Alaska ((hetalia oc))

chapter 3

As Alfred opened the door it reveled a
Room full of arguing,yelling,fighting,and was very loud people. This only made me want to hide even more.
Alfred walked in and it seemed as he did two people ran over. One of them had blond,long,and slightly curly hair. His out fit was a purple top that was flowy and was wearing black pants.
The other man had messy Blond hair with a slight ting of red, he was wearing a green jacket, uniform style. with multiple black buttons going up and down his jacket. But the thing that stood out the most about him was his weird shaped eyebrows, they were multiple lines, some were think and long,
Some were thin and short.
They both seemed to be arguing of something on the line of
Some one being a pervert, or something like that.
"Alfred tell this wanker that he is a
T-t-" He stopped talking and looked at Alfred and his bright green eyes seemed to lock onto my baby blue ones.
"I say who is that?" He said as he pointed at me his pale white finger. He had a British accent I'm guessing that this is the 'England' that brother had told me a little bit about.
I quickly ducked behind Alfred out of nervesness.
I the man with long hair turned and looked at were the British man had pointed.
"Hon,hon,hon,hon who is zis?" He said with a weird/pervy laugh. He had a french a accent, so I'm guessing that this is France.
As he said that I felt more stares and gazes tords are direction, grate I think I'm blushing a little, o well it it keep's the illusion that I'm happy/nervous.
But really on the inside I'm slowly dieing, both litterly and figurtifly.
Why? Because-
"O you mean Alaska." I was snapped out of my thoughts by my brothers voice
And him moving aside so that I was exposed to the room.
I quickly stood up strait.
Again I could feel people staring, so I simply looked down at the tile floor, witch had suddenly become interesting-ish.
I was shore that my face was as red as a tomato.
Finnaly looking up. I was right all eyes were on me.
'O god there's so many people in here.' I thought.
I was about to open my mouth to say something but was stopped by a short,brown haired,boy, running up to me with a huge smile on his face, with a strange peace of hair that bounce up and down as he walked.
"Hello~!" He said getting all up in my
Personal space.
"Hi." I said quietly,.and questionable.
"I'm italy~ I hope we will become best friend!" He said, he had an Italian accent but it was kinda hard to tell what country he was.
Before I could say something in response the boy hugged me
I panicked and quickly pushed him of he landed on the floor about 3 feet away.

'O GOD WHAT DID I DO, OMG EVERYONE PROBABLY THINGS I'M CRAZY OR SOMETHING!!' I thought as I stared at the boy on the floor.

-what happens next? Find out in the next chapter.-