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Scene VIII

P.S. Two Chapters in A DAY?! 😱I'm going on vacation next week so hope y'all enjoy these two chapters🥰love yaaa

Young America POV (3 years later; she's going to sixth grade; China's going to 7th grade)

Confederate and I just graduated yesterday! We are going to join China and Canada in middle school! I can't wait to see China at school again. It feels so lonely without his presence although we don't talk much. We still meet up Friday after school, but it's not the same anymore.

China changed. He changed his style, manner, and attitude. He has been flirting with girls more constantly. Sometimes when we talk, he would get tons of phone calls. I would sit there awkwardly, watching the ducks as he flirts over the phone. It hurts. It hurts hearing him say sweet things to someone when we are hanging out. Of course, I don't blame him. He wants control and he is achieving his goal. That means he has to sacrifice some things like our meetups. So far he hasn't canceled on me, but I know it's not long before he does.

He keeps telling me how he loves talking to me and that all his talk with other girls is fake. I can't see that. I can only see his happiness when he knows that the girls all listen and believe his lies. Maybe this is how it ends. How our friendship ends. I can't stay with someone who will easily leave me. But I want him to stay. I don't want him to leave me. He has been with me through everything. Prevented Canada from finding a reason to kill me. Prevented Confederate from leaving me. Prevented Philippines from murdering me. He has done so much for me and I have done nothing but listen to his rants and complain about his friends.

But I know, he must be talking sh*t about me to his other friends. Everyone is two sided and China is one of them. His words don't seem real anymore although I try hard to believe them. One after one, he shows his true self when I see him talking to Philippines, Confederate, or some other girl.

In a way, I admire him. His ability to make everyone love and respect him is foreign to me (Canada despises him even more now). I want to be like him. I want to learn his ways. I want to step out of my comfort zone. Maybe this year will be different. I will learn from China. Maybe he will teach me! Unless he thinks I'm a burden to him. I bet he finds me awkward. I bet he doesn't want to talk to me anymore. I bet he... I bet he will forget me.

At least Italy's still with me. After all his friends left, we were inseparable. Taiwan told me there were still rumors that we were dating, but I didn't care anymore. Italy's my friend and I don't want him to leave me for someone else. Well, if he has a crush then he should certainly leave me! I don't want his crush to get the wrong signals. I know he wants to find love.

Anyways, maybe all the things I said about China were in my imagination. Maybe I'm overthinking. Maybe... Maybe I'm just—

"Uni! Let's go to the park!" Confederate screams, slamming my door open.

I shriek, curling up into a ball. "Don't do that!"

She giggles, "the last time I saw you, which was 3 hours ago, you were on your bed looking up at the ceiling. You didn't move an inch!"

I groan, getting up, "I just had to work out some problems."

"What problems?" She asks, worried.

I sigh, knowing she's asking about political or economic problems.  "Just some personal problems."

"Okay," she whispers, looking around my room, not wanting to talk about it any further. "Want to go to the park?" She beams.

I smile softly, "sure."