[Warning: States meeting, Nebraska and Maine with potty mouths, and states arguing for no reason :]

State name: New Hampshire
Real name: Richard J. Pierce
State nickname: The Granite State
Height: 5"2
Age: 16(appears) 223(real age)
Birthday: June 21
Capital: Concord
State animal: Purple Finch
Fact: Artificial rain, first used near Concord in 1947 to fight a forest fire
Gender: Male
Appearance: In height, New Hampshire is the same height of Pennsylvania, however, he has very dissimilar attributes. His hair is always in the same curly curl after curl piled on top of his head. New Hampshire's eye color is a deep emerald green (and looks shiny in sunlight~). Over it all, he has slightly tanned skin. He also seems to always have a set of fingerless gloves to represent Manchester, New Hampshire (his largest city).
Personality: New Hampshire is a rather timid character (with an obsession of being punctual). He likes to stay quiet and peaceful most of the time. Although his personality goes haywire when Maine's around...He has problems getting along with New York and Maryland from time to time and gets along well with Vermont, Maine, and (Uncle) Canada.
Bio: The region was first explored by Martin Pring (1603) and Samuel de Champlain (1605). In 1620 the Council for New England, formerly the Plymouth Company, received a royal grant of land between lat. 40°N and 48°N. One of the Council's leaders, Sir Ferdinando Gorges, formed a partnership with Capt. John Mason and in 1622 obtained rights between the Merrimack and Kennebec rivers, then called the province of Maine. By a division Mason took (1629) the area between the Piscataqua and the Merrimack, naming it New Hampshire. Portsmouth was founded by farmers and fishermen in 1630. Through claims based on a misinterpretation of its charter, Massachusetts annexed S New Hampshire between 1641 and 1643. Although New Hampshire was proclaimed a royal colony in 1679, Massachusetts continued to press land claims until the two colonies finally agreed on the eastern and southern boundaries (1739–41). Although they were technically independent of each other, the crown habitually appointed a single man to govern both colonies until 1741, when Benning Wentworth was made the first governor of New Hampshire alone.

Title: The Switzerland of America, a pissed Maine,... and a missing Virginia

"Maine, stop pushing!" New Hampshire called.

"I'm not pushing!" Maine replied with some effort.

"Chill it you guys! We're not down here to argue!" Vermont yelled over them.

"This makes no sense, why are we down here anyways?" New Hampshire whined.

"Because Maine has something to ask you and I'm here to make sure that you don't beat him up," Vermont answered.

New Hampshire sighed. What was this all about? He had just been spending a typical morning sorting paperwork before Maine charged into his office with Vermont behind him. And before he knew it, he was dragged down into Virginia's cellar. Honestly, can't a state get any peace? I mean, I saw these two last night...

. . .

"You'd better not forget the meeting like last time, Washington thought you'd been run over by France!" New Hampshire scolded.

"Aww, come on, so what if I forgot the meeting and decided to go out to play?" Maine asked.

"The point is, we were really worried about you... well mostly New Hampshire, but-" Vermont was cut off.

"What do you mean? You were freaking out too!" New Hampshire countered.

Vermont frowned, and an odd expression filled her face. "You were threatening to 'Slap New York in the twin towers'."

A bright red blush covered New Hampshire's face. "I was just worried."

"I don't think I've ever seen you act that way New Hampshire."

"Hmm, were you really that worried?" Maine asked.

Very hesitantly, New Hampshire nodded.

. . .

New Hampshire crossed his arms over his chest. "So what is it?"

"Hmmm... looks like Florida was right..." Maine mumbled softly.

"What?"

"Is it true that your other nickname is the Switzerland of America?"

New Hampshire broke out laughing.

"What's so funny? I really mean it! Is it true or not?" Maine instinctively grabbed the collar of New Hampshire's shirt.

"Maine! Calm down!" Vermont separated the two.

As New Hampshire stopped laughing, he slowly began to talk.

"I-i-i-i-it's true, that is one of my nicknames, but it's not because of personality or anything... it's because I have white mountains, similar to those in Switzerland," New Hampshire explained. "It's nothing serious, were you worried that I had some weird alter-ego that acted like Switzerland?" New Hampshire asked.

"Uhhh... no?" Maine replied.

"Anyways, if that was all you wanted to talk about, I need to get back to my office, and out of Virginia's cellar, seriously, it's creepy in here..." it was true, the walls were made of stone that could have been hundreds of years old. If the three states had peered even closer, they could see a greenish tint in the walls.

"Agreed, lets get out."

. . .

The afternoon later, New Hampshire went to the meeting, always being punctual, he came first. He was followed by Nebraska, Washington, New York, and Alabama. Around the time Alaska came in, Vermont slid into the seat next to him. Around the time the meeting was supposed to begin, Maine rushed in and slid into the seat on New Hampshire's other side.

"You're lucky that I saved you a seat," New Hampshire mumbled. "You were almost late!"

"Sorry, I know, and thanks," Maine muttered back.

New Hampshire sighed, was Maine ever going to learn?

"Okay let's start, role call!" it was Pennsylvania's turn to run the meeting (the states took turns so that they wouldn't argue).

"Alabama?"

"Heeeeerrrrreeee."

"Alaska?"

"H-h-here..."

"Arizona?"

"Pickle."

"Arkansas?"

"Jar."

New Hampshire waited patiently for his turn. Each state seemed to have their own way of answering to the role call. It could be just 'here' with their own way of stretching it, something about their state, or just something they had encountered during the day. Which was probably why New Hampshire answered:

"Maine."

"New Jerse- wait what?" Pennsylvania paused to stare at New Hampshire. So did all the other states.

"What?"

"You said 'Maine'... what did you two do today?" New York squinted his eyes at New Hampshire accusingly.

"Probably got a room," Nebraska snickered while picking at his nails, not even caring to look up.

New Hampshire felt a dull pain flare in his stomach. He was very used to being insulted by Nebraska, but there was nothing he could do about it.

"I wouldn't be surprised," Nevada chirped along.

"Hey, nothing happened," Maine joined in.

"Uh-huh," Nebraska's voice dripped with sarcasm.

"You have anything to say?" Maine stood up, knocking his chair over.

"Yeah, get a room that won't leak, your voice irritates me."

In an instant, Maine had leaped across the table (Whoa~) and clutched Nebraska's collar.

"Say that to my face, bastard," Maine hissed out every word.

"Fine, I hate listening to your voice, got it?"

Maine pulled Nebraska up forcefully before using his other hand to clutch Nebraska's creme brown hair.

"Hey!" Nebraska flinched when Maine began to pull.

Using his right hand, he flung a hand at at Maine, before it met Indiana's hand.

"You guys! Stop it!" Indiana yelled.

More states quickly joined to separate the two.

"What the fuck Maine!" Nebraska yelled.

"Go to hell Nebraska." Maine answered.

"I think we need a break now," Pennsylvania declared.

. . .

"What in the world were you thinking?" New Hampshire nearly yelled as he dragged Maine outside to the rose garden (Roses are the official flower of America~).

"I was thinking about you New Hampshire, you know you hate it when Nebraska insults us," Maine protested.

"But that's not the point!" New Hampshire yelled as loudly as he could. "You always jump up to start a fight without a single thought about what you want to do! You're always late and act like a kid! When are you going to grow up and use that brain of yours? Seriously, I can't constantly be babysitting you because I'm scared that you'll hurt yourself! Stop thinking about your thoughts and think about what I want!" As New Hampshire finished, he realized the large crowd of states that had over heard. Apparently they had decided to open the window in the meeting hall.

His face was flushed red and he suddenly didn't care anymore.

He didn't care about the meeting.

He just wanted to go home and die.

Rapidly, he spun around and prepared to leave before a hand clamped over his shoulder and spun him around.

It was Maine's face.

The way he never wanted to see him.

Hurt.

Before New Hampshire could apologize, he was wrapped in a firm grasp. Something wet his shoulder.

"I'm sorry, but I don't want to see you hurt either," Maine's voice was nothing more than a small rasp in his ear.

Slowly closing his eyes, New Hampshire wraped his arms around the sobbing Maine and gave him a soothing pat on the back like a mother would do to a crying child.

"It's okay."

. . .

When they returned to the meeting, everyone settled down.

"Okay, everyone's here except for... Virgina," Pennsylvania continued.

Every nodded and murmured. This was usual for Virginia, considering that she had quite a few complications. New Jersey shifted a little.

"Let's continue, we have the status of the 2011 state records from CNBC," Everyone was instantly awake and ready. Everyone wanted to know the top states.

Largest Workforce - Arizona. Infrastructure and Transportation - Texas. Technology and Innovation - California. Quality of life - Hawaii..." Pennsylvania continued, each category and top ten for that category appearing on the smartboard appearing as she spoke.

To his surprise, he got 2nd place when it came to quality of life.

"Great job New Hampshire!," Vermont gave him a pat on the back.

"You too, it's not easy to get third in quality of life and tie for 4th in Education," New Hampshire replied.

"You two did great, I didn't get on the top 5 for anything!" Maine joined.

"Not for the overall winner!" Pennsylvania had to yell to have her voice heard over all the ruckus.

The overall starting from the bottom began at 50. Rhode Island.

The small state sulked at the news. A few states around him tried to comfort him.

Alaska was finally out of last place and into 49.

The rankings went on slowly, giving each state a tense moment, wondering if their name would be next.

To New Hampshire's pleasant surprise, he went up two spots from 19 to 17.

Vermont had slipped from 37 to 44.

Maine had fallen 39 to 40.

"Awww, well, no one can actually blame anyone else, since budget cuts have us counting every last penny," Vermont shrugged.

"Yeah, New Hampshire, how did you go up 2 spaces?"

"I don't know," New Hampshire just smiled. Going up 2 spaces was ALOT. Especially if he had been in 21st place in 2009. If he continued to slowly inch up, he might just make 1st place one day.

"Top 10!" Pennsylvania called out.

"10. Nebraska! 9. Iowa! 8. Utah! 7. Minnesota! 6. Massachusetts! 5. Colorado! 4. Georgia!"

"Top 3!"

"Third place goes to North Carolina!"

North Carolina received pats on the back and a large hug from South Carolina.

"Second place goes to Texas!"

Texas let out a large WHOOP! Sure it wasn't his 1st place like last year, but it was rewarding, considering the major budget cuts he had taken. Many other states congratulated him as well.

"And First goes to... VIRGINIA!"

Silence.

"She's not here," New Hampshire reminded.

. . .

After the meeting...

"It was a bummer that Virginia wasn't here. But then again, fist place is so obvious since it's always Texas and Virginia fighting over it," Maine said as the three exited the building.

"Yeah," Vermont followed.

"Ah- wait can we stop by Virginia's house?" New Hampshire asked.

"Why?" Maine asked suspiciously.

"I left half of Manchester there!"

. . .

"Where are they?" New Hampshire asked as he rummaged around the living room.

"Maybe they're in the cellar?" Vermont asked.

All three of them froze. The cellar... was very freaky.

Still, New Hampshire NEEDED Manchester, so they decided to check.

"Uhhh, guys, I don't like this..." Vermont shivered and clung to New Hampshire's arm.

The walls that had been softly glowing greenish were now dancing with green-blue lights like an aurora borealis.

"Let's just find Manchester and get outta here!" Maine muttered.

"Wait, what's that?" New Hampshire pointed to a tunnel that hadn't been there that morning.

"It's a.. tunnel, it wasn't there this morning..." Vermont held onto New Hampshire tighter, firmly cutting off the blood flow in his left arm.

"Wait, Manchester's in there," New Hampshire slowly pried Vermont off and started his way to the tunnel.

Maine reached out and clutched his hand. "Let me go first, I'm tougher than you are.

New Hampshire shook his head no. "Manchester's my city, besides, I can handle myself crybaby."

Maine was a little shocked, not because of New Hampshire's words, but because he was acting so calm. It wasn't like him.

New Hampshire gave Maine's hand a little squeeze before making his way to the tunnel.

"G-g-good luck," Vermont called out softly as his silhouette disappeared.

. . .

20 minutes later

"This isn't good, he hasn't come back yet," Maine fretted.

"I know, but we have to trust that he's just having a hard time looking for Manchester," Vermont pleaded.

"I know, but what if he's hurt?" Maine clutched his head in his hands.

Silence.

"You like him don't you?"

"..."

"With all my hear-"

A loud scream sounded from the tunnel.

New Hampshire's scream.

The duo bolted up and raced into the tunnel.

"Shit," Main muttered."NEW HAMPSHIRE?"

The scream just got louder.

And Maine couldn't help but feel like he had failed.

DUN DUN DUN DUN~! Cliffhanger! (this fanfic is going to be completed in Virginia's chapter~!)
GAAAAAHHHHH I live! (rises from the floor zombie style) Ahahah, just kidding, my computer crashed during the middle of the summer (DDDDDDDDDD:), but I got a new Ipod touch! :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD Most of you here are probably gone by now though (*Chirping crickets*) Awww...
Anyways, if anyone cared to check my profile during the time I was gone, I put previews of ideas I was thinking of while I was gone (I couldn't update then because it was almost time to go)
I have a lot of updating to do, so look forward to several more fanfics about my OC states~!

Sites: http :/ / www. cnbc. com /id/ 41666602/ - This is where I got the state rankings.

I'm still requesting info, since I haven't got enough to write all 50 yet :)

Next up:

Virginia: The Old Dominion

Kimchi: In this chapter, you can see New Jersey and Virginia using Magic~

America: ENNNNGLLLAAANNND! WHAT HAVE YOU BEEN TEACHING THEM?

England: Just a trick or two

Virginia: Yeah right, since when has 200 pages of memorizing spells been 'a trick or two'?

New Jersey: Well, we didn't actually finish...

Virgina: You did.

New Jersey: Love you sis

Virginia: Hate you back.