Separate Ways Ch. 1 19:35

"YOUR WHAT?" The conference room that Alfred F. Jones, aka the United States of America, almost exploded with the reactions of fifty teenage looking people. Alfred rubbed the back of his neck and gave them a nervous grin.

Meanwhile, the room died down into an excited buzz. A girl on Alfred's left suddenly stood up and narrowed her hazel eyes. "What do you mean, you're selling some of us? Why would you do that?" All through the outburst, her voice seemed to rise in pitch.

Alfred turned to face her. "Well, you see Indiana, with the recession and all, Ican'taffordtotakecareofyouanymore." The last bit came out so rushed it was a miracle that anybody could actually understand him.

The next person to speak up was a boy sitting next to Indiana, Michigan. "Who are you planning to sell?"

"I thought that I would start with the Midwestern states, because they have fertile farmland and other countries would be interested in you guys."

This suggestion was met with protests from the Midwestern section.

"Listen guys, I've already brought the matter up at our last world conference meeting and there are some countries who are interested. They are flying in next week and we are all meeting at Indiana's house."

"Wait, my house? I don't remember agreeing to this. Why did you tell them my house?"

"Well," Alfred answered, "You're the Crossroads of America, aka the middle. It seemed to make sense to meet there." He was answered with an irritated huff. "Aww come on guys, don't look so down. Aren't you always complaining that I don't spend enough tome with all of you?"

"I guess he's right. Maybe this will come out better for all of us." Indiana said quietly, avoiding everybody's eyes.

"Kiss ass." Ohio retorted, earning him a kick in the shins from Indiana.

"Alright everybody! Now that that matter is settled, the hero is out! Don't forget; next week, Indi's place." Alfred gave his states a winning smile and ran out the door, leaving fifty very stunned state looking at each other and wondering what the hell they had gotten themselves into.

AN: Ok, so I have had this idea in my head for a while now and am now just figuring out how to put it on paper. My writing has always been horrible and I really want to get better, so I could really use some critique and suggestions on how to get better. Thanks you guys!