America's little past [2]

Prologue

(America's pov)

I laid in bed, bored out of my mind as I had nothing to do. The nations know I'm the personification for America but I altered their memories of it.

They remember nothing of it. Only that I'm the personification of the United States. Nothing more, nothing less.

I haven't spoken to anyone about it. Only Lectia knows some of it, but even then I haven't told her everything. I also haven't spoken to any of the nations.

Another thing, I broke Mathias considering I was Vinland. His younger sister. Upon realizing that, I stopped anymore developing feelings for him.

Before you hound me on this, he didn't have the same flag back then. That was 50AD. Don't blame me. I only realized when I compared their names together and the way he spoke to me.

I laid there on my bed silently before sighing and getting off said bed. I walked out of my and Lectias room and went up the stairs to our office.

Upon entering, I sat down at my side of the desk and started filling out the paperwork that needed done. I then stood up after I finished everything and put it into a briefcase. I left the office with said briefcase, and walked down the stairs to the first floor.

I shifted slightly and then put my shoes on, tossed my briefcase into my car, and started the drive to the meeting. I pulled in and got out with my things. I then let the meeting and walked into what I could only call, a hell meeting.

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Short chapter, I know, but it's only the prologue. Chapter 1 will be posted next weekend at some point. Just depends.

Also yes, I am now getting back into the habit of posting every weekend when I have chapters ready.

So, yay-

Word count: 298

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