Where are we? Who are we?

Blame iggy

The world meeting, a time for chaos and yelling, some nations took it like a time to let off some steam, others came to get work done. England was the former, when he came to the world meetings, he was prepared to yell at France and make fun of America. England, being one of the few remaining magic countries, always had his wand on him, just in case of an emergency. This time however, was not an emergency.

"You bloody frog! Take this!" England yelled at France as he pulled out his wand, casting the first spell that came to mind. However, in the magic world, you must always know what you're doing and never act out of rage, and that is why England's magic never works...

A loud pop was heard though out the meeting room and the nations fell silent, in the center of the room sat a group a teens, high scholars most likely. Most had there eyes closed, others were trying to regain their barring. "England, what did you do?" someone asked, it sounded like America, but it was to quiet.

Slowly, the rest of the teens opened their eyes and started blankly at the surrounding nations. "What the hell?" one girl asked. She had dark brown, almost black hair with a blond strip on the underside. Her glasses were slightly bent out of shape and her green half cut shirt along with her short shorts were a mess. "Where are we?" she asked.

"Well," England came up to the group to see what a mess he caused. "Your in the world meeting. That may be my fault I'm afraid. Sorry about that." He helped the girl stand up along with a few other teens that were well enough to stand.

"I'm sorry about what happened dudes." America said, "Iggy here tried magic again. Mind telling us your names?"

The girl looked blankly at him before turning to the rest, "Do any of you guys know?"

The rest shook their heads and one girl with dirty blond hair and glasses so dirty you couldn't tell what color here eyes were walked over and clung to the black hair girls arm.

"Do you mean you don't remember your own name? Any of you?" Austria asked, thinking how horrible it must be.

England tried to talk to the girl who was clinging to the others arm, "Hey, it's ok. We'll fix this."

"It's no use," a tall boy said as he helped some others up, "When she gets like that. You can't get any response from her."

"So you do remember?" Canada asked.

"Yes and no." The boy said, not noticing Canada's surprise when he answered his question. "As far as I can tell, we know nothing of where we came from, but we still know each other's personalities facts about our selfs. Like... We are all from a drum line, that girl is very shy around new people, and we all treat each other like a family."

Germany found it was the time to step in "Well, I would say because this is England's fault, he should take care of you. However, because of the size of your group, we must split you up until we can find away to get you back home." He sighed, noticing the diversity of the group. They looked like some one had picked each one of the worlds citizens and there kids into a group. Easily picking up a Jew, a Spaniard, and a Chines kid. He could feel the headache coming on. "Feel free to choose who you stay with but no more then two to a group."

The kids scattered, only then did he notice that each one was holding something. He saw drum sticks, books, even a doll. But the one that stood out to him was the quiet girls journal. It had no title and the pages looked like only half had been written in, but it was well warn and had some stains on it.

He noticed the girl just standing there before turning to face Romania... Weird... Most people were afraid of Romania because he looked like a vampire. Some other kids saw this to and tried to get her to join them. She simply shook her head and held out her hand to Romania. What was that girl thinking?

England spoke out again, trying to ignore the weird stares from the teens "I should have this fingered out by next week. We shall hold another meeting then. Agreed?" The nations nodded and tried to cokes the teens to come with them.

Once every one was sorted out, Germany Prussia and Italy had each gained one kid. 2 out of the 3 of them looked to be freshman... This was going to be a long week wasn't it.