10 Days With Phil (RusPhil) [Completed]

Chapter 1

The Christmas Party is on January 10 since there was an earthquake sooooooo srry

Nobody owns this POV:

Today was Test Day. All the countries were repeatedly memorizing all the notes they took down yesterday. Nepal was memorizing all the Math problems he learned, America was tutoring his brother, Canada for Science, everyone was studying for the test, even Russia. Russia was not big for studying but he had to since his grades were failing and he had promised EU he will study better. Today, the Europeans were taking Geography. He was just reading the history of World War I when someone tapped him on the shoulder.

Russia's POV:

I was just studying for Geography when someone tapped ne on the shoulder. I looked up to see Phil, my best friend. Phil was my first friend ever since I went to kindergarten. If I never met him, I would look like a lost boy in the market. "Hey Phil" I said, smiling. "Hi Kuya Russ" Phil said, smiling back. Okay, I know this is the culture of Phil but being called "Kuya" is like I'm his brother. Why? Because "Kuya" means "Brother" or "Older Brother" in Filipino. "Why do you call me that?" I asked Phil. "Sorry" Phil said as if he knew what I meant. Phil is very smart. He even gets a perfect score in everything. I'm sure his parents are proud. Anyway, me and Phil started to talk about something else until we heard the bell ring. We went to our own classrooms and then, the test began.

During the test, I was just thinking of the answer until I thought of Phil. This is the reason why I fail in class. Everytime I think of the answer, I just start thinking of Phil. Bela and Uki said that the reason I think of him everytime is because I like him. I think thats just a theory, or is it?

After the test, I handed my paper and went to the lab. We were going to have our Chemistry test there. We were just experimenting some potions for our test. Sounds fun eh? We still need to take notes genius. Anyway, I was just taking down notes on my experiment when a piece of crumpled paper hit me in the face. Rude. I opened the crumpled paper and the paper read:
Hope you failed the Geography test
-Germany

I looked up to see him smirk. I rolled my eyes. Me and Germany never get along ever since his dad betrayed my dad. Like, who does that? I grabbed the paper and crossed out Germany's name and placed my name on it. Next, I crumpled it and threw it at Germany's eyeglasses. Geez, he looked so freaked out I wanted to laugh. Germany opened the crumpled paper and then my guts told me to run. Germany grabbed an empty potion bottle and the next thing you know, he broke it and then I realised he was going to kill me. I ran away, taunting him like what children do in the playground when they play tag. "Look how slow you are Germs" I said, laughing. Germany looked like he was gonna throw the bottle at me like an arrow.

Ukraine's POV:

Russia and Germany were the only attention in class. The teacher was gone and everyone was acting like they were watching a soccer match. I just slapped myself on the forehead. My brother is nothing but an idiot.

Poland's POV:

Just seeing Russia and Germany fight was all wrong. I had to stop them somehow.

No one owns this POV:

Poland, who was the peacemaker of the class did not like seeing Russia and Germany chase each other around the room. Even if he had a bad past with their dads, he had to stop the fight. Then, he saw Germany throw the broken bottle at Russia. Poland flew all the way to cover Russia and the next thing you know, his wing got scratched. He fell on the floor really hard and Germany and Russia came to help him up. Everyone gasped. Some help Poland to his seat while others just talked about the incident. Vatican called Mr. EU while Andorra cleaned the broken glass pieces left on the floor. Mr. EU entered the lab. He told Greece to take him to the nurse while he took Russia and Germany to UN, the headmaster of the school.

Russia's POV:

We were sent to the headmaster's office. Me and Germany were doing nothing but bickering on the way. "Its your fault Poland's at the clinic" I said to Germany. "Well, if you did not make me loose my temper, Poland would not go to the nurse in the first place" he said back. Geez, this guy is nothing but a pain in the neck.