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Scene XXVIII

Young China POV

After hours upon hours of waiting, we finally heard back from Britain. They are coming and are planning to move to our county. I can't be excited enough. America will be back. America will be mine. America will be Russia's. I can't wait.

Mr. Gondwana chuckles, looking through all the paperwork that has been sent by each of the family members. All of them have enrolled. Now this high school will be even better with these intelligent students. "Good job, son. I knew I could count on you."

I smile, "it's not just me. It was Russia too. He was working with me to make this happen. We know how much this school means to you and will do everything we can to help you."

Mr. Gondwana hums, "with all this effort, it will be a good place for you to be president of our student body. You deserve it."

I shake my head, "although I would love to become the President, I believe Germany is the rightful owner of that position. He is organized and gets the job done way faster." It's a lie. I would want to be president, but I have other more necessary obligations with my team. Being in the student body means nothing and I'll let Germany do all the dirty work.

"You are very humble." He comments, placing down the paperwork. Just then Germany enters the office with a set of files. He gives me a nod and I smile.

"Hello sir, these are the files of the students that are going to be transferred here. It contains their grades, classes, and performance." Germany says, handing it to the principal.

Mr. Gondwana nods, "thank you. You may leave now." With a questioning looking towards me, Germany leaves the office, closing the door behind him.

"Will you be willing to give these new students a tour?" Mr. Gondwana asks as he flips through the files. My eyes darted around to find America's. I want to see what she looks like now.

I hum thoughtfully, "I do have a lot of clubs to run these days. I'm not sure if I have time on my hands." My eyes land on America's picture. She is hot. She is everything I want. I take in a deep breath, already imagining her walking through the doors of this school awestruck.

"Reasonable. How's the art club going?" Mr. Gondwana asks as he flips through more pages.

"I have been meaning to ask you this. Will you allow the art students to redecorate the classrooms? It looks a bit bland, no offense." I say, holding my breath for his answer.

He nods, "I can tell why you say that. Yes you may. Only use the supplies given to you and check with the teachers before furthering your tasks. Other than that, let your creative mind go wild!"

I laugh along with him, "thank you so much. I'll be going now. I'll see you tomorrow!" I wave and leave his office.

"How did it go?" Russia asks as he leans against the wall.

I smile, "amazing."

"I saw Germany come out. Did he say anything?"

I shake my head, "he just handed the files of the students. I saw 美国 and she is as dazzling as always!" I sigh as I imagine what she'll be like.

Russia chuckles, "of course she's dazzling. She's one of a kind."

We begin walking down the hallway to the classroom where our team always meets. India has joined us because I'm dating her now. I didn't want her to get any closer to Russia so dating her will keep her in check. For now. We enter the classroom where Vietnam and India are giggling about something while North Korea has earplugs in as he grumbles about something on his computer.