I sit at the World Meeting, silently waiting for someone to notice me. Although I know no one will, I still cling to that little spark of hope. Maybe someone WILL notice me today. But when a half hour goes by, I know it won't happen.
I sigh quietly. Oh, well. Not like it's anything new. I guess I'll just listen to them talk (more like argue) with one another.
"Dude, you gotta listen to me! I'm the hero!"
"You bloody wanker! That's the stupidest idea I've ever heard!"
America and England are fighting again. Surprise, surprise.
"Ohonhonhon. Releasing sexual tension?"
I laugh silently. America, England, and France was the funniest love triangle ever. I can't help but wander which one England will end up with. Either way, it will be hilarious.
I look around and notice Germany looking uncomfortable, while Italy was hugging him, rubbing his cheek against his arm. Germany avoided the Italian's admiring gaze up at him. It was kinda hard to say if they were going out or not. That Italian was so affectionate to everyone. Except Russia and his siblings, of course. I shiver. Belarus and Russia are so scary. And Ukraine just made me...uncomfortable. She was nice and all, but... Well, ya know.
I also notice that Spain and Romano are sitting right beside each other. Like, really, really close. Spain wore an amused smirk, eyeing the Italian with glistening emerald orbs. Romano just scowled, crossing his arms and turning away from him to hide his blush.
Intéressant.
"Who are you?"
I look down at the fuzzy polar bear on my lap. His (her?) name was Kuma...jinks? No. Kumajano? Kumajaro, that's it. Maybe. I couldn't really remember.
"...I'm Canada." He just stared up at me with a blank expression, nodding.
I look up and notice Germany stand up with an annoyed look on his face. Italy just seemed oblivious.
"Everybody, shut UP!!" He yelled. Poor Italy jumped, shivering in fear as the German's voice echoed throughout the room. Everyone quieted down and looked at Germany.
"Now, we will continue in an quiet, efficient way that-"
"Dude! Look at the time, guys! Meeting's over!" Germany just sighed, but the other countries seemed relieved.
Then they all started walking out. Just like that. And I didn't even get a chance to speak...
Maybe I would one of these days.
I stand up, walking out with Kumajazzo secured in my arms.
I walk inside my house, flopping on the couch. Kumajedi wanders off on his own. I sigh, staring up at the ceiling with a gloomy expression.
"When will someone notice me?"
Of course, no one answers. I'd be kinda scared if someone did, seeing as I lived on my own. Besides Kumajarl, of course.
I turn on the tv, not really watching anything. It was just nice for the sound. I don't really like silence, which could be expected from living with America. There was never silence back then.
I wake up with a start. I guess I dozed off while (not) watching tv. I sit up, stretching. Looking at the clock, I saw it was only 3:oo. Ugh. Too much time in the day. I get up and look for something to do. Going in my room, I looked at my xbox 360. Hmm...to play, or not to play?
Shrugging, I start it up and put in Call of Duty: Black Ops. I go online to zombie mode and see that Alfred's on, too. It was kinda hard to forget his ID. It was ImAHeroDude, while mine was PancakesandMaple, so maybe I shouldn't judge.
After some time, Alfred leaves the game. Deciding I was bored with the game too, I turn it off. Then I notice it was 9:00
Holy maple! I didn't even notice. I stretch, stiff from sitting all day.
I decide that I should try to get some sleep. I stand to turn off the lights and get in bed, my little polar bear climbing in with me. I have one last thought before I fall asleep; one that I have almost every night.
Will someone ever notice me?
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Intéressant- interesting
