~ Chapter 1 ~

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🇵🇱's POV:

'Of course I had to wake up early... Kurwa. It's school afterall but why wake up at... 5 a.m. sharp?! Damn, I must've been not tired at all, then... Nevermind that, I have to get to school...'

Poland thinks to himself as he stretches his arms up and walks down the stairs. He quietly makes come hot chocolate, but hears muffled fighting after a while. He groans and stands up, then looks up the stairs.

🇵🇱 : "You guys mind being a bit quieter up there?!"

🇨🇿 : "It's Slovakia who started it!"

🇸🇰 : "No I didn't!"

'Being the middle child is sometimes such a pain...'

🇵🇱 : "Just try to be quieter up there, kurwa!"

With a soft groan he comes back and sits down at the table. His hot chocolate is losing it's hotness... He groans again but takes a few deep breaths, soon calming down.

'Take it easy... They aren't worth your time...'

Poland sighs deeply and goes upstairs after finishing his drink. He pulls out some fresh clothes and puts them on. He looks at his bandaged arms and thinks to himself...

'How the hell aren't they healed yet?! I stopped already!'

He just ignores that after a few seconds and continues changing. After he does so, Poland puts in his headphones and starts playing some music before taking his backpack and walking down the stairs.

🇵🇱 : "Anyone wants me to wait for them so we can walk together?"

No response...

'Damn it... I hate it when they ignore me...'

He sighs again and closes the door behind him, going to school.

* * *

Poland arrives at school and by the lockers, he immedieately gets greeted with a sweet and warm smile of his best friend - Hungary. Of course he has to smile back, otherwise what kind of friend would he be?

🇭🇺 : "Morning, buddy!"

🇵🇱 : "Morning, bud!"

The two do their typical handshake and walk through the hallways. They of course talk like normal, and the bell rings as always. It hurts Poland to see Hungary leave for his classes, since they have different ones. Well... Actually, they have one class together...
Chemistry.
But chem is only on Wednesdays and Fridays, meaning they don't see eachother very often... Though, that doesn't mean they don't see eachother at hallways, and sometimes even bathrooms...

* * *

After maths Poland sits down on the bench near the other classroom. His head is completely empty and the only thing he can do to seem normal is eat his lunch he has packed earlier. Or has he...?

'I'll just eat my lunch... I'm a bit hungry...'

Poland checks for his lunch in his bag, but it's nowhere to be seen...

'Damn it, kurwa! I forgot my lunch! And I don't have the money to boy anything from the shop, since I forgot my wallet too... Ughhhh...'

He looks around the hallway and of course had to notice... Russia. The school bully. Russia notices him too and smirks to him, slowly coming closer. Poland rolls his eyes as he sees Russia in front of him.

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⏰ Last updated: May 11 ⏰

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