Canada's point of view, eh?

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The first day of school wasn't THAT bad. I mean it could've been better, eh? everyone kept on mistaking me for America.

At the end of the day, I walked down the hall to my dorm. the corridor wasn't that empty, but thankfully it wasn't crowded.

"Hey, America!" someone chuckled grabbing my shoulder from behind. "What happened? I zought zat we were going to try out for sports today." I recognized the boy as Prussia from my math and biology classes.

"I'm sorry, I'm not America, I'm Canada, eh? And I don't play sports." I said sheepishly.

"What? Zat can't be true. Come on, let's go find somezing you're good at." He said grabbing my arm and pulling me towards the field.

"Ah~ b-but I still have to go home and feed Kumajiro!" The words escaped my mouth as only a whisper, so as always they went unheard.

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