Chapter 49: Grace, An Experience

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               I just finished by ballet class as I was walking back to my room. I was so tired, but I have to do my homework for tomorrow. Oh, it's 12 am already? Well, then I have homework I have to do for today. As I was walking up the stairs, I heard voices talking in the 12th grade common room. Who's up at this time? The Dreamers were even asleep at this time more or less. As I entered the room, I was shocked to find European girls talking amongst themselves in different languages! What is going on?

"Uh, hello?" I asked politely as I approached the girls.

"Oh, you're American. Well, America can handle you" a British girl with an attitude said as she turned her head away from me.

What? America? That's a country... However, I heard a person laughing and turned to find a girl swinging a baseball bat around.

"My "mother" means me! Haha! I'm the Heroine, the United States of America!" she said proudly.

Dear gods, I wish the Dreamers were awake now. I didn't want to deal with this. I sat down while rubbing my head in a tired manner. The keyhole shined in the room weakly as Aerthia appeared. She smiled as she walked towards me.

"Everything alright? You seemed more stressed out" Aerthia asked politely.

I just simply pointed at the group of girls in front of me. Aerthia looked at them curiously, but she did not do anything yet.

"Who are they?" Aerthia asked surprised.

"I don't know. They just appeared" I answered tiredly.

Aerthia patted my shoulder and went to the kitchen. She went to get coffee while I looked at the girls. They were very different.

"Honestly, West and I were just checking the area! We didn't expect this!" a girl with silver hair retorted annoyed.

"You should've been more careful!" a girl wearing a heavy coat whispered.

The silver haired girl quickly moved away from her and went to her younger sister, West.

"Hey! We have been in toughter situations than this before!" a girl with an Italian accent proclaimed as she faced the group of people.

"Italy. Please be cautious. We still need to find a way home" a Japanese girl asked calmly.

Well, they did look lost. I sighed as I stood up to talk to the group.

"Ok, please introduce yourselves to me. Maybe I can help you" I said calmly.

The girls looked at each other and then at me.

"I'm America!" the girl with the bat said as she swung it around.

"Stop it, America! You'll break something! I am the United Kingdom, but I am also England" a girl with pigtails answered as she tried to stop America from swinging her bat around.

"Angleterre, please relax. I am sure she will not break too many things. Bonjour, Je m'appelle France" a girl with rose and purple cape answered as she bowed to me.

A girl holding a polar bear came up to me, shook my hand, and said "I'm Canada. I'll do what I can to help you"

Well, at least she is willing to help me calm this nonsense compared to the rest of them. I felt a chill coming towards me as I saw a girl wearing a thick, pink coat and holding a shovel.

"Hello. I am Russia" she greeted as the air around her began to freeze.

I just nodded as she walked away. A small girl, who had Nina's height, walked up to me.

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