First day out

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America's POV

I watch tv with Aussy, my little brother Australia, and my older brother Canada. My mom makes dinner, while dad is out getting something.

"Nada," I say. Canada looks at me. "You said that me and Russia weren't friends, or something close to that....." he raises a brow. I than ask, "if we weren't friends, than what were we?"

Canada's eyes look around as if trying to find the answer. He shrugs, "beats me, you just never knew the guy. Your friends can tell you that information, since I wasn't normally around."

I just nod, than turn back to the tv.

~~two hours later~~

"Time for bed boys," mom says. We all head off to bed, Canada helps me find my room. I hadn't been to my room yet. When I go in, it's a mess and trashy. My kinda room.

"Thanks bro," I say. Canada pats my back and says, "not a problem."
He goes into his own room and I change and flop on the bed. I sit up and look through my drawers, I find a razor with blood staining the sharp blade.

A sudden bad memory floods back, I drop the blade and put it back into hiding. I lay down on the bed and think, 'why? Why would I do something like that? What caused me to cut?........does Russia know about it?' I drift off to sleep.

~~morning ~~

I wake up and get dressed, I than go downstairs to eat breakfast. Mom, Nada, Aussy, and dad are already downstairs. "Damn, I'm slow," I say jokingly. They chuckle and mom hands me a small bowl of oatmeal, than a plate with pancakes. I wolf my food down.

As I finish, there's a sudden knock on the door. I get up and open the door, it's Russia. "Hey, Russia!" I exclaime. "Hey, ready?" He asks.

I nod and grab my bag, me and Russia start walking to school. Canada catches up, while dad puts Aussy in the car and take him to middle school.

When we get to school, Nada goes to his own group. While me and Russia walk in and goes to my classes.

I was surprised that I had most of my classes with Russia, but it made stuff easier.

I see some cat girl walk up to me. She than grabs my arm and drags me away from Russia, I look at her confused. She takes me to a group of people, than says "why were you with him? He could've hurt you again." She seemed concerned, but what does she mean?

"He was helping me," I simply replied. Russia walks over, the group surrounds me. Russia glares at them and they all coward.

I feel the cold air that surrounds him, I shiver. He than gently grabs my arm and pulls me to him. I don't resist, but I hesitate.

I recognize the glare he game the group, but I don't remember where I've seen it. That's normally what's been happening, no memories just recognizing things.

I see someone walk over, they had a red flag with stars on the corner. I don't recognize him, but he's kinda intimidating.

The guy comes over and punches Russ in the face, he than grab me and holds me close to him.

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