Where am I?

Who, What, and Where.

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My ears are ringing and I feel like I was falling, falling into nothing. It continues for a while until I heard unfamiliar voices talking all at once it was making my headache worse. I couldn't move because of the pain so I just listen in, the voices I could make out are one with a British accent and a German one as well, mostly because they are the loudest. When I regain my strength I slowly sit up and open my eyes. The room I was in look like a nurse office from your normal school, I am sitting on a comfortable bed. There are a lot of people here and they are all doing their own things not caring I was awake. Wait, why was I knocked out in the first place? I-I can't remember, it's just a blurry fuss. W-what can I remember? All I know is my name,A-addolorata ,..right? I look up to see everyone's eyes glue on me in silence, oh crap what am I going to do? This many people is a little intimidating, I froze up not sure what to do. Then someone spoke up with a pip in their step.

"Yay she's awake!!!!" A guy with brown hair with a curl that stuck out to the left, his eyes that are a golden color. He has an Italian accent that makes me a little comfortable, I don't know why but Italian accents always make me happy. Anyway I was going to say something but the pain I have is still there and I'm focusing on not crying in pain.

Sadly, someone notices this and asks," Hey you alright dude?" I turned my head to the right and jump a bit by how close his face is to my face, he is looking over my face for any sign of pain. I slowly calm myself, I have to answer in the most convincing way so he'll back off.

"I-I'm okay, really."Damn it I stuttered I hope he doesn't catch it, thankfully some guy steps in and starts shouting at the guy that was in my face.

The shouting man is British judging by his accent, he has blonde hair, green eyes and a green uniform. The guy he was yelling at(and the guy that was in my face) has blonde hair as well, with blue eyes and a red shirt with blue short sleeves. It seemed like he didn't really care that much or just doesn't understand that he made me uncomfortable. I feel bad for the guy so I decide to speak up.

"Um.. I-I'm alright..really."I stuttered again, darn I need to stop, it's really annoying.

The British man stops and stares at me then asks,"Really? You sure?" He has sereneness in his eyes that make me curse in my mind, I hate it when I make people worry, it gets me depressed.

"Y-yeah I'm fine really,...thank you for worrying though."I try to wash away his worry with a warm smile.

He stares at me a little but then went wide eyed and straightens himself up and says,"My apologies, we have not introduced ourselves. I am England, it is a pleasure to met you."He gives a look that said 'Someone please don't be rude and introduce themselves', but he doesn't have to because after he is done the blonde guy pushed England out of the way and begins to speak really loudly like he doesn't want to beat him to the punch.

"Hey!!!! I'm America or as everyone knows me...the HERO!"He rose his fist as he exclaims hero. I can't help but laugh it is like watching a little kid as they repeat they superhero's famous line. Although, he was a little too loud and I'm an American soo yeah too loud. Before I could do anything else someone new steps in front of him stopping him from continuing his yelling. The man had blonde hair(man everyone here is blonde huh) that was wavy that can be put in a small ponytail, he has dark blue eyes and wears a blue.. cape thing(I don't know how to explain this so there's a picture), he seems kind of nice but his personality is a little off somehow.