The photo that I put on this chapter; I found a cute Italy photo and made a Hetalia Confessions group on Deviantart! :D
The video is a video of me dancing at a birthday party!
Enjoy the chapter!
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We talked for a while and I played a game with America while England and Juli talked about... magical creatures? Later, we noticed the time and went to the cafeteria and had some dinner. We were walking back to the dorms when America asked me, "Shouldn't it be about time you take your sis home?"
My heart stopped. I hadn't thought up an excuse for that. "Um-er-well..."
"What?" England asked.
Then, Juli thought of the greatest idea ever. "My brother is my teacher!"
I thought about it for a minute, 'Maybe... yea!' "Yea, I've taught her everything she knows!" Bad choice of words on my part.
"What do you mean, "everything"?" England asked.
'Well, duck...' "Well, I'm her teacher! Miss-ter Jo-Roberts!" I said in my normal voice accidentally.
"Dude! You sound like a girl!" America exclaimed.
"Well, now you've done it!" Juli said.
I mentally slapped myself. "Fuuuuudge!"
I brought the two countries and my sister to my room and explained to them about my mother, life, bladee bla bla...
"Wait wait wait, so, you've been living with your "mother" who is an abusive alcoholic so you decided to pack up your things and both run away?" America asked.
"And I ran though the forest carrying my sister and full backpack plus a kitten for ten straight minutes!" I replied.
"She even sang me a song to calm me down while she was running!" my sister "editted".
"Goodness. You must be pretty strong and have good lungs to be able to do that," England replied.
"I so strong, it's almost abnormal!" I told them, lifting and holding up my sister with ease. I set her down. "Also, you can't tell anyone about it!"
"Don't worry, dudette. We won't," America said.
"Well, it's getting late so, we should probably go to our dorms," England said.
"Bye, guys!"
"Bye-bye!" Juli said
I waved and they were gone. "Great!" I said, flopping down on the bed I claimed to be mine. "Keeping secrets is harder then I thought! Ugh..." I got up and dug through my bag. 'I really need to put my things up where they go.' I pulled out my sister's and my PJs and we fell asleep.
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___! Get back here!
I know a shortcut! Come on!
Wait! The light's green!
It's fi-
CRASH!
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I shot up out of my bed. 'Just a nightmare...' I looked to my left to see my sister standing next to me, pulling my blanket with horror written on her face.
"What's wrong?" I asked her, picking her up while setting her in my lap.
"I woke up to you talking in your sleep. You were talking about getting something and green lights. You okay?" she asked me worriedly while I played with her hair.
"Nothing you need to worry about!"
"Good, 'cause I don't want my sister going insane on me," she said while hopping out of my lap.
I held back a laugh. "I'm not!" I pulled out my IPod from under my pillow and checked the time. '8:15 am...'
I looked up at the red-head. "You want me to go get us some breakfast?"
"Yes, please!"
"What do you want?"
"Hash browns!"
I got on my school uniform and got us some hash browns.
"Dish ish shoo good!" my sister said with her mouth full.
"I know, wight?" I replied also with a full mouth.
We finished our Hash Browns and I changed into my everyday wear. (AKA the clothes she wore in chapters 1-3.)
"Ready to take a trip into town?" I asked my sister.
"Hecks, yea!" she said, jumping up and down like the bunny she is.
I crouched down. "Wanna ride?"
"You bet!" She hopped on my back, we left the dorms, and headed into town.
I won't lie, we did get a lot of looks, but I didn't care. I saw this cool looking cafe and it had a 'help wanted waiters/waitresses' sign on the window.
"Score!" my sis and I said together. I walked in and, awesome, I know, I got the job! My sister and I were so happy. We thanked my new boss and left.
"Which way was the way back to the school?" I asked myself while setting my sister on the ground.
"Head down the sidewalk, take a left, and you'll find it."
I looked around for the source of the voice. There was this girl who looked about my age. She had brown hair that was somewhat curly and fell half-way down her back, dark brown eyes with some honey color here and there, tanned skin with lean muscles, dark denim shorts and a cream top with 'viva la vida' written across the front in red cursive that reveals a little bit of her stomach and slides off her left shoulder, black sandals, red sunglasses on her head, and a faded and red bandana on her left wrist. There was something about her that seemed... familiar.
"Thanks but, how did you know the way to the scho-"
"Follow me!" Julian said, running off the sidewalk and onto the crosswalk.
"Julian! Get back here!" I yelled.
She stopped where she was and turned to me. "I know a shortcut! Come on!"
"Wait! The light's green!" I yelled. Then, it hit me. This was playing out... just like... my nightmare...
"It's fi-" Then, everything was slow motion. I saw a car race up the road and I could feel that, things weren't gonna be the same...
CRASH!
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I'm so cruel...
Until next time, stay positive and eat pasta~! Buh-bye~!
Don't hate me!!! *hides behind Iggy*
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What's Up With These People and Curls? {My Hetalia Fanfic}
FanfictionA 17-year-old girl named Maria Johnson lives in a small home with her 5-year-old step-sister and abusive mother. She decides to flee away with her sister in the middle of the night.
