Italy's POV
Today everyone has dicided to go to the beach...which is a bad idea... America was even more nevious, Prussia decided that he wasn't going to go. Which is grear but now I have to support America because she looks like she's going to have a nervous breakdown. Which isn't good. What am I supposed to do?
America's POV
They're going to think you fat if you don't take off your shirt. They're going to laugh at you. I felt my breathing quickening...what if they laugh... Your so stupid...Italy and Prussia's going to hate you. They are going to tell your secret... I felt tears slip down my face. I felt very overwhelmed, I could hardly breath... Why did I have to be born a nation or....Be born at all?
Italy's POV
I just came from out of the bathroom in Amelia's hotel room. When I got out she was curled up in a ball sobbing, breathing really hard. Damnit! I should call someone... Canada?! I got out my phone and called Canada.
"Hello Italy what do you need, I'm on my way to America's room." He said quietly.
"Um..America's have a Anxiety att- " I was cut off my a sudden crash from down the hall. Canada swung open the down. Slowly stepped quietly to America and hugged her gently. Maybe we shouldn't go to the beach we should just get drunk...YAH I'M SO AMAZING!!! HA!!
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FanfictionEveryone has a secret but 3 nation's has the same secret. Prussia...Italy...America girls?!! They all have different reasons let's read to find out.
