Yaaay I'm actually updating.
I'm sorry to say that all that has been on the news lately is the Eurozone crisis. And I can't really joke about that T_T
Oh well, it's been waay to long since the last update and I am hoping that this will be the last time I sit at my desk and say "I promise I'll update sooner." XD
Enough of my blabbering - on with the show!
Saturday 26th
11:48 am
I really I could just vanish into thin air.
These past weeks have been awful.
Trying to negotiate with the rest of Europe has just been one disaster after another.
And now those photos have been leaked, no one seems to take me seriously.
Both the US and the UK government have been endlessly trying to convince people that they're fake.
Most channels have suceeded in doing so.
However, there are now protesters who are adament that they are real.
Part of me just wants to give up. To stop hiding all the time and just tell everyone the truth and be happy with America.
But the reality is, that just isn't possible.
12:16 pm
God I miss America.
Our bosses have banned us from seeing each other so now the phone is the best we've got.
Well it was sweet of him to sneak over and hug me on Rememberance Day.
But seriously, what am I supposed to do?
I'm a prisoner in my own home, as the paparazzi are following me everywhere.
There's a bloody Eurozone crisis on my hands.
And now I'm not even allowed to see my boyfriend.
I can't even go to France and...umm...Cadanans party tonight because apparantly Cadanan is somwhere near America.
I feel like a teenager whose just been grounded.
Right, time for my anti depression routine.
I'm going to go and pour a cup of tea, get some biscuits, wrap up in a blanket and watch "Miranda".
Ahhh this is the life.
18:07 pm
Hmm I wonder If Frances party has started yet.
NO.
I don't need to think about that.
I'm having a great time on my own.
Although...I suppose America will be there aswell.
NO NO NO.
Miranda Hart is all the company I need!
And it's Frances stupid party.
It;ll be full of garlic...and cheese...and French things...and...and...
...and America.
I wish I could see him.
11:53 pm
Bloody hell!
I feel like one of those American high school girls on those teen dramas that America likes to watch.
So, I'm upstairs in my room, trying to read, but really just daydreaming about the party.
And then all of a sudden, a rock smashes through my window.
So immediately I think "Oh shit, a burgalar."
But then I hear something.
"ENGLAND! YOU IN THERE?"
I could recognise that voice miles away,
It was America.
I walk over to the window and poke my head out.
And sure enough, there he was.
And he looked gorgeous.
"What the bloody hell do you think you're doing you imbocile? That was my window!" I shout as quietly as possible.
America just laughed like some little kid.
"Hehehe sorry about that, I was considering using the door but then thought this would be way more heroic!" he practically screamed back.
"Whatever, just hurry up and get in before somebody hears you!" I sigh expecting him to sneak in through the back door.
Instead, he opted for climbing up the wall of my house and into the window.
Before I can begin to scold him, I feel his warm lips kissing mine. I fell limp as I was pushed onto my bed, and we made out for a few minutes.
After I regain my breath and mind, we start to talk.
"What...but...how...why...you're...here..." I try to speak but that's all that came out.
"That's right, I'm here. And now, we're gonna go and crash Frances party!"
As awesome as that sounded, I was still a jibbering idiot.
"B-but what about all the things and stuff and how on earth is breaking into my house via my bedroom window heroic?"
"I'm a knight in shining armour saving his princess from a life of social imprisonment - that means, I'M THE HERO!"
I was absolutely dazed.
"I-if they do see thee, they will murder thee!" I blurted. Oh great, now I'm quoting Shakespeare.
America looked confused.
"I have no idea what you just said but let's go!"
"But-"
"No buts, tonight is all about us being who we are!"
Suddenly, I found myself laughing.
"W-what?" America stammered.
"Aahaha, that was soo cheesy!"
America just smiled.
"I've missed you."
And then we escaped to Cadanan (where I discovered the guys name is actually "Canada") and partied.
It was wonderful.
Sunday 27th
11:25 am
Oww my head.
I had to get up extra early as my boss came round to talk to me about the Eurozone crisis once again.
Then the window repair man comes to fix my windows.
So I had to make up some story about a group of vandals throwing rocks at my house.
Bloody America.
Oh well, it was worth it for last night.
The phone is ringing.
Oh bollocks, it's another call from Germany.
N'awwwwwh.
I've been watching Soul Eater recently (it's amazing - check it out!), and I've only just realised that every episode title is a question, just like the chapters of this story! XD
Well, it's time for me to do some homework - please review as I realise this plotline has been a bit different from the usual feel of the story and I wanna make sure I'm not boring you guys ^.^
Sayonara
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