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One less problem

In the morning, America didn't bother to wait for Spain.He knew they weren't the bestest of friends at the moment.Not his fault.Instead, he just rode beside Switzerland as his friend went to the bus stop for the middle school bus,having small conversation.It felt nice, but of course, nice things don't last forever.Soon, America rode to school on his own.

As he drove up to the side over the school to the bike racks, he felt burning anger flare in his chest.He was easily tempered.Instead of just putting his bike on the rack, he slammed it onto it, making a loud smacking noise.He growled and aggressivly snapped his lock on his bike.He stood there for a second, taking deep breaths.He had to calm down, or it would become a bigger problem.As soon as he said that to himself, he forced a smile on his face and lossened himself up a bit.Ah, he called his his plastic mask.Such a wonderful mask.

As he walked towards the front, Spain rode past him with a grim expression.The plastic mask held out thankfully.America didn't keep smiling like an idiot though, he just made sure he wouldn't show anger.He kept walking until he came to the outside special cornor that him and Canada sat.Now a days, only Canada sat in it.So that was basiclly Canada's special cornor.He waved at his friend and his smile returned.Canada returned the gesture and walked over to him."So, todays the day!"Canada said cheerfully.America nodded, smile growing if possible."Yep!I'm so excited I could just throw up a unicorn and ride it into the sunset!"

Canada rolled his eyes.

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As they walked into the computer lab, they set there backpack on the floor.Perk on being computer patrol!Canada went to do his row and America did the same.Spain came shortly, and set his own backpack on the floor, not saying a single word.Awkwardness filled the room as Spain walked to his own row,turned on the computers,and grabbedhis backpack, walking to class already.Canada looked at the bottom at one of the computers."Uh, he left quite early."In bold numbers read 7:40."Do you know what's wrong with him?"

America sighed and finished the last computer, looking up at the Canadian."Yep.He thinks I hang out with you too much.And according to him, Austria and Grace think so too."Canada blinked."But, we only talk about 2 times at school and the rest at home."He mummered.America nodded."They don't understand, and you might move next year as well aren't you?"Canada nodded."They don't understand we might not see each other for a long time."Canada sighed."I guess so."He said quietly, sitting himself at the round table.America joined him and pulled out his sketchbook, flipping threw it quickly.He found a empty page and sloppily drew a head, head fur, dorts for eyes, squiggily smile, and cat ears.He held up it to Canada, who frowned."Who's that?"He asked.

"A rats mom."

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Roman Empire was pleased that neither America or Spain has been late, and luckily didn't question why they came seprately to class.America smiled a goofy smile as he unpacked his stuff, waving at people who passed by.His plastic mask worked as always, but the plastic mask never really worked for the pain that throbbed in his heart as Spain sent hateful glares his way.Trying his best to ignore the Spanish kid, he got started on his warm up.

As Specials came, Spain has to stay in Germania's class to do a test thankfully.Sunshines and Rainbows!P.E. was onthe scedule today.One of his favorites.The only thing topping that was Art.

As soon as they got there, they had to walk laps for at least 4 minutes.At that time, Austria walked beside America starting a small conversation about normal stuff.Everything was pretty much normal.No angry people, no sarcastic voices, no lies.So far.

After they walked laps, they were released to pick something to do.Since America wasn't aloud at basket ball according to the other boys, he stayed with Austria and Grace at Tetherball.Grace was a little sour, but didn't really say anthing rude.After Grace and Austria played a game, the three of them turned to chin-ups.America ran and put one hand on it."I call first!!"He exclaimed childly, making Austria roll his eyes.He placed both of his hands on the bar and pulled upwards, soing one.Success!!He dropped back down with a grin.Austria failed his, and Grace was next.She turned her hands the opposite way and lifted up, making America wince."Er, hey Grace, I don't think you're supossed to do it like that.You could break your wrists."

Grace glared coldly at him."You don't tell me what to do."She uttered sourly.America frowned and grew quiet.Alrighty..After a few minutes of silence, America brought up what Spain had said."So, I heard you two had something against me and Canada no?"He said, clearing his throat nervously.Austria gazed at him and Grace glared in his direction.Grace walked away from the bars and grabbed Austria, pulling him away.They began whispering quietly to each other, glancing at America from time to time.Unable to mask his self, America gazed hurtly at them, sorrow in his dullened eyes.Why couldn't they all just get along?He hung his head helplessly.The pain in his heart hurt more than he could have thought.It felt like burning metal against him.It hurt terribly.

As Specials ended, everyone lined up.Austria and Grace were still whispering quietly to eachother.America felt like death on two legs.He might as well have been.

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It was 3:05.All the bad feelings inside of America had vanished as he and Canada walked down to the office.They had tried to be earlier, but Mr.Louis had been busy.Now was their chance to finally speak to him.As they entered his office, he waved."Hello, take a seat."He said and they did as they were told.The smile on America's face turned to a serious line."So, you wanted to switch classes correct?"Mr.Louis asked America.He shook his head and pointed to Canada."No, he does.Matthew Williams, Mr.Finlands class."He corrected him.Canada sighed and nodded.Mr.Louis nodded slowly."Alright, so you Mr.Williams want to join your friends class right?"He asked, pointing to America.Canada nodded.Mr.Louis frowned."What's the reason?"

"In Mr.Finland's class, people keep picking on Matthew.One in particular won't stop, and I'm getting pretty upset about it as well."America stated.Mr.Louis stared."Who is this you were talking about?"

"Kelly.Kelly Brown."

Mr.Louis nodded slowly."I see no reason not to move him.Which class were you in again....."

"Alfred Jones."

"Right right, who's class were you in Mr.Jones?"

"Mr.Roman Empire's class."

Mr.Louis nodded."Alright, tommorow you are going to be in that class Mr.Williams, alright?"Excitement glittered in Canada's gem purple eyes.He nodded."Yes sir."

Mr.Louis dismissed them and they bounced around once they left."Thats great!Mattie, I can finally make sure you are safe!"America exclaimed joyfully."I will be your hero, alright?"Canada nodded with a roll of his eyes."Of course Alfred."He chuckled softly.Canada was at last in his class.Now, all he needed was for Grace Spain and Austria to accept the fact they couldn't have all of America's attention.