Hello~ Author's Note here~ Yeah! I consider this my first story because my real first story I'm putting on hold. I have written most of the first chapter for it but I'm busy and lazy and school is a bitch. I also need to figure out the plot. Also I don't know when I will update THIS story. I luckily wrote a couple chapters before posting this so I'll try updating every week. PS I love Romania! He needs more love!
The bell rand and the sounds of packing up could be heard. Romania got up from his chair, books in hand waiting for his 'favorite people'. He didn't even flinch when the books were knocked out of his hands and the insults poured in. "Hey vampire fag, what dick –I mean neck are you sucking tonight!" A chorus of laughs followed. Romania just sighed. He bent over to grab his books aware of the eyes staring at him. He was used to it. Walking out of the classroom everyone cleared a path. "Isn't that him" "I heard he kills 5 guys every night" "What a monster" "I heard his parents abandoned him" "Ha! I would too if he were my son" Romania just brushed it off. He'd been at this school for years and even at the beginning no one liked him. Rumors upon rumors about him flew around the school. To them he was a gay vampire who was abandoned by his own parents. He didn't care. He let them think what they wanted. Finally he reached the door out but something was blocking his way. A group of girls pushed a very scared looking girl towards him. The timid girl slowly walked up to him. Now he was really confused. No girls ever had anything to do with him. "Um…um" she stuttered. "Um…hi." Romania smiled trying not to scare her. "Um…um…Is it true you're a vampire" Romania immediately glared "And what if it is true?" His voice came out colder than he expected. The girl flinched and ran, the others close behind. He then felt a hand on his shoulder. "Hey vampire fag, what's going on here" His head soon connected with a nearby locker. "Don't ever talk to those girls again" A hit to the stomach and he fell to the floor. "Yeah stupid fag" Numerous kicks connected all over his body. He felt himself being lifted off the floor by his collar and slammed into the lockers. "P-put me down you b-bastard" Romania still had a little fight in him. A fist connected with his face. It was sure to leave a bruise. "YOU FUCKING FREAK!" His head slammed against the locker again. He was dropped onto the floor, unable to move anymore. His vision was getting blurry. Voices faded in and out. The only thing he could really make out was "Why doesn't he just kill himself, I mean, it's not like anyone likes him" and that's when everything went black.
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He awoke to something cold and metallic poking his stomach. He swatted it away. "You're alive! That's a shame." The familiar voice of one of his other 'favorite' people drifted into his ears. "S-shut up" Romania was pissed and didn't feel like dealing with HER at the moment. He managed to get one eye open –the other swollen shut- to see the smiling face of Hungary. "They really did a number on you this time" She twisted her frying pan in her hands and laughed. "Man, you look worse than that kid that touched Austria's piano" She laughed even more. "JUST SHUT UP!" Romania tried to get up and then noticed…..blood? It was all over the floor surrounding him. He gripped his shirt and shivered. He slowly looked down. His shirt was stained red and his hand now had a red tint. Romania's heart raced. He tried to get up again but didn't have the strength. Pain shot through his body as he fell again. "Hey! Do you want to lose anymore blood! Sit down!" Hungary pushed him down only to get her hands slapped away. Romania unsteadily got to his feet despite the protests from this throbbing head and Hungary. He was exhausted from just standing. He just stalked off like nothing happened. "Hey! Get your ass back here!" Hungary dangerously waved her frying pan. Romania just ignored her and walked to the door. "Hey! Are you listening to me!" Hungary yelled. He opened the door and a chill hit them both. It was pouring. 'When did it start raining' Romania thought to himself. "Romania!" A very dangerous tone. "What time is it?" He brushed it off. "About 4 o'clock! Now get your ass…" "CRAP! 4 o'clock! I need to go!" He rushed out like he really needed to get somewhere. He really just wanted to get away. Within a second he was drenched, "Hey! Idiot! You don't even have an umbrella!" He acted like he hadn't heard her. It had been too close. "S-so much blood" he whispered to himself. He licked some of the blood off his hand. It had been way too close.
BTW I know Hungary's human name but I don't know Romania's so I just went with the country name. I think Vladimir would be a good name for Romania.
PS I feel bad for Romania T^T I've been bullied like this before and it really messes you up!