not swag stories made by a preteen with too much time on her hands

CANADA X BULLIED READER

I had no plans for this, I just wrote whatever came to mind

Basically, Y/N has no backbone when it comes to her being harassed (I know it's severe but y/n please change schools) by the Hetalia guys and Canada feels bad for her but also she-she's a g-g-g-girl?!?!? OMG!!! F-feelings??? wtf??? I didn't bother changing all the written accents but omg why did I write them out lmao

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"Ugh! Shut up!" Y/N had yelled at her alarm. "Oh....school..." It was Y/N's Sophomore year of High school, summer was also approaching. She thought everything would be well for her....besides the constant bullying

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Bullies:

Gilbert Beilschmidt

Alfred F. Jones

Arthur Kirkland

Ludwig Beilschmidt

Lovino Vargas

Yao Wang

Ivan Braginsky

Y/N hasn't met yet

Kiku Honda

Matthew Williams

Camila Perez

Mariama Nia

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Y/N stretched and yawned

"Ugh why does it have to be Monday?...." She whined

Getting up from bed she went to her dresser and picked out a just a baggy thin sweater and some jeans. It was currently 6:45 and Y/N was surprised that she even got up. She made her way to the stairs, going down them, feeling her limbs stiffen with each step down. They felt heavy when she went to the couch to watch the news. It was the same, just oil gas prices and dog adoptions. Same old, same old.

"Ugh this is boring"

She got up grabbed her backpack and went pacing to school.

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As Y/N was walking she tripped on something.....or someone, when she hit the floor she heard people laughing

"What did you trip on bitch?" She sighed, picked her backpack up and went to her locker

"Please let this just be a nice day...." She mumbled under her breath. Closing her locker door and then touring some of the hallways. She then made her way down one hall. Looking around, she breathed in the freeness of not being bugged everyday....or

Tortured everyday......

A chill went down her spine as she thought about that. Are they torturing her? No, torturing is worse than bullying...right? It didn't matter all that mattered was getting to class with ease. Your tour of the halls were quickly delayed when the bell rang, she then proceeded to dash through the halls and she quickly made her way to the designated room. She skidded while trying to stop herself crashing into someone that was walking the peacefully through the hall.

"AH!" She managed to get out before she accidentally collided with the stranger she fell on top of.

She felt blood rush to her cheeks she then held her arms up to face the stranger and then swiftly apologize then make her way to her classroom.