I suddenly got back on Hetalia! Damn brain, now I can't do KHR till I get Hetalia out of my head, so I decided to make this Hetalia story for me and my friends. Hope you enjoy.
My names Valeria Fernandez and I'm your typical 17 year old high schooler.
She looks up out her window. Long brown hair tied in a bow, brown eyes dull with boredom dressed in nothing but a hoodie and tan cargo pants.
My life's your typical low middle class life, I'm first generation born of a Hispanic family. A Cuban and Colombian, but I'm not all that tan compared to my older brother. I bilingual I see myself Colombian, I live in America, was once bullied, and have lived in a conflict like household for years till my parents divorced. I'm not a troubled teen, I'm perfectly fine besides having depression and a bit of anxiety. But who my age doesn't have it.
"VAL!" The brunette haired girl smiled as she looked over at her living room door to see her best friends hanging outside the doors window. A long dark haired girl was smirking as her hazel brown eyes twinkled with mischief. "Hi!"
"The doors open Tracey."
"See I told you." Chuckled a blond hazel blue eyed teen as she opens the door to let the three girls in.
My friends Tracey Gale and Gabriela Park have been my best friends since middle school. Tracey a pale long black haired girl with uh, well rather large bust, was a mixture of Italian Japanese and then some other European bloods. She tended to be the most violent of my friends, to outsiders at least, and tended to be sick a lot even though she's pretty deadly with knives and her fists. She's also a year younger than me but so much more mature. Gabby's my soul sister, we we're born on the same day though I'm older and we aren't related by blood, hell she's a child New England and has Native American blood in her. She's a dirty blond, but sometimes her hair seems to look more brown then blond and her eyes like to shift from blue, to green, to brown, my advice make sure her eyes aren't pure blue… that usually means she's pissed and even though she's not violent she can be really dangerous when mad. Then there's Tiffany Mare, we met in High School and she's actually 18, she's got dark really wavy brown hair, and hazel brown eyes, her skins darker than mine and she's Mexican, a proud one at that. She's kind of the big sister of the group, me and Gab the twins and Tracey's the little sister. We're really weird in a way, Gabby's basically a shut in most the time, Tracey's usually sick, and Tiffany's busy with trying to join the army and me… Well I'm a nerd. But there is something we all have in common.
"PASTA!" Tracey yelled along with the T.V. as the group sat watching Hetalia.
Yep, we're anime, gamer lovers. Typical teenage nerd Saturday afternoon, at least… that's what it should have been.