The ride and desistanation

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 Warning cursing, ⚠️ 

  I didn't have a phone, since my family can't afford for me and all my siblings to have one. I had to ignore him either way. I am tired, and the bus ride is about 30 minutes. I leaned onto the front seat and started dozing off. “Get the hell off of me!” I woke up to America pushing me off his shoulder. He is so capitalist he can't even let me sleep. “Greedy b×tch,” I responded. The American side eyed me. “What are you gonna do f×cking nuke me,” he retorted. “I wish cold war causer,” I snapped back. “Causer isn't even a real word idiot.” “CAN Y'ALL SHUT THE F×CK UP?!” I looked and saw Australia. “Nuh uh I'm telling Dad you said cuss words,” America said. “You did too,” he said. 

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   The bus finally stopped. I got off first. I looked at the school. It had a golden sign and marble floors. It has flags of most countries except the ussr, china, either Vietnams, or north korea. The school was so big you could fit 2 normal schools inside of it. The building had decoration at every inch of the wall and many statues. I looked around and saw a map. Near it was a board full of papers telling you your schedule. I walked towards it. I got all classes with Belarus, Kazakhstan, my best friend North korea. I even have a class with China. 

   Yet unluckily I have 3 out of 8 classes with America. Fate just hates me. North Korea started running to me. “Long time no see,” North Korea exclaimed. “BEST KOREA,” I screamed, happy to see him. “Where's china?” “He's going to be late.” “What why,” I asked concerned. “He is going to the dentist.” “Ah damn I wish him luck,” I joked. He put his arm around me and we walked like comrades. We went to our homeroom. I just talked to him the whole time. 

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   I waited in a long line for lunch. Yet again I was too close to america. He was in front of me. China already got here, and was with North Korea. They hang out a lot without me. I spend a lot of time walking in the grass or behind them. It's ok. I know they don't mean it. They are good people. I grabbed my lunch and sat with the trio. “Hello comrades,” I said. They didn't notice me. “OH F×CK WHERE DID YOU COME FROM,” China suddenly said. North Korea and China started giggling. I started eating my food. It was pizza day. 

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   I walked into my English class. I sat next to Kazakhstan. “Hi Kazak!” “Hello russia,” she said. “Want to see my drawing?” “Da,” I said. It was a drawing of Peppa pig. “You drew capitalists,” I joked. She giggled. I added, “Dad won't be very happy.” We laughed loudly until our teacher ASEAN walked over. “What's so funny?!” I looked at Kazakhstan. His face was so funny I started laughing again. “That's it! You both have detention. Keep this up and I'll call your parents,” she snapped. I stopped. I can't let USSR know. He would be pissed off. 

   I started actually working. Highlighting things and annotating. I don't get why this is so important, I can already speak English just fine. The bell rang and I walked out. I opened my phone to look at the countryhumans international app. My detention was during lunch tomorrow. I walked into the bus sitting in the back. “China do you want to sit with me,” I asked. “No thanks I'm already sitting with North.” Something weird is bubbling in me. I don't want them to be with North Korea. I want them with me. I just wish they would hang out with me. Yet they never do, unless the other is absent. I'm their second choice I guess. I don't know what I did. I'm sorry for whatever I did. I'm trying to be a good person.

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