Oh shit...guess who got off of the hook? I got straight A's on my progress report so I got the privilege of being able to go on my laptop again! Oh HELL YEAH! Ok then now...I will write another chapter... =D

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I unplugged my phone from the wall and pocketed it. I slung my backpack (messenger bag) over my shoulder and ran downstairs. Today would be my first day of school. And I would be arriving at school in a red brand new Italian sports car.

Italy kinds sent a flying airplane to my window asking if I wanted a ride last night. At first I thought wrong but, I know Italy wouldn't mean...well, THAT.

Before I left outside I kissed my mother on the cheek. I seen Kyle fall down the stairs with his hoodie on backwards. What a fool.

"Dude, fix your hoodie." I said while shaking my head. He did so and said,"Ready to go?"

"With out you, yes. I have a ride to school." I said before I slammed the door in his face. I walked to the back because...well that's were the road for cars were.

Then I seen the red beauty. I knew this one was NOT based on a German model. I hopped in the shotgun (No top) and woke up a sleeping Italy.

"Feliciano." I nudged him in the ribs causing him to jump up and start the car. "Which school are you going to?" He asked me as he pulled onto the road."

"Aemiliano High." I said.

"I know where!" He said as he went at a ridiculous speed that would kill anyone if you were in the way. Within a few seconds we were pulled up in front of the school. And I swear I must've looked awesome when I walked out of a brand new, red, Italian sports car with a hot guy in it. And I came out with a backpack that no one seemed to have. Not to mention my black skinny jeans, white shirt with a blue tank top under, then my white hoodie with thin black stripes around my breasts and waist.

I could feel everyone's stare at me as I opened the door and walked in. Heh, I even heard a few whistles behind me as the door shut.

At least I would be the talk in a good and envious way and not a bad way. Shit, Kyle better stay away from me.

But I guess luck hates me.

"Hey, Natasha. I guess I came just in time to see my sis." He said as he tried to put his arm around me. But, I smacked it.

"Who are you?" I asked him. At our old school he acted like we didn't know each other and the vice versa and I wanted it to STAY THAT WAY.

"I get it." He said as he walked away. I grunted quietly as I walked him walk away.

People were staring (they probably didn't know English) but, still talking in an envious way. I was always the most popular one where everyone was too nervous to talk to.

I loved it. They left me alone and I left them alone. And no one would know who I was.

So first impressions were valuable and Kyle almost ruined it.

I decided to start to head to class so I approached a girl with wavy brown hair and brown eyes. Time to talk Italian. (I will put the English in parenthesis for now on during school.)

"Mi scusi, ma, sapete dove la classe A2 è?" I asked her with an Italian accent added too. (Excuse me, but, do you know where class A2 is?)

"Sì, è in fondo al corridoio a destra." She answered back. I nodded and walked in the said direction. (Yeah, it's down the hall to the right.)

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Already though the whole day... Finally. School was done. I hadn't been bothered and now it was time to leave so I walked to the front of the school and started to walked home when someone called my name.

"Natasha." It wasn't Kyle. And I knew this voice from anywhere. Romano. I turned around to see him leaning against his Italian sports car. It was black and unlike Italy's, it had a top.

'OMG!' I thought. 'Romano is here to pick me up from school! Romano! The sexiest one! Romano! My future husband! ROMANO!' I totally spazzed out on the inside. I was fangirling, hard.

"Hey..." I said. I tried to sound cool but I only ended up sounding depressed.

Damn was I clumsy on the outside and inside!

"Get in." He said as he opened the shotgun door and went to the other side to the driver's seat.

I climbed in and closed the door. I was in Romano's car!

"How can you be so young?" HE asked as he turned the car on, with a beautiful purr that followed.

"I just am." I said like it was the most obvious thing ever.

"Well look at your seni's, they're huge!" He said. What? I blushed as red as a tomato. My boobs were huge? I looked down...they seemed regualar to me...but, that was my opinion.

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As soon as I got home I searched for my mother. She was in the kitchen reading a book on the table.

"Hey mom..." I started. I rubbed the tip of my shoe on the ground in an awkward kind on gesture and then spoke up. "Are my tits that big?" It rushed out so fast that I could barely understand myself. But, it seemed as if mother understood perfectly.

"You get your huge tata's from your father's mother." She said while going back into her book. There was my mom...as blunt as can be. And she also put up with a lot. Even a brat like me.

I stomped up to my room and went in front of my mirror and turned sideways. It took me a moment to realize that...I needed a bigger bra.

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Lol comedy...not much here but...her friendship with Italy and Romano is progressing. I might post one more chapter today but, I'm not so sure yet.