"Do I have to, Alfred?" I ask quietly, successfully not stuttering.
"Yeah, dude. Boss's orders. Apparently he wants all the states to learn diversity."
"...but what if I get Papa...?" I can feel my voice shaking lightly as I say this, the absolute horror of the idea almost too much for me to bear.
"I already asked the Boss man about it, Alaska, and he said that you can redo it. He knows how sensitive you can be about Russia."
"Спасибо (1) ..."
"Your welcome, Nasya."
"So when are we drawing...?"
"Tomorrow at 3 in the afternoon, dude. Have your crap packed by then."
"Alright... see you then, Alfred..."
"BYE' DUDE!" He then ran away, and I could faintly hear him scream "I do whatever I want, Beyatch!"
Well, if you want to know what's happening, the Boss man is making all of the united states go live with another country for a year so that we can all 'learn diversity.' What a bunch of bullshit! Anyway, each state will draw a country's name at random. Of course, I'm the only one with a special condition: If I get Russia, I get to re-draw. Reasons? One; I'm originally Russian. Two; there is a lot of tension between us (on my end at least). Three; because he's like my dad and he kinda gave me away to America, although I'm glad cause' Alfred is really cool. And lastly, four; because he stalks me sometimes when he isn't stalkerfying on China. SO! This is going to be fun. What if I get Ukraine or Belarus? Shit I'm screwed if that happens... but I guess I gotta tough it out if that's what fate decides for me. My name is Nasya Braginski, and I am the personification of Alaska. This is my *cough* rather interesting *cough* story.
*~And so it all began...~*
(1)Спасибо ... = {Spasibo ...} Meaning 'Thank You' in Russian