a/n: I uploaded two chapters today ^^ Why? Well for one, I skipped yesterday, as you guys know, and two, I forgot to answer your questions. Plus uh...my OCD caused me to freak out over the fact that there were nine chapters and I just HAD TO make it a multiple of five...so yeah...My OCD works in your favor XD :P So I think I'mm answer those questions now!
Do you like pie?
Depends what kind. Some of them make me feel really sick. I can't handle a lot of sugar so usually it's only the homemade kind XD
Are Cheyenne, Sierra, Dallas, Aspen, and the other states specifically human names after their state capitols/cities
Yep! Although quite a few of them are the state capitols, most of them will probably have the names of another city or town in that state. I mean, really, have you ever seen a person named Denver? I sure haven't XD
Which do you prefer: Pasta or ice cream?
Ice cream. I love pasta but man, ice cream wins hands down. I like, never get the stuff, either.
Where do you want to live when you get older?
Preferably somewhere really cold, like Alaska or northern Scandinavia…maybe even Siberia!
Can you make me some cookies?
Sierra, dude, you're my sister, so….no. Make your own damn cookies XD
Are you gonna have children?
Maybe. It depends on if I get married or not. I'm only fifteen I don't really want to think about that right now XD
What's your favorite animal?
Arctic Wolf, which is actually a subspecies of the gray wolf, not a different species. The Mexican Wolf, Timber Wolf, Mackenzie Valley Wolf, and Rocky Mountain Wolf are also subspecies of the grey wolf. There are only two species of wolves: grey and red. I know too much about this subject. ._.
Can I have all your books when you're dead?
Holy fuck, Sierra, what kind of a question is that? Jesus! Do you expect me to die within the next year or something? SHEESH! But, yeah, you can have 'em. Except my manga and the 39 clues series….those are coming with me to the afterlife XDDDD
Ok that's it…feel free to ask me more questions guys!
I awoke to a loud crash echoing right below our room. I shot straight up, smacking my head against the ceiling, causing Alaska, who was on the top of the bunk bed next to Montana's and mine, to startle and look at me with concern.
"You ok?" She asked me, flipping onto her stomach so she didn't have to look at me upside-down.
"Ah~...yeah..." I told her, rubbing my yet again sore forehead with the heel of my hand. Hitting my head against so many things in one weekend was going to give me a concussion! Oh...here comes the headache again...Monday's math test is going to be a bitch.
I leaned over the side of the bed, careful not to fall, to see if Helena had been awoken, too. I was immediately hit with a loud snore. Obviously not, I thought. I looked around to everyone else. They were all asleep except for Sitka, who was watching me.
I heard a rustle of sheets from the other side of the room but it was just Arizona turning in her sleep. How they all could sleep through such a loud noise I didn't know.
I pulled myself back up onto my bed and propped myself on my elbows, looking at Sitka. I couldn't possibly go back to sleep so I might as well get to know my sister a little better.
"So...y' speak Russian?" I asked her. I suppose it was a given, since the Alaskan territory was bought from Russia by the United States. Yeah, that was a pretty dumb question.
"Da, was raised by Russian family in Alaska," she explained. She must have learned English when going through school. "It was easy learning English, though." She added.
"I gr' up on English, but in m' family, m' grandma taught m' German," I might as well tell her a little about myself. We would spend the rest of our lives together, so why not? I wonder how long our lives are anyway...do we live until our state ceases to exist? Does that mean we are partially immortal?
"That's cool. It's nice to know two language, yes?"
"Ja..." I replied, I always unintentionally say "yes" in German, I don't really know why I don't just stick to one language or the other. But Sitka did it with Russian so I wasn't alone. Hmm...I should probably have learnt Spanish, since there are a lot of Hispanics in my state. Oh, well, I have plenty of time to learn it, I suppose. It's not that hard to learn a new language.
And that's when I heard another crash from below. Both Alaska and I jumped at the sudden noise. It also woke up Wyoming and Nevada, who were sharing another bunk. Hawaii slowly opened her eyes, fisting them, while Arizona turned back around on her top bunk, facing the room and yawning. Montana, on the other hand, was soon found to be a morning person...not.
"What the hell was that?" She shrieked, thrashing off her covers and getting up.
"Dude, just chill," Nevada groaned, slowly rising from her place underneath Wyoming. The way she got up reminded my of a vampire rising from a coffin. Cool…maybe she is one… I put a hand over my mouth to hide my laugh. Preposterous!
"Hey, let's just go downstairs and check it out!" Lulu exclaimed, standing up from her bed and climbing the ladder up to Arizona. "Get up, lazy!"
Arizona groaned, "Five more minutes..." she turned away from Hawaii, trying to fall back asleep.
"Ugh, just leave her." Montana said, opening the door, "Are you guys coming down?"
I climbed down from my perch, careful not to slip on a rung and end up falling. Sitka just swung her legs over, being able to touch the lower bunk with her feet, and lightly sprang off. Her long silver locks were sticking out wildly, tangling around her ears. Cheyenne actually climbed down her ladder, but jumped off at the second rung from the floor. Lulu ran to the door to catch up with Helena, leaving Arizona to get up herself, which she did with much grumbling. Sierra had already walked out the door, Cheyenne following her.
I noticed that there was an empty bunk under Alaska's that I hadn't noticed before.
"For guests," Sitka said, trying to comb through her hair with her fingers. "But we have not had friends over yet."
"Oh, m'kay." That makes sense.
Sedona was still rubbing her eyes, but she was walking at the same time. I watched as she slammed right into the wall beside the doorway.
"Dammit...," she grumbled, taking a step back and then continuing through the door. I hope she doesn't fall down the stairs.
Sitka was brushing through her hair still, now with a brush she must have gotten from the large vanity-desk-thing in the room opposite the beds. "Go, I will be there soon," she told me, waving her hand in a way that suggested I go with the others. I followed her advice and left the room.
The others must have run downstairs, because they were nowhere in sight. I managed to remember that I needed to take a left and then go down the stairs, but I had no idea where to go after that. I stood at the bottom of the stairs, trying to figure out where everyone had gone.
I knew immediately where everyone was when another bang rang through the house.
"Bloody hell, what is that?" A very annoyed England screamed, storming past me into the next room. He must have spent the night here. I followed him into what I assumed was the kitchen.
Although, it didn't look like much of a kitchen right now- flour was spilt across the counter and there was some on the floor, something had exploded in the microwave, and silverware was strewn around the floor. California and two other boys I didn't recognize were also covered in flour, and one of them had the same substance stuck to him as was in the microwave. The girls who had left the room in such a hurry were standing there in shock, as well as England and I. America came running into the room behind, stopping short.
"What...did you do?" He asked the three boys.
"Well, I was trying to make biscuits, but the flour had a hole in it, so when I tried to shake some flour out it went everywhere..." Diego started, then, realizing the other two weren't going to speak up, continued.
"And then Emmett tried to make some oatmeal, but he cooked it too long and it exploded...and Pecos was gonna set the table but he tripped, and the utensils went flyin'." He pointed to each boy as he mentioned him, Emmett was the one with oatmeal splattered on his shirt and Pecos had only a little bit of flour on him, but he had a cut on the top of his foot, probably from a knife.
This was going to be another long day of my very long life…
a/n: Yes, there is a town called Emmett, and a town called Pecos. I'm not going to tell you guys what states they are until next chapter…unless you figure it out yourselves :P Diego is obviously California. Like…ya know…San Diego? –sighs-
There's even a town called Pie Town down in New Mexico...crazy, huh?
Questions!
1. Have you ever had a kitchen mishap? I have….multiple times. Including exploding oatmeal XD
2. Are you a morning person? I'm not. I get up at noon most summer days XD and then fall asleep between 11-12 at night, sometimes 1. My internal clock is really screwed up. I need to live in a different time zone XD
3. Any states you want to see soon? I'm thinking about bringing in Indiana, New York, and Oregon in sometime soon so keep a lookout for them! :D
4. Any ideas on why England spent the night? (*wink, wink*) MUAHAHAHAHA! :P no seriously I actually have like this evil smirk on my face as I'm typing this….hehehe~ And I'm giggling a bit, too. XD
5. Which states do you think Emmett and Pecos are? Go ahead and guess! (hint: they're both Western states)
Alright! That fourth question put me in a great mood! Feel free to ask me more questions! I will seriously answer anything with a question mark at the end!
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