"Then how am I human?" I ask.
"Wait you have magical abilities?" Arthur asks.
I nod. "Yea when my mom died I did some weird things and I had even accidently hurt Rick. Which is one of the reasons he believes I'm cursed. That's why I wasn't so amazed when you told me about it."
"Why else does he think you're cursed?" Asked Alfred.
"Well you remember in the bathroom?"
"Yea."
"I had bought colored contacts because my eyes are red and so I got blue ones."
Arthur who had been silent all this time finally spoke up. "I don't think you're human. I think you're a country or island or territory and that your mother had found you somewhere."
I froze and remember one time when Rick was drunk and yelling at me.
"You stupid little bitch! I will never know why your mother didn't leave you in the woods where she found you!!" Rick screamed at eight year old me.
"S-she found me in the woods?" I whimper. My throat hurt from crying and so did the rest of my body. He had beat me again for playing outside.
"Yes you idiot. She found you alone and she should've just kept walking and left you there!" He struck my cheek with the back of his hand.
"Please daddy stop it."
"I'm not your dad you bitch! You don't have a father and you no longer have a mother. Your all alone in the world because everyone hates you!!!" He hit me again and I had blacked out.
"Isabelle? Are you ok?" Asked Alfred.
I wipe my eyes and get rid of the tears the had formed in the comers of my eyes. "Yes I'm fine." I say a little to sharply.
"Isabelle what happened?" Asked Arthur gently.
"I-I had just remembered something. When I was eight Rick had told me that my mom found me in the woods.
"I knew it!!!" Alfred shouted. "Did he ever tell you where?"
"Yea. After I woke up he was sober again and told me that she found me somewhere in Kansas. You're not missing any territories are you?" I ask Alfred.
"No. That sucks."
"Yea..."
"Well I have an idea." Arthur interjects.
"Let's hear it Mr. Eyebrows." Say Alfred. I can't help but giggle a little.
"Shut up bloody wanker. Anyway I think Isabelle could go to the academy with us and since it's in your country, she'd be safe.".
"What are the other country's personality like um...Greece, Italy, Japan, Germany, Rome and all of them?"
"You'll just have to see for yourself." Said Alfred.
"Wait it's the middle of the school year how come you are here instead of America?" I ask.
"You didn't celebrate holidays at your old house did you?" Asked Alfred.
"No I was always in my room trying to stay outta the way."
"Well it's Thanksgiving and we already celebrated it and it was here this year but I forgot something here and that's one of the reasons why I came back."
"One of them? Why else did you come back?" Asked Arthur
"There is tons. Mainly to annoy the crap outta you cause it's funnnnnny."
"Why you little-"
"Ladies, ladies you both ugly now shut up." I inturrupt.
"I'm ugly? Since when!?" Shrieked Alfred.
"It's a joke jeez." I say with the roll of my eyes.
"We are going back to school on Monday so that gives us three days to get you clothes and stuff." Says Arthur. "Alfred are you staying here or going back home?"
"I think I might stay here for a few days and help Isabelle."
"Well bloody hell. I was hoping you'd go back home."
Alfed breaks into another goofy grin. "Yea well you're stuck with me. Sorry Iggy."
Arthur muttered a few words and Alfed shut up suddenly.
"What did you do?" I demanded.
"It's just a simple spell that makes him stop talking for oh I'd say about thirty minutes. Which is thirty minutes to soon."
Alfred stood up and took a swing and hit Arthur in the face and stormed off probably to find a guest room.

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FanficIsabelle Stevens lived with her stepfather, Rick, for years. Until one day he attacked her while drunk. She ran away with her only friend, a black cat named Shadow. Alone sleeping in the woods a boy her age comes upon her. His name is Alfred Jone...