You know what I hate? Several things. For example, I hate when people in class ask stupid questions. Or when some ass hole doesn't stop at a crosswalk though I'm standing there waiting. And lastly I hate when something happens in your life that just fucks you right up the ass. Which has happen to me only four months ago. What happened you ask? Oh its nothing completely life changing, only that I found out that I would be apparently representing the state of Colorado for the rest of my life. My name is Jake Brooks, lame name, I know, and I was a normal high school student in my last year. I mean I was only a few months away from freedom! But that's when I found out. That fateful day I was sitting in my German class, taking notes like any good student would. My teacher Frau Sam was teaching us the German equivalent of 'because'.

"-Now the German students I have had have told me that wiel is more common then denn." Frau Sam went on until a man walked into class and walked over to her and spoke to her quietly. The man wore a odd outfit, It looked almost like a military outfit, he had a bomber jacket that looked like he pulled it right out of the 40's and a pair of glasses. His hair was a straw blond and did this weird thing were on the right side of his head a certain section of his hair stood out from the rest. It curved upwards and back as if it was pointing behind him. He looked smart enough… Frau Sam turned to my general direction and said

"Jake, It seems that you are going to go with this young man. Ah.." she turned back to the man.

"I never got your name…"

The man spoke up "The name is Alfred F. Jones~!" He said. And there he goes, shattering the stereotype that people with glasses are smart. I gathered my things and said good bye to my friends Dusti and Daniel. I followed Alfred out to the hall and spoke up.

"So why am I being pulled out of class? And what's with your getup?" Alfred looked at me and let out one of the most annoying laughs I have ever heard. I had confirmed that Alfred was an A-class moron. He finally relieved my ears of that pain and answered my question.

"You're being pulled out of school, not just your class~ And this is my uniform." I gaped at Alfred. I stopped in the middle of the hallway, almost frozen in place.

"W-Wait…. What?!" I shouted. Alfred just smiled and pulled me out of the school. I must say, that man is strong. I tried my best to put all my weight into the place I stood, but he just dragged me like a rag doll. Once we were at the edge of the school grounds he pulled me to a dark SUV. What was I thinking? 'Oh my fucking god. I being kidnapped.' I was about to scream for help before another man came out of the passengers side of the car. He was much shorter then Alfred and a lot leaner too. He had a lighter color of blond hair. And am I allowed to say what his eyebrows were like? Its like someone pasted two very large black caterpillars onto his forehead. His outfit was similar to Alfred's, but it was a forest green and he didn't wear a bomber jacket. And it looked like he wore boots instead of the shoes that Alfred was wearing. Once he spoke I could tell that he was from the UK.

"Damn it America! What took you so long?!" Ok, Did he just call Alfred, America? Is that some weird nickname?

"Awww cool it England~! I got him didn't I?" I was completely confused now. It looked like the 'England' guy noticed and took note.

"Ah where are my manners? My name is Arthur Kirkland." He bowed slightly and turned his attention back to Alfred

"And its obvious that you didn't tell him who we are." He glared at Alfred only making Alfred laugh.

"Ok ok! You can stop with the glares. Alright, I represent America and He represents England." He said while sticking his thumb at Arthur. Great, that explains EVERYTHING.

"okay…. Now why am I here exactly?" They looked at me and then at each other. Arthur then turned back to me.

"Um, Well you are going to represent Colorado…." again I gaped.

"W-Wait…. Are you saying that I'm going to represent this state for what? The next year or something?"

"No…. For until Colorado is no longer a state…." Arthur frowned. I stood there, shocked. Alfred slapped me on the back and laughed again. I am ready to shoot that guy.

"You'll be like a little brother to me~!" Alfred said cheerfully. I backed away slightly.

"I-I can't do that…. I-I mean I have a chemistry test tomorrow! I've been studying for months!" I shouted. Why I cared about a chemistry test? I don't know, All I know its that's what was forefront on my mind. Arthur sighed and looked at Alfred. As if that was a signal Alfred lifted me and threw me over his shoulder. I yelped and started to pound on his back shouting something along the lines of 'You bastard! Let me down!" most likely some more cures words thrown in there somewhere. Alfred threw me in the back of the van and shut the door. He then got into the drivers side as Arthur got into the other side and started the car. After that I don't remember much, other then it took for fucking ever. I also remember getting a notice on my Pesterchum from my friend Krisha.

- hellishcasyem [HC] began pestering PersnicketyStingray [PS] at 07:59 -

HC: What happened to you dude? You were here earlier!

PS: I got 'kidnapped'. Not really but it feels like it.

HC: WHAT?! Why?

PS: Not quite sure. Oh the car stopped. Got to go. I'll talk to you later~ see ya.

- PersnicketyStingray [PS] ceased pestering Hellishcasyem [HC] at 08:02 -

I got out and looked up. We were at Denver International Airport. Yet again I gaped. Man my jaw didn't want to stay up.

"Uh… Why are we at DIA?" I asked as I pointed at the building . Arthur got out and sighed.

"Where we have to go is in Europe. We need you to attend the World Conference Meeting. Its where all the people who represent a country and other areas within that country gather and discuss world issues. Thought it never ends well…" He had mumbled that last part and glared at the back of Alfred's head. Alfred must not of heard him or felt the gaze on his head, because all he did was turn around and said

"I'll go put the van back in the renters lot. You go ahead without me." He smiled that same annoying smile. God, I really hate that smile. Arthur sighed and nodded.

"Alright. Just don't take too long. Git." He started to walk inside so I began to follow the British man. I caught up with him and stood on his left side.

"What is your deal with Alfred?" I asked eventually. He looked at me slightly and turned back to the front of him.

"I was the one who raised him when the country was founded. He grew up faster then I thought he would. Then the bastard has the gull to revolt against me. And years later he thinks things are all good and dandy. I hate the man." He said, and to what sounded like he was about to go into a full on rant. He was cut off by Alfred calling us from behind as he ran up. Arthur just grumbled and looked the other way.

"Alright, lets get this show on the road~!" Alfred said, followed by his annoying ass laugh. I quickly pester Krisha before we started boarding the plane

- PersnicketyStingray [PS] began pestering Hellishcasyem [HC] at 09:35 -

PS: Dude, you are not going to believe this. Right now I am boarding a plane to go to Europe. FUCKING EUROPE. I swear my life had gone down the drain.

HC: THE HELL?! Why are you going to Europe?

PS: Its hard to explain. I've got to turn my phone off now. Sorry dude. I'll try to get in contact with you when I get there…

HC: Alright. Don't die on me bro.

- Hellishcasyem [HC] has ceased pestering PersnicketyStingray [PS] at 09:42 -

I sighed as I took the battery out of my phone. It had this weird tick, in which if I use the power button it will turn back on in about ten minutes, I was useless when it came to technology. Im surprised that I could use Pesterchum so well. Anyway we boarded the plane and took our seats. Lucky for me, I didn't have to sit next to Alfred or Arthur. Instead I ended up sitting next to this two-hundred pound, hairy fat man that reeked of salami and stale cigarettes. For the next twelve hours I had to listen to stale cigarettes talk about his kids and his dead end job thinking that I actually gave a flying fuck. I'd rather be locked in a room with Alfred for twelve hours then listen to this man talk anymore.

We finally landed in Switzerland, thought I'm still not completely sure why. Stale cigarettes said his goodbyes while I met back up with Alfred and Arthur. We then got into another car and started to drive. After I put the battery back into my phone I checked the time. My phone was still set the time zone that I was living in and it was about 10:30 at night over there. I looked at the clock on the dashboard of the car. 6:30 am. I thought it was a good time as ever to talk to Krisha before she goes to bed.

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PS: I made it safely. I think.

HC: What do you mean by 'I think.'?

PS: Donno, I had to sit next to this mad that smelled god awful. And I'm in yet another creepy car. Anyway, I better let you go to bed. Night.

HC: Night, or good morning I guess.

- PersnicketyStingray [PS] ceased pestering Hellishcasyem [HC] at 10:38

The car stopped right as I had read the last message. I looked around and took in what I needed to. The building that we parked in front of was a very nice looking building. It had great detail put into the outside. We got out and headed in. There were about seven or eight other people in the conference room. One of them walked over to us and smiled.

"Oh, Is this ze one that is going to represent Colorado America?" He asked looking at Alfred. His French accent made it hard to understand what he had just said, but I had gotten most of it. He also had blond hair, it was long enough that he had pulled it into a short ponytail. His blue eyes had a weird sparkle when he looked at me and Arthur. His chin had a light stubble, which made him look older. His outfit was very… vibrate. His jacket was bright blue along with the cloak around his neck. His pants were a red that hurts the eyes. He had the same knee high boots that Arthur had. Arthur glared at the man, putting just about all his anger into one look. The French man ignored him and turned to me, he put out his hand and said

"Francis Bonnfoy, or France if you prefer. At your service." I shook his hand. He then pulled my hand up to his lips and kissed it. Shivers ran down my back and I pulled my hand away. Now this is a man I DON'T want to be locked with in a room for twelve hours. Arthur began to yell at him, I took this opportunity to back away and survey the room. From what I could tell, there was two black haired men, both short, one had a short bob cut almost while the other had a long ponytail. The short haired one wore a white suit with gold trimming on the sleeves. The long haired one wore a green military outfit, though the sleeves went way beyond his hands. I looked over the next set of people. I saw two red headed people, most likely twins. They had the same stature, build and face. Though one had a darker color then the other. The one with lighter hair had, for some reason, his eyes closed. The other had olive colored eyes. They both had a weird, curl I would call it, coming out of the side of their head. The darker haired one had his curl facing the right while the other was facing the left. The lighter haired man wore a blue outfit with knee high boots. His undershirt was black with a blue tie just like his outfit. The other had a tan outfit with knee high boots as well, though his shirt underneath was a maroon color with a black tie. The person that was standing in between them was taller, a bit more muscular and had more tanned skin. His hair was a chocolate brown and his eyes were an emerald green. He had a smile plastered on his face as he looked at the other two. His outfit was also tan, but his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows and he had a small ribbon tied into a bow loosely around his neck. He wore shoes like Alfred, but he had bandages wrapped up to his mid-calf. Though he had a cheery look on his face, he was holding back the dark haired man from lunging at the light haired one, who which was crying. I started looking around more but stopped when the doors open and a tall, well built man walked in. He too had blond hair and blue eyes. His hair was slicked back and had a very clean look. He gave off a very strict and serious vibe about him. He walked to the table that was in the middle of the room. He stood towards the front and set his papers down. At that moment the clock in the room had struck 7:00 am. More people filter in as the clock chimed and started to settle into their respected seats. I looked around and saw a seat with a small Coloradan flag rested in front of it. I quickly sat down and waited for the meeting to start.

END OF CHAPTER ONE