"I'm Finland and this is Sweden and we know you've met Denmark." Finland bounced. I nodded.
"We would like to nominate you to our group!" He said.
"Group?" I asked.
"Yeah! We're the Nordic 5 I'm sure you've heard!" Denmark said.
I took a look at all of them.
"Y-You can take your time if you need." Finland offered. I nodded and walked away.
I can't believe it. I am in most of Denmark's classes. I have to deal with him everyday now? He never noticed me but now he's never gonna give up. It was lunch and Iceland has invited me to sit with them. But I declined and sat outside in my usual table behind a large bush. The only isolated table. And then I heard a mob of murmurs. I peeked over the bush to see the 'clique.' The perfect girls with unique fashion styles, shining hair, a memorable face, and the snobby attitude. I rolled my eyes and sat back to finish eating but they were so loud so I decided to plug my earphones in and play a Hetalia song while I eat.
"Hey." I jumped and looked at the person who found my hiding spot. "What are you doing here Denmark?" I whispered harshly. "So this is why I've never seen you eat lunch." I turned off my phone and stuffed it back in my bag and wrapped up my lunch. I didn't eat cafeteria food. I came out just to walk in front of the 'clique' table with the Dane walking after me. "Hey! Watch where you're walking!" The right hand girl said as she threw a piece of bread at me. A large hand caught it. I looked to see Denmark. The girls gasped and stared whispering to each other making people start gossipping. The leader flipped her hair. "Hi Denmark. Sorry for that... bread attack. It was for her." "I know. And I don't like it when people treat my wife like that." Denmark glared.
My eyes widened and I felt myself heat up. "I'm not your wife, idiot!" Denmark ushered me back inside the cafeteria. "Hey! Stop pushing me!" "Hush." He said.
I walked as fast as I can back into the hallway and ran into the girls' bathroom. "Norway!" I heard Denmark but he stopped when I went into the bathroom. A few tears dropped into the sink as I heard a few clicks from behind the door signaling me that it's the 'cliques.' I ran into a stall and locked myself in it. I put the toilet bowl cover down and sat on it in a fatal way. My arms hugging my legs, my knees tucked in, and my face either on my knees or my face covering itself behind my knees. "I can't believe it!" A girl said. "Yeah!" Another said.
"How come she gets him! I had my eye on him ever since school started!" The leader, Jessica, hollered. "Oh she is SO dead!" I cried silently in my knees. "Come on, we better get to class early." The bread thrower, Brittany, suggested. Their high heels clicked out of the bathroom. I started crying louder. Then, I heard a knock on my stall door. "Norway? It's me, Finland."
"I heard what they said and I know what happened."
I still didn't answer. "Let me in." I hesitantly unlocked the stall. She looked at me with pure worry. She walked in and locked the door and hugged me comfortingly. After I've calmed down, she asked "Why are you crying?" I looked down to my knees as I sat on the bowl cover again. "I was bullied..."
~With Denmark~
I walked back and told Finland to help Norway and told the Nordics what happened. I walked to my history class to see the 'cliques' there. I ignored them and sat in front of the classroom. Jessica came up and started 'flirting' with me. "Hi Denmark." In her girly voice. "... I don't like how you guys treated her." "Oh come on! You can do better! Besides! She treated you harshly, but I can treat you better." She started circling my shoulder with her finger. I smacked her hand away gently. She scoffed. "What does she have to be your 'wife'?" "Everything you're not." And that's when Norway and Finland walked in. Jessica glared at Norway and stompped back to her seat. Norway glanced up at me before looking back at the ground. She decided to sit near the door. Finland sat next to her.
~With Norway~
"Don't worry, I'll sit next to you." Finland said laying a hand on my shoulder. I gave her a quick smile. Denmark made his way to me. "Are you okay?" I glared and retorted "You're noisy. Go back to your seat." And suprisingly, he went back without another word. But I swear I heard a whimper. "He's really worried for you." Finland said. "I just want him to stop butting into my life and messing it up." That's when I saw a sparkle in her eyes. She stood up dramatically and recited something. "But Dear! You cannot help Love's way! It is how it is! And the next thing you know, you are DEEPLY in LOVE!" Denmark was smirking at me making me blush.
"Finland! Sit down!" I could feel the glares I got from Jessica. "She's right Nor! Ya can't help it!" Denmark said. "I told you to leave me alone! And who are you to call me with a nickname already!" I shouted. "Who am I? I'm your husband of course!"
"You're not my husband!"
"But I am!"
"I'm too young to get married!"
"But if you agree to be my Norway then that means we're married!"
"I didn't agree to it!"
"Yet!"
"You're annoying! Why would I want you to be my husband!"
"Because I'm hot and sexy with a burning heart full of passion!"
"I'll give your heart burning about something if you don't stop!"
"... Sex?"
"NO! YOU IDIOT!"
"Aww, you guys are fighting like a married couple already." Finland interuppted. "Finland? You're supporting this?" I shouted. Finland laughed.
