Imma try to make this as less expected as possible. I wan to make this really unique.

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~The Second Meeting~

"Why are we going to France's house?" I asked America as we walked out of our limousine and onto France's porch.

"Because us American's never miss a party!" America said as he took a cheesy pose. God, was my brother...awkward. But, then again, I was too.

I didn't want to be at this party because one: I could get raped by France. Two: what if I acted too clingy. But I could hang out with Paris. Maybe Vancouver and London would be here too.

We walked into the fancy French house. I've been to France's before. So his parties were always the same. Classy, with wine.

The second we walked in we were being stared at. Why? Was it what I was wearing? Was it because for the first time ever I was wearing an elegant dress?

America cleared his throat and everyone went back to their business. I turned to America and gave him a quizzical look. He gave me a smile.

"DC!" I heard my name being called and I turned around. There was London and Paris. I smiled and walked up to them.

"Since when did you become one of us?" Paris asked me. She flipped her curly blonde hair and winked at me.

"What do you mean?" I questioned her.

"You went from tomboy to girly in such a short time. Why is that?" London said in her accent.

"I just decided to wear a dress." I said, referring to my dark blue dress. (Use your imagination to how it looks like)

"You just don't decide to become girly. Come on, DC. Remember last Christmas?" Paris said as she put her arm around me neck. I shivered, remembering the...horrid and disturbing day.

"Who is it, DC?" London walked in front of me and smirked.

"It?"

"Yes, who is this man that your dressing up for?" They both said in unison.

"Uhh-"

"Hey, DC." I turned around to see Vancouver calling my name. I smiled and mouthed a 'Thanks for saving me.'

"I wanted to bring you to someone." She said. She took my arm and pulled me towards this 'someone'.

"We'll be watching from here." Paris said. Oh, gawd...

Vancouver brought me to her brother, Canada. "He's been kinds sad lately. Cuba beat him up because he was confused with him and America. Maybe you can cheer him up? He loves it hen people remember him."

I gave a nod. I have heard of Canada getting really happy when people remembered him. I knew I wouldn't be the only one. There were a few who did remember him. But, could it make him feel better if one more, unimportant person did?

I walked over to him and said,"Sup, Canadia!" I made sure to sound like a feminine version of my brother.

He turned towards me and said,"Are you talking to me?"

"Of course!" I slapped him on the back. "We're friends, right?"

"Y-yeah." He said in his shy voice of his. He seemed happy.

"Glad to cheer you up." I smiled and started to walk away,"See you later, Matthew!"

"Spill!" London and Paris yelled at me.

I sweat-dropped. Oh, Gawd.

"What're you guys talking about?" I said while rubbing the back of my head.

"Canada!" They yelled.

"Who?" I said. I stuck half of my tongue out. I was playing dumb. It was a good thing that Canada was out of hearing.

"Your hopeless! We'll find out what is going on between you two!" Paris said.

"Why don't you try Vancouver and my brother first?" I said. I knew they would get the hint if Paris and London said I sent them.

"We'll do just that." London said as she grabbed Paris' hand and dragged her away.

I smiled. Nothing was going on. So why were they doing this?

I didn't have a chance with Canada. He was way out of my league.

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That was longer. I loved how I ended it too. Next chapter will be up soon. And I know Vancouver isn't the capitol but, I want it to be. Vancouver is such and awesome place! I vacationed there...then I visited Ottawa. I liked Vancouver better...so I like to make it the capitol in my stories. The same thing with Hong Kong. I visited Hong Kong, loved it. Visited Beijing...not as good. I loved Hong Kong better so now I use Hong Kong as the capitol.