Tumblr Fandom College; Year 3

Chapter 9

When we entered the room America was standing in the main area with someone who looked exactly like him. Although his hair was longer and his eyes were just a hair more purple, like a blue purple color. He was also just a little taller.

"There you are dude! I thought you decided to ditch us or something!" He had a worried look on his face. That was when he noticed the change of clothes. "You weren't wearing a dress before." He observed.

"Thank you for your brilliant deduction Doctor Watson. France dragged me over to Hungary's to find me something more suitable to wear. I thought I looked fine. I've never really been very fond of dresses, unless it's for some fancy occasion, like a dance or something."

"Well, you, um, you look really cute." America told me, his face getting noticeably redder.

"Oh, thank you." I gave him a friendly smile.

"Oh right. Grace, this is my bro Canada! Canada, this is Grace!" He beamed at his brother.

"It's nice to officially meet you Grace. I've seen you in class, but I've never gotten the chance to talk to you." Canada walked over to me and help out his hand. The adorable child was seriously tall. He wasn't exactly the small baby me and my friends always made him out to be. I'm sure his 2p was probably bigger and buffer. Oh god please don't let them be running around here too...

"It's nice to meet you Canada." I took his hand.

"Alright. You dudes ready to go?" America asked, walking over and throwing his arm over his brother shoulders.

Me and Canada followed America out of the door and down the hall. Me and Canada both trailed behind him as he went off on a rant about this burger place we were going to. Once we arrived we were brought to a seat and given menus. America took one side of the booth and I sat next to Canada in the other. Once we got settled America excused himself to use the bathroom I looked over at Canada and noticed he had his phone out.

"Texting someone?" I asked him as I watched his finger continuously tap the screen. He nodded.

"Yeah. I was supposed to hang out with my friend Prussia but he got sick."

"I heard about that. America had mentioned it when he picked me up. He wanted to make sure it was alright if you hung out with us today."

"Yeah. Well Prussia has been texting me. He hasn't taken well to being sick. He says he is too awesome to be sick." Canada gave a small chuckle and looked down at his phone to respond to another text. He had his phone just above the table so I could see the conversation. He didn't seem to mind me watching either.

'Hey Birdie! So what are you doing instead of hanging out with the awesome me today?'

'America dragged me out of the room to go out with him and the girl he won't stop talking about'

'You mean that girl he obviously has a crush on? What was her name again?'

'Gil, her name is Grace and she is reading this over my shoulder.'

'Hi Grace! America totally has a crush on you! He won't stop talking about you!'

'Gil please, you don't need to tell her that! It would be really awkward for her if she didn't like him back!'

'Birdie it's fine. She could probably tell anyways. The guy is an open book. He is really easy to read. Although I'm so awesome I can ready anybody.'

'You keep telling yourself that Gil. You keep telling yourself that.'

'I am so awesome that no one can be more awesome than me!'

'Why do I love you again?'

'Because you are almost as awesome as me Birdie!' I actually had to keep from squealing. My OTP was happening right before my eyes.