ATTENTION! To all previous readers and followers, this is the new and improved chapter one. All we did was fix it up a bit and make it cleaner to read. Nothing have been overly changed so it will not effect the other chapters.

Introduction

Sarah's POV

Sometimes I wonder if alternate worlds exist.

I've always wished so, but then I think to myself, what's the point?. How would reaching these other worlds even be possible? Magic? Machinery? Would you need to be in the right place at the right time, or would a strange messenger come forth and decree that you are a chosen one?

I've read the stories, seen the movies where these scenarios play out. While interesting, logic dictates that these things don't happen. If they have, then someone certainly isn't talking. Moreover, the people lucky enough to be central to these plots are generally attractive and quick on the uptake. They take to these 'time-travel/alternate universe/chosen one destinies like they were born to it. Essentially, they're everything that I'm not.

I don't have the courage to take the lead. I'd much rather follow someone else than have that responsibility. With the exception of languages (though I worked really hard and spent a lot of free time in that regard), I'm fairly average in intelligence. . I'm too shy to speak in front of strangers (and friends, too, depending) and I'd much rather stay in my room. I channel the introversion like a pro. I'm not a stand-out in looks, either, being one of many Caucasian females with blue eyes and long-ish brown hair. I could stand to lose some weight, as some like to point out. The only things, I think, that single me out are my breasts. They're rather sizable, but that doesn't mean much in today's world. All in all, I'm a uninspiring individual, a small-town college student who dreams of...more.

There is only one person who accepts me, flaws and all: Maura.

I met Maura during my freshman year of high school. As far as first impressions went, my opinion of the new girl from Germany didn't rate very high. Everything about her was wild. Everything from her riotously curly hair to her megawatt smile, her staggering height of 5"8, her piercing brown eyes, and her huge breasts screamed, look at me! Everyone she came in contact with seemed to like her. Except me.

I found her too loud for my tastes and it just didn't help that I don't like people in general. For awhile, it seemed that the only thing I found we had in common, was our breast size. However, she was persistent to get me to open up and like her. Every day when I would walk through the school doors, I would see her waiting for me. When she would notice me, she'd give a smile that made it seem like I was the most important person there. And start talking my ear off.

But because she was spending so much time with me, the other students started ignoring her and even being harsh to her. I guess you could call it my fault, since I was the weird kid at school that nobody liked. Eventually, I was the only person who talked to her, besides the teachers. She never let it bother her though. She just kept on smiling and spent her time with me.

After that, she ended up growing on me and we've been inseparable ever since. She was three years ahead of me, so when she graduated, I was lonely at school. But every day when I got home, she would be there. Both of us are going to the same college together and we help each other study. Also, she is teaching me German on the side. She says I'm doing very well for someone who isn't a native speaker. Along with learning German, I'm teaching myself Russian. I know a lot of people don't seek out to learn it, but I've always found something sexy about the language.

We might have different personalities and different tastes on some things, but we do have one thing in common. We both love anime. Neither of us is generally picky when it comes to watching anime, unless it just doesn't grasp our attention. While Maura's favorite anime is Ouran High School Host Club, mine is Hetalia: Axis Powers.

I love Hetalia. It is my absolute favorite anime. I've seen all of the seasons multiple times, I have all of the plushy dolls, I've got several posters hanging up on my bedroom walls, and you wouldn't believe how much fanfiction I've read about it. Maura also likes it, but not on the same level as me.

I suppose if I had to pick a place I had to be transported to; it would be the world of Hetalia. I'd have to say, I might just have a heart attack if I was able to meet my favorite characters and be able to talk and interact with them. I would be able to have a cup of tea with England, make pasta with the Italian brothers, play videogames with America, watch anime with Japan, and be able to sit and talk with Canada or have a good laugh with Prussia. It would be dream come true for me. But that is what it all is, isn't it? It's all just a dream.

Sadly, the likely hood of that happening is nonexistent. And it is simply because things like that do not happen. Or at least they do not happen to people like me. It's not supposed to happen to people like me.

My birthday is tomorrow. And I'm in for a day I will forever remember.