I felt bad for the kid, always being mistake for his brother, even worse being mistaken by the awesome ME! So I decided to make it up by getting him noticed through sports.
"Alright, the awesome me is here!" I proclaimed to the field.
"Prussia!" Spain waved to me. "What's up?" He asked. "Come to try out? Football, maybe?" he offered, holding what America would call a soccer ball.
"Sure, you want to try out birdie?" I asked Canada.
"Birdie?" the pink blush dusting his cheeks were so cute.
"Yeah, you're like a little bird." I said matter-of-factlly. Before he could respond, coach blew the whistle.
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Sophmore Year- Hetalia
FanfictionWe're back at Hetalia high! With new protagonist. This time we follow an awesome albino, a frying pan loving brunette, a piano man, and some blonde dude with a polar bear! Let's hope that this year is better than the last, but with these kids what c...
