Recap from last chapter: America grinned, "well, I wouldn't say that." Suddenly, the flaming circle transformed into a giant flaming Eagle. "Well well well, looks like someone's been busy."
"You like it!" America shouted.
[Nobody's POV]
America made his way closer to the Chinese, a big smile kept on his face. The flaming eagle followed it's master. China stared at the flaming eagle, "so...you finally figured it out." The American gave a slight giggle, he lifted his arm up for the bird to land. The bird's size seemed to change as it got closer.
"Pretty cool right?" America replied back giving the bird some treats, "I even taught it some tricks." China looked at the eagle, "what's it's name?" America looked at the bird on his arm with his thinking face on. He turned back to China and threw the bird at him, "umm I don't know, but all I know is that he's pretty cool."
Before the Chinese could react, the bird had disappeared into flames. China stared at America confused, "wha- what was that all about?!" America stared at him, "For bein' a jerk. JERK." After he said that, the American started running away from the angry country chasing him.
Suddenly, the first bell rang and the rest of the students started making their way to class. Meanwhile, the two countries were still chasing each other in a circle. America stopped in his tracks when he saw a familiar figure heading towards them. 'Dad?' America thought to himself as China caught up to him. China put a hand on the American's shoulder, "ha- well, I'm off to class see ya later loser."
"Wha-a-I- UGhGh! JERK!" America responded making a fist. The Chinese ran off to class leaving America alone. Although, he wasn't technically alone..
"America?" A familiar voice spoke up from behind America. Startled, the American turned around. 'Yep, it was dad alright.' The man wore a black suit, his hair was neat and he spoke with an accent. "What the bloody hell are you doing out here. Shouldn't you be in class?"
"Uhh, I was...I just- forgot my..backpack out here." America looked around as he fiddled with his fingers. The other country wasn't having it and asked a second question, "oh really? Why are you out here without your restrainers on?" America looked up with a guilty look on his face.
He lifted his hands to see that he did not have his restraining cuffs on. 'Shoot I forgot..'
[America's POV]
I looked at dad who seemed really pissed at me. I gave a small smile and nervously laughed. "Oh..you see, I forgot to put it on this morning." I said as I got out my cuffs from my pocket. My dad took them and activated them. I looked at him annoyed, I hated the cuffs so much. My parents made me wear these annoying cuffs ever since my ability awakened.
Before I even got to tell him another excuse, he had already put the cuffs on my wrists. The restraining cuffs are pretty normal for everyone..even adults, but I don't really get why we wear these. Sure, I know it's for safety and stuff, but like..they're restraining us! It doesn't really let us be free ya know? It's like a punishment or something, which in my case it is..sort of.
"Alright, now that that's out of the way, you should head to class." My dad said ruffling my hair.
"...you..didn't comb your hair did you?" I gave him a guilty smile, "I guess...but I like it this way." He gave me one last pat on the head. (He was probably trying to make it neat but failed ha-)
"Fine, get to class already. Today's the big day isn't it?"
'Oh shoot! I'm late!' "Fine." I replied.
As I headed towards the building I heard my dad calling for me, "Oi! Don't forget to fix your hair! It's a mess!"
I grumbled under my breath. "I think it's fine."
I made my way towards the building and grabbed my backpack next to the stairs. As I was walking, I checked my phone. 'Huh.. Canada's texting me.' I looked at the notifications that he sent me.
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< (bro where r u)
< (class is starting..)
< (Are you skipping class again?)
< (Did you get in a fight???)
< (Where are u???)
(Nada..I'm fine lol) >
< (Y weren't u answering...)
(I was busy) >
(I'm heading to class right now!) >
< (Hurry then)
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Wow..who would've thought my brother would text in class. Anyways, I decided to walk around for a while. I went to my locker, took out some notebooks and stuff. When I slammed my locker, I saw a familiar figure standing alone in the hallway.
(And as always..RusAme slowly approaches the chapter)
'Russia?'
Russia turned around facing me. We both froze for a second..
His seemed annoyed by my presence, so naturally I walked away- sike! I turned back and walked towards him. I cracked the biggest smile I could do and waved at him.
He seemed even more confused and annoyed, he just glared at me and turned around. I grumbled under my breath and tapped his shoulder.
He ignored me.
I tapped his shoulder again, "uhm..hello? Anyone there??" I kept tapping his shoulder until he would turn around and respond.
"HelloooooooooooOoOoOoooOoOOo-"
"Will you cut that out!"
I stopped what I was doing and lifted my glasses up, "Maybe.."
I couldn't tell if he was frustrated or not, but I could tell he was super happy to see me. (Not >:D) I cracked an even bigger smile. I walked over next to him, "so..what's a guy like you doing out here?"
No response.
'I need to get into his head somehow..'
"No way, you got in trouble-"
"Oh shut up already! I did not get in trouble!" The Russian answered angrily. He turned away and continued to ignore my question.
"Then what! You didn't answer my question! Not my fault that I thought you were being punished or something!" I replied back, sliding my glasses down. I looked around the hallway, 'empty'. It was the only word I could think off...well, aside from 'asshole'. (But that's off topic)
To be completely honest, I was actually planning on skipping class today due to the whole 'being late' situation. Plus, I've got Russia to accompany me- and..he's walking away.
Russia was walking the opposite direction of where the classrooms were. He didn't seem to care though..
I tried catching up to him. When I finally caught up, I tried jumping on him, "hey! It's me again!" The Russian glared back and continued walking. I tried keeping up with his pace. (He's a fast walker-)
*Ding!
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<(Ame! Where are u)
<(class started 15 mins ago!)
<(did u lie to me?!)
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'Shit, my brother.' I mean...he's kinda protective and like..I don't know..old. I wouldn't blame him though, he's like this because of ✨ME ✨I was the reason he got so over protective and responsible.
I looked up from my phone, I noticed Russia was staring at me. "Uhhh, you know..just a text about- you know. Me?" Russia stared at me even more. He grabbed my phone and placed it in front of my face. (How did he know he needed my face to unlock it??) Before I could even grab it back, he pushed me away and began scrolling through my messages.
"Why are you skipping class?" He asked. I yanked the phone out of his hand and looked at him, "None of your damn business."
After that, everything went silent. I was still frustrated on how he knew how to unlock my phone. I crossed my arms and continued to walk.
"You're wondering how I did it."
"Huh? I-"
"Boys!" A familiar voice appeared from behind us. I turned around, 'Ah shit, it's UN.' I groaned as he walked closer to us. Surprisingly, Russia seemed unaffected by any of this.
"What on earth are you guys doing here? You guys were supposed to be in class!" UN yelled at us. Honestly, this happened so many times. Ever since I was in kindergarten, I liked sneaking out of class a lot. And every time I do, there's always someone who finds me and gets me in trouble.
"Both of you go back to your classes right now!"
"With all do respect sir, I ammm technically-"
"I don't care! Just go back to class already, you'll be skipping a few classes anyway due to the tryouts."
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Wow, can't believe I had to make a part 2 for this chapter.
Anyhoo, hav a great day thanks for readin' (also, how are there views on this? I'm surprised people read this. It clearly sucks 🤣 lol)