No Matter How You Change -GerPol-

Chapter 13

Germany POV

I already left to take a sit in the cafeteria so I hold some places open for the others. I took my phone out and started to look at the notifications I got. There was one that caught my interest.

Dear Students of the EML(Extra Math Lesson)

I want you to remember that you'll compete in a competition to see which students rank the best. The student that gets the most amount of points will move on and start competing with different Students from a different school. This lesson is for those who can manage and solve hard equations so we hope you'll try your best to be on top of the rankings.

-EML Team

That's why the math lesson was so exhausting. How did I even sign up for this lesson? All my thoughts were put aside when Japan and South Korea came over.

"Where's Poland?" Japan asked. "I don't know. Maybe he gets something from his locker." I said. Soon the others came. Hungary, Romania, America, and Czechia. 

"He doesn't come that late, does he?" South Korea asked. "No, not really." I took out my food and waited for everybody to start eating but Poland still didn't come and I didn't want to let him feel like he was not welcome.

"I'll go look for him." Hungary glared at me. "Maybe you did something?" He asked. "What? Why would I?" He shrugged his arms. "Yeah, whatever." He said and started eating.

I stood up and started to go towards the lockers. I found Poland sitting next to a window writing something in a book and listening to music. I sat down next to him. He didn't notice me.

I tapped on his shoulder and he backed off. "Co znowu?! Daj mi spokuj! (What now? Leave me alone!)" He said aggressive. "What?" I looked at him confused. "No kurcze, odczep się ode mnie! (Let me be!)"

"Have I done something wrong?" I asked calmly. "No." He said. "Then what's the problem?" He stared at me with his blue eyes. The green one is still covered. "You're the problem. Now leave me alone."

I froze. His words were like a gunshot into my body and the tears I was holding back were like blood. "Whatever I did wrong I promise I'll try my best to fix it." I said with a lightly shaking voice.

I don't even know why I was trying. I could've just walked away but I couldn't.

"You can't change the past." He said. "But it wasn't my fault! I even helped you. I can't change what my father did and I'm not planning to be like him!"

Poland's eyes filled with anger now turned more soft. "I'm sorry, you're right. I just can't help. You always remind me of your father." His words hurt. I wasn't like my father at all.

"Can't you at least remember that I'm still not him." He looked at me. "We said we would start over as friends so let the past be the past. Let's start painting the future together."

He laughed. "What was so funny now?" He laughed again. "That was just too philosophical." He said. "You're right, I don't know what got into me." He said and came closer.

"Do you want to go to the others?" I asked. "Not really." He answered. "Come on, I will have nothing to eat. I left everything in the cafeteria." I said.

"We can share." Poland smiled grabbing his box filled with some food in it. "What's that?" I asked. His smile dropped. "You never tried Pierogi? That's the best!" He said grabbing one and giving it to me.

I bit into it and he was so right. It was filled with mashed potatoes some garlic and cheese. "Where do you buy this?"Buy? I made it myself." He said looking proud.