Chocolate Flap Jacks [o.c. x Canada]

"Vat do you zink of zat girl?" Germany asked from around the corner. I stopped to listen, knowing full well they were talking about me.
"She's very confident in herself," England said.
"More like full of herself," America responded. "And she's loud and aggressive and hot headed and illogical and bossy."
The small voice of Canada crept around the corner too. "I kind of like her. She's strong, says what's on her mind, and she's pretty."
"Keep looking, bro." America laughed. "She's a little too much for you... besides, she's a major beach."
"I heard that!" I yelled around the corner and walked off to catch my ride home.

I only own the plot and the O.C. I take credit for nothing else.