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A Twitchy American Doesn't Mix With A Happy Canadian

America yawned sleepily as his alarm began beeping loudly.He sat up slowly and rubbed his bare eyes.The beeping sound continued and he growled,slamming his hand on the button to turn it off.He reached over to his desk beside his bed and slipped on his glasses.That was much better.He blinked a couple of times and shoved his blankets off of himself and stood up.He looked at his clock.6:02 A.M. was plastered on the front screen in red numbers.About an hour before school started.He groaned and fell back onto his bed facefirst.

After he got back up,the time was 6:25 A.M.He sighed and pulled out his pair of clothes for the day.After he changed,he exited his room and was greeted by his friend Switzerland."Mornin'!"He called cheerfully.America smiled and waved."Whats up."

Switzerland sipped from a cup of coffee while America drank from a can of Sprite."Soo, what'cha got planned for the day?"Switzerland asked, setting his cup down.America took a long swig of his Sprite,thinking about the question carefully."Well..."He mummered thoughtfully."..Welp, nothing really."Switzerland chuckled."No way!I was planning on the same thing!!"Careful not to spit out his Sprite,America laughed,

At 7:00 A.m. America grabbed his bike from his garage while Switzerland placed things in his backpack.When they had finally gotten ready for the day of school,they headed out of the driveway chatting about unimportant stuff.Around the corner,a figure on a bike rode towards the two."Wazzz up America and Switzerland!!"A cheerful voice announced the appearance of Spain.America grinned and waved."Sup bro!!"Switzerland continued walking to a bus stop as America jumped onto his bike and began riding it with Spain."Well,Bye Switzyyy!!"

Arriving at the school,America placed his bike on a rack at the end while Spain placed his at the begining of it.In the middle was a shiny,blue yellow black and red bike.America crouched down and unzipped his front pocket of his backpack,pulling out a lock.He wrapped it around the middle area of his bike and snapped it shut.Spain,who didn't have a lock for his bike, stood a few feet away.

"Hurry up Alfred, I'm hungry!"The Spanish kid called, waving a hand for embrace.America grinned and stood up,racing after his running friend.

When they arrived infront of the school,America ran towards another blonde in the cornor,leaving Spain at the door."Hey Canada!!!"He exclaimed,Canada lifting his head from his drawing note book."Oh, hi Alfred."He greeted with a small smile.America slipped his backpack off and put it to the side;plopping down beside the small Canadian."What'cha drawing?"He leaned towards him to get a better look at the picture.Sadly,he didn't see much before Canada pulled it out of reach, safely closed beside him;consealing the drawing.

"What did I tell you about privacy?"Canada frowned,crossing his arms.

America chuckled at the face he was making."Yeah yeah."Canada's frown deepened."Jerk."America laughed loudly, pink lightly dusted on his cheeks."Calm down princess!"Canada pretended to be really angry and he wacked America once on the head."I'm not a princess!!"Happily, truce was made.For now.

Finally they were let inside of the building a few minutes afterwards.A young girl skipped over to them, brown hair flying behing her."Hai Alfred, Matthew!"She greeted cheerfully.America waved and Canada did the same."Hey Taylor!"Taylor giggled and grabbed their hands,leading them to the breakfast line.

"What's been happenin'?"America asked as he bit into a peice of toast.Taylor shrugged."Same old same old.Boring 5th grade stuff."Canada nodded.

"I agree as well!!"Another voice sounded and a tan boy plopped beside Canada with a smile.Canada waved in greeting."Hey Cuba."

Cuba smiled back at him and began eating a breakfast sandwich.As Canada and Cuba got deep into conversation, America chuckled softly."Hey Taylor, ya know, Mattie gets cute when he's angry~"

"I don't think I would call it cu-"

"What happened???"Cananda's head whipped around and he stared at his American friend."What did you say..?"

America slapped a hand over his mouth. Dang it. He cursed himself several times."Nothing.."

"You're lying."

"N-Nothing!"

Canada frowned and went back to his conversation.America locked himself up in a shaky bundle.Taylor shortly left as this happened.

America's heart felt like it was going to jump out of his throat. What's wrong with me.....He thought.Locks of his blonde hair fell over his eyes, covering a blushing face.It wasn't bright red, but a thick layer of pink layed on his cheeks.His stomach churrned endlessly, making him feel sick.

He didn't notice Canada had paused in his discussion."Alfred you alright..?"He asked,placing a hand on his shoulder attempting to comfort him in some way.Suddenly, America jerked away."No, d-dont touch me!!"

Canada blinked twice, and silence engulfed the small group.Shortly, they got up and made there way to their separate classes.

America trembled as he walked into Roman Empire, his teacher's, room and sat in his special corner.As he got unpacked,his heart leaped like a frog on crack.Just freakin stop!!He shouted at himself in his mind.He received a questioning look from Austria, but he shook his head.He did his best to smile like he usually did,but anyone could see he was not the excited and energetic American he usually was.When class started, he soon edged a little closer to his usual self, but he was still twitchy.

Soon, recess came and he walked down the sidewalk to the felid,drawing notebook in hand.He was shaking a little as well.And not helping with the situation, Canada came up from behind him."Hey Alfie!!"

America jumped up and spun around,feeling a bit irritated and embarrased,both were mixed tightly together."God dang it, you scared the crap out of me!"He snapped, cheeks tinting to a light pink.Canada chuckled softly."Ehehehe, sorry."

America sat on the side of the sidewalk and plopped down,leaving Canada to run off by himself.He plopped open his drawing notebook and began sketching silently.Once in a while,he would look up and gaze out at the other kids, but mostly,he kept his pinkened face in his notebook;waiting to be released to lunch.Oh,but he couldn't be left alone could he..Dirty thoughts slowly crept into his mind like a spider decending from its web.He slapped his hand over his mouth and ducked his head.No, got dang it,can't I just get a break?!?!Through the extra dirty thoughts of his,the recess whistle was blown and he quickly shot up,racing to his line.Shaking his head to clear his mind to banish the dirty thoughts of sexy Canadians, he moved quietly in line.Oh, but can you just guess what happened?

Canada smiled beside America."Soo, what's up?"He asked with a friendly smile.But that smile wasn't what Ame-OMFG JUST STOP!!He growled to himself.Canada frowned,but didn't question anything as he got his food.

"...Alright, what's wrong Alfred?"He asked seriously,making America tense visibly."Huh?Oh, i-its nothing really, just a bit shaky today..,not in it ya know?"Canada shrugged."Wanna ask Roman Empire if you can sit at Mr.Finlands,or Finlands, table with me?"America consitered the thought for a second.Maybe if he had some bro time with him, he would stop feeling like this.He smiled and shrugged."Sure."Big mistake.

Roman Empire had of course said yes,and America found himself sitting beside Canada at his table,not even looking at his food.He stared around for something,anything,to look at.Not much luck.Canada began chatting with him normally, though he wasn't listening.Once in a while,he mummered a 'Mhmm' or a 'yeah' but he wasn't truly listening.He looked to his side and blue eyes locked with purple colored ones...

"Your face is red."Indeed it was.Bright red like a tomato.He gasped quietly,and turned away,his hair cover his face.A soft sigh was heard from Canada.Trembling,he didn't look up."Alfred,"Canada began breaking the silence,"are you crushing on me or what?"Quickly, America let out a loud,nervous laugh."Course not bro!!"He exclaimed,rather too loudly.He received some stares from others,but that wasn't the worst part.He felt very sick.

When he got home,he banged his head against the wall."Dang it.."He muttered, digging his long nails into the wall."I'm such a dang ,idiot.."