You were walking into yet another meeting, letting out a quiet sigh. But when you entered, you couldn't help but notice that no one was there. Taking no mind to it, you sat down and pulled out some papers.

When suddenly the doors fly open, and there stands a girl. She had short, curly blonde hair, large blue eyes, and a grin that spread from ear to ear. She wore a green uniform skirt and shirt, and a brown bombers jacket that looked a lot like... America's?!

"Oh! Hey dude/dudette!" The girl called and ran over. "I'm Amelia! Amelia Jones!" 

This was the Nyotalia America
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