Alstroemeria

Chapter 13

I used a simple online graphic design software to make the flag. Hope you like it! (it says 'United Republic of Belvisida in the center, if you cant see it).

-Marzia

"Oh, well.." As you were about to agree to the tiny child's offer--who wouldn't? He's a sweetheart!--the bell rang. Almost immediately nations began to get up, go to throw away trash, and file out. A swarm of people began to head over towards you, and the trash cans.

"Please?!" He seemed frantic, he knew he had to go soon.

"Yes!" You nodded your head as you lost sight of him, countries blocking your view of the child and pushing you away.

Once you managed to escape the swarm of nations you made it back to the table at which your friends were sitting. Now only N. Italy, Germany, and Prussia were there.

"Frau! Vhere did jou go?" The albino man inquired.

"I met an old acquaintance." You replied.

"Ve~ Let's-a go to gym-a class now~!" Italy sang as he grabbed your arm and began walking towards the door, the two germanic men following.

"Sorry you had to experience zhe lunch rush on your own, it probably vasn't zhe easiest to get zhrough." The blonde germanic said. Now you walked between Italy and Germany, with Prussia to Italy's other side.

"It wasn't too bad..." You said, hoping a comfortable silence would fall on your way to the gymnasium.

Your wish was granted, you all continued to walk as Italy hummed a bit every once in a while. The only noises to be heard were your footsteps along the linoleum tiling.

You got to the gymnasium and entered quickly, many nations were gathered there, a few opted out of Gym in favor of club exercises.

"Oh, right.." Prussia muttered as he stopped. "I can't participate, I'm dissolved, zhe awezome me vill go now!" The Prussian turned on his heel and exited the gymnasium, seeming a bit disappointed.

Nations were gathered in clumps around the gym, everyone was in their uniforms so you assumed that you would change later. As you, Germany, and N. Italy rejoined with Japan and S. Italy, the coach walked in.

"Students calm down! Please sit on the ground." He gestured at everyone in the room. You and the rest of the nations sat on the ground, relaxing a bit. "Welcome to World Academy's Gym class! We will do some warm ups, and then you will all separate for your sports. You will get to use the fields and rink unsupervised and train yourselves." There was a field and rink? That's exciting! You always enjoyed sports like american soccer (football) and skating. Training yourselves? You were countries, you could train yourselves, but maybe he was just a bit lazy. "Before that commences please head to the locker rooms and change into the uniforms inside of your lockers, you will find your locker under your last name. They are in alphabetical order. Head out!" The coach reminded you a bit of a general from the military, only softer and younger.

You followed in the direction that the female countries went. Walking into the locker rooms you passed stalled showers and toilets. Coming into the actual locker room you walked along the lockers, scanning each name on there, sometimes over other nation's shoulders. Finally finding yours, labeled 'Levitra', you opened it, no lock or pass code. Grabbing out the uniform you saw it was a simple white t-shirt with the school's logo on the back and your flag (see picture at the top) on the left shoulder. The bottoms were simple black leggings, they looked lined or insulated, probably for those who wanted to skate. The shirts covered your butts, so no one would stare too much. You changed into it, not minding the other nations as the others didn't mind you.

"Hey! I recognize that flag, United Republic of Belvisida, right?" A girl with the Hungarian flag on her shoulder said. "I'm Hungary! Nice to meet you."

"Hello, it's nice to meet you too." You replied, turning to her. You chatted for a bit, even as you walked back to the rest of the nations. The male uniform was the same, but the pants were sweats instead of leggings.

As warm ups began they were pretty simple. A lap around the gymnasium and a few stretches.

"Line up!" All the nations formed a straight line. "To the right is the fields, to the left the ice rink. Go ahead, move out!" He said. You looked right and saw Spain, the Italy brothers, Germany and others, but to the left you saw Russia, the Nordics and Canada. Where to go?

Chapter knocked out! Will you go to the fields and play soccer, or do some figure skating action in the rink? What's your opinion? What about both? Sorry its so short, have a lot planned for next chapter and wanted to leave this on a cliffhanger decision. Don't be afraid to comment!

-Marzia ^J^