile. Cubaball contrasted him with a straight, laid-back face, smoking a cig.
Canada wasn't sure that cigarettes were allowed in the class, so he considered telling him. But on the other hand, talking to others wasn't allowed. He started debating whenever to warn him. He watched NATO give the lecture for a few five minutes, seeing him pacing back and forth in front of the blackboard. He occasionally wrote down an important point on the board. Eventually, Canada decided not to talk to Cuba, which went a bit against his morals.

NATOball was about to finish his lecture, when he saw Cubaball passing around notes. He stopped talking, and pulled out his notepad.

"Scheiße! Nein! Icht thought I laid down und ground rules!", He yelled. "Demerit! Why cannot yuo of into good student like und Canada?"

Cubaball, looked at him, then scoffed. "Whatever, Esse. At least I ain't Americas lil Pierra"

Cubaball and his friends Vietnamball and Guatemalaball started cracking up. NATOball wiped the sweat from his head and readjusted his beret. "Oh nein, zis vil not wörk of all...."

Canada felt uncomfortable being used as an example. He wasn't one to boast or be prideful, well except gay pride.
He looked at the clock at the corner of the room, reading the time. 10:57 it said. He wondered what clock system the school used. "I wonder if it's a 24 hour clock or a 12 hour one" He mumbled. That aside, it looked like NATOball was finishing the lesson. Perhaps Canada could ask some questions, or just meet the other countries. Perhaps ask for a schedule paper as reminder. Or talk to the others. He decided if he wanted to meet some people, he could start with Cuba. Though his attitude was intimidating.