Welcome back guys! This is the new version of 'Do you remember?' I hope you guys think it's better! Each chapter isn't going to have as much events as in the first version I posted, but it had much more detail, so that also means there'll be MORE chapters! ;)

Disclaimer: You should be happy I don't own Hetalia... .


Matthew walked happily into his " Canadian-obsessed" room. It actually did have a lot of Canadian stuff in it, like the Canadian flag, the walls white and red, etc... Aside from all the hockey posters and stuff from Canada, there were many pictures of Matthew and a woman with bouncy blonde hair and violet eyes that looked somewhat like Matthew's, but without the glasses. She had pretty smooth and clear skin and mostly wore a pink shirt with some type of sweater over it. She was usually wearing makeup, that was nicely applied to her eyes and her rosy red cheeks. Matthew's favorite one of him and the woman was sitting on his maple tree wood-carved dresser that was slanted diagonally to fit in the corner next to his bed that had a huge Canadian flag as the comforter. The picture was in a white frame with fancy black letters on it that said:

In memory of Jessica Parker Williams. Born: June 13th, 1968. Died: June 13th, 2006. We will all miss you so much. What a wonderful mother you were to Matthew. R.I.P

Those words were written all around the frame. Matthew and his mother, the woman, were sitting on a park bench, that was moved into their backyard because the park was going to be turned into a shopping mall. Matthew's mom said that the bench had too many memories and was so close to her that she couldn't bare to see it go away. Well, yeah, they were sitting on the bench, the picture was taken when Matthew was about 12, the day before his mother was murdered. His mother was holding the camera, making it face them, so it was pretty close to her face, therefore, not showing that much of what she was wearing. Matthew was wearing his favorite maple leaf hoodie and jeans in the photo, and his mother had on, yes, her pink shirt under a white sweater and a white skirt that went down to her knees with a small pink flower pattern. You could only see a little bit of her skirt at the bottom of the photo and about to Matthew's knees. It was resting on the dresser next to a hand-carved box that had a little piece of the bench in it and a gun that his mother gave him for protection. He had never opened that box since he got it. All he did was put the stuff in it, fly to America, then set it on the dresser and it hasn't been opened or moved since then. It was only touched when Matthew cleaned all the dust that always seemed to be attached to that box.

It's been 6 years since his mother's murder and things have been pretty good. Except for the fact he had to move in with his twin and father in America. His grandmother had a heart attack after his mother died, so it was his only choice. He's practically the most hated person at school and Alfred and his friends always push him around. The only thing that keeps him going is Elizaveta. Elizaveta is the most prettiest girl in school from Matthew's point of view. He's had a crush on her ever since he moved here. From her beautiful chocolate-brown hair, to even the smallest details on her, like the fact that her fingernails always have to be the same length. Everything about her was perfect. But Matthew knew he had no chance with her because she was Gilbert, one of the most popular and biggest bullies in the school's girlfriend. Not to mention he was also Alfred's best friend and if Alfred even found out Matthew liked Elizaveta, he would run and go tell Gilbert and Matthew would most likely be dead in 2 seconds.

But now Matthew didn't have to worry about that anymore. Today was his birthday, his favorite day of this year because he actually had a date with Elizaveta. She had told him that Gilbert and her had broken up and that she's always loved Matthew more, then asked if they wanted to go out. And, long story-short, Matthew said yes and they decided to go on his sat on the bed, turning to his side and grabbing the worn out journal he had written in for the past 6 years and his favorite red pen that he only wrote in the journal with. Matthew was surprised the pen lasted this long. He had the pen for 6 years and used it every day, but yet it still had half of the ink left.
His last couple journal entries were not that long. They were basically just saying how excited he was to go on the date with Elizaveta and stuff about how his life is actually going good. He turned to the page that was marked off with the ribbon connected to the book and started to write. His hair dripped slightly, for he was too lazy to dry it off with the towel and just let the towel rest on his shoulder, thinking that would catch most of the water that fell. But of course some of the water landed on the journal, making a little whole in the page when Matthew tried writing over it, he hadn't noticed the drip until now. He cursed under his breath slightly as he grabbed a piece of tape and put it over the hole and started writing again.

July 1st, 2012 1:33pm
I'm so happy! I guess the term Happy Birthday can come true! I'm getting ready for my date with Elizaveta. We are going to meet at the park at 2:30pm and walk around and talk for a couple hours, maybe go some other places too, then at 5:00pm we are going to a restaurant called Brixx where Elizaveta, me, and a couple of our friends are going to have dinner and some cake for my birthday! This'll be the BEST DAY EVER! I can't wait!

Matthew checked his watch "1:33..." he whispered to himself. "Shoot! that only gives me an hour to get ready!" he shouted, a bit too loud for his normal voice. He jumped off his bed, still only in a towel, and started getting ready.