*This all takes view in America's eyes but I might have a chapter or two where it's Mexico's POV so I'll let you know at the beginning*
Ame POV:
It was 9:00 AM and I realized that I had to head to work. I only worked on the weekends since I was still in 12th grade. My friends Canada and Mexico are the same, but I'm the oldest.
I got dressed and headed to work for my standard 8 hours. Afterward I messaged the group chat to see if anyone wanted to hang out.
'Sorry but I'm busy with a date.' Canada messaged.
'I can go.' Mexico messaged.
'Alright then I'll call you.' I responded.
I called Mexico and the phone rang twice before she answered.
"Hello?" She answered.
"Hey, where are we gonna go?" I asked, starting my car in the parking lot.
"I don't know, what do you wanna do?" She said.
"I don't know either, you wanna go to that coffee shop on Atlantic Street? I hear they have karaoke." I responded.
"Sure." She said.
"I'll pick you up?" I suggested.
"Yeah, you know where my house is right?" She asked.
"On Gulf Street, right?" I asked.
"Yeah."
"What's the house number?" I asked.
"1310." She answered.
"Alright. See you in a few." I said, about to hang up.
"Okay, see you then!"
"Bye." I said, hanging up and pulling out of the parking lot and heading towards Mexico's house.
*pretty uneventful but yeah*
