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Hold on

( these country bbs are in highschool for this story)

Americas POV
Me and my brother were talking about him and Ukraine and their relationship. After a while of talking about his the topic got stale and we didn't really know what to talk about. Canada was obviously bored and to lighten the mood he snatches my sunglasses and runs out of the cafeteria. I chased after him as fast as I could. "DAMMIT CANADA" I yell.

-few minutes later-
Damm where could he be! I thought to myself, I take a sharp turn and a bumped into someone. I quickly fall backwards. But then they grabbed me before I fell on the floor. I opened my eyes and see who it is, it was Russia " You idiot why are you running in the hallway" he asks me as he lets go of me. "Well Canada took my damm shades" I said crossing my arms. Russia says something in Russian I think and takes out his phone. "Whatcha doing" I asked, "He's in the auditorium" he says looking at his phone "With Ukraine" He mumbles that last part. Oh I forgot that Russia is Ukraine's brother. I don't think he HATES Canada, maybe Russia just finds him annoying. Canada does talk a lot not gonna lie. "Wanna come with?" I asked politely, " Screw it why not" he says putting his phone away in his pocket. "Alright lets goo" I grabs his jacket sleeve and start walking. Russia is a cool dude but he's tall, like super tall maybe thats why people him find him scary.

Russias POV
I don't know why but Im just surprised that America is talking to me. After all he's popular or what not, Im used to getting stared at for my height. People call me a outcast and stuff, but it doesn't really bother me. Im used to being the odd man out. "Hey Russia you good?" America looks up at me. "Im fine" On our way to the auditorium we saw a huge crowd in front of the auditorium doors. "Jesus, that's a lot of
people." America says. "How are we gonna get through that..." I looked at America and held out my hand and said "Just grab on so we don't get separated." America face turned red when he grabbed my hand. We walked through the crowd together. When we got through to the auditorium we continued holding hands until we got to out seats. My face feels red yet why is holding hands with him so natural? I thought to myself then I snapped back to reality when I felt Canada right behind me. Canada snuck up behind them and shouted, "Whatcha two lovebirds doing!" Immediately we let go of each others hand as our faces got even more red. The embarrassment only lasted a second because as soon as America saw his sunglasses on Canada's face he got really mad and snatched them back. Once he grabbed them he ran away from Canada and I bolted after him. Once we got away we stopped and America look back and said "Thanks for helping me get my sunglasses back." "No problem America" I said "You don't need to be so formal just call me Ame"

"Ok Ame"