Ch 1: Bus Stop Meet

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(America's POV)

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I whined as my cheep alarm clock gave me a headache.
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"Mm... okay... okay!" I said and smacked my alarm, it broke. I yelped and sat up, holding my hand that had a few peices of rusted metal in my hand. I winced and whimpered softly, looking at my broken clock. "*sigh* I know it was old but this is bad...." I said. If I didn't wake up in time for school dad would beat me more. I got up, holding my hand as I went to the small trash can by my night stand and plucked them out. I went to the bathroom across the hall and washed my hand, wrapping it in bandages.

I sighed and went back to my room, taking off my pajamas and going to my closet. I grabbed a white shirt and a taco cat hoodie, putting them on and grabbing my only pair of jeans. I put it on as I stumbled out the door, I was half way down the hallway before running back to my room and grabbing my back pack. I sighed and went back down the stairs, walking into the living room. He glanced at his father who was sitting in the couch and reading a news paper.

"Get going boy your siblings have already left, but of course you're so fucking laungue." He snapped at me. I flinched and speed walked to the kitchen. I grabbed a orange and walked out the door, looking behind me and seeing my dad glare at me as he slammed the door closed. I flinched and sighed, walking to the bus stop and sitting down on the bench. My siblings already talking with their friends or on a different bus because New Zeland and Australia went to a elementary.

My mom dropped them off and picked them up in the car anyway, so they didn't take the bus. It was just my brother Canada talking with his friends. He was in with the kinda delinquents group, they liked how kind he was he made them happier. Mine were driven to school by their parents so I'd have to wait to get to school to see them. Man, try saying that 5 times fast... I don't know how to think even.

(Russia's POV)

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I groaned and slammed my hand on my alarm clock, glaring at it. I then realized it was 5 minutes till the bus left. I quickly got up "WHY DIDN'T ANYONE WAKE ME UP!?" I yelled and ran to my closet, throwing on my blue striped shirt and some jeans. I struggled to put my shoes on as I one legged hopped down the hallway. I ran to the door and grabbed my backpack by the door. "Why didn't anyone wake me up!?" I asked my sister Ukraine who was in the kitchen.

She looked at me "I'm not your damn alarm, not my fault you slept through it." Ukraine huffed and grabbed her purse, pushing me out of the way as she walked out of the door and got in the car, driving away. I growled and ran out the door, running down the side walk to the bus stop which was a couple blocks away. I made it there, panting and heaving as I slumped on the bus stop seat. Leaning my head back "Late eh?" A small voice said next to me.

I looked over to a boy with big blue eyes and a taco cat hoodie on. I glared at him "Butt out asshole." I snapped, he flinched but nodded and looked away. Damit, I forgot to eat breakfast and now I'm hungry, as usual the bus was late so I was sitting there. *grumble growl* My stomach keeps grumbling and it's annoying. I sighed and leaned my head back, tiredly waiting. I heard the bus stop but wanted to take a second before getting up. I soon git up and looked next to me, and orange right by my thigh with a note on it.

I looked at it, the note said "Breakfast is the most important meal of the day! Don't wanna skip it!" I smiled slightly. That kid must have put it there... I shouldn't have snapped at him. I picked it up and went to the bus, going to my usual spit in the back,because no one dare take Russia the School bullies spot. Fearing me as they should, but.... it got lonely sometimes. I want friends like all these other people have but not even the delinquents are my friends.

Everyone is scared of me and sometimes I hate it, but every time I try to make a friend I snap at them or they run away scared. I sighed and put in my head phones, luckily my phone was in my back pack and I listened to music till we got to school. I waited for most people to get off before pushing my way through them all. Seeing everyone group together bully the front school doors, them and their friends chatting. Which made me want friends more really.

I just ignored them and went inside, going to home room and sitting down till school started which was in 15 minutes. Soon I heard the bell ring and put my phone away. A swarm of chattering students coming in and sitting down, some at others desks to talk. The teacher UA walked in "Alright alright, sit down in your seats and get your pencils ready." He said. I rummaged around my backpack and pockets but didn't have a pencil, damit.

I looked at the kid next to me, hey! It was that kid from the bus stop that gave me the orange. How did I not notice him sitting right next to me before!? I sighed and tapped his shoulder, he looked at me, sweating a bit. "Y-yes?" He said. "May I please borrow a pencil from you?" I asked he looked confused but smiled and nodded. He pulled out a pencil case and handed me a bright pink sparkly pencil. "Sorry, it's the only one I have." He said. I shrugged and wrote with it.

I'll give it back to him later.

~End of Chapter~

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