After sitting and listening to my first World Conference meeting, all countries including myself went to a dining hall to have lunch. I really wasn't all that hungry, but I did have something to at least curb an incoming hunger pain. While eating lunch, I met up with the short blonde haired woman whom I've met earlier this morning.

"Hello." she says to me. "Hi." I greet back to her calmly.

"We haven't met each other properly since we were in such a hurry, so I thought that we should start over." she says, "My name is Belgium and I know that you're Jamaica. Nice to meet someone from the islands." "Nice to meet you, Belgium." I shake her hand as she smiles at me. Belgium seems to be a very kind person. She looks like she's the type that is happy all the time. I wish I could be like her. After introducing herself, we discuss on how I will get to the Conference Hall on time. Belgium suggested that we should car pool which sounds like a good decision. Her brother, Netherlands, will drive us there since he is also part of the meetings. I didn't meet him yet, but I'll know when Belgium introduces me to him. Belgium and I get ourselves some water and someone bumps into me accidentally. As a result, I spill a bit of water on my shirt.

"Oh! I'm so sorry, mademoiselle. Are you okay?" I hear a French voice apologize to me. " I'm fine. It's just a little spill, but it'll dry quick." I reply and look to my left to see a handsome Frenchman next to me. "I don't think we've met before, have we?" he asks. "No. Not really." I answer. "Well, my name is France, but you can call me by Francis if you like." he introduces himself to me, "I'm sorry, Belgium, but do you mind if I steal Jamaica for a moment?"

"No. It's okay." she replies to France and France quickly takes me away from Belgium. France treats me to some more lunch despite that I'm not that hungry. Anyway, I eat lunch with France and we develop a conversation. "So, since I told you my real name, what's your real name?" he asks. " I'd rather keep my first name to myself. When I get comfortable with you and the others, I'll tell you my real name." I answer. "Trust me, Jamaica. Before the end of this week, you'll know me well enough for me to say your real name." he tells me, "And of course, you have to get to know the others as well." "So, what should I know?" I ask.

"Nothing. You'll get to know others by yourself." I hear a British voice. I look behind France to see Britain, whom I was once under the control of. I'm totally over it, so I honestly don't hold any animosity towards him and I don't hate him. "Jamaica, you shouldn't talk to France to much because he knows how to shove lies into your ear." Britain says. "Don't listen to him, mon chere. He's the black sheep of Europe and you look like you don't like black sheep." France says. "You're right, France, but I don't think that Britain is a black sheep." I reply. "Thanks, Jamaica." Britain thanks me. The two seemed like they were going to fight again like in the meeting, so I slowly walk away from the battle that's going to happen.

After walking away, I found myself walking around aimlessly around the dining hall. I don't know what to do next. To me, it's not easy to meet new people because I don't know who to trust. I think I'm just overpowered about being with different countries and the meeting. I thought it was going to be smooth and easy, but I thought wrong. I went for another cup of water and then lean against the wall. I drink my water and then a Chinese man walks up to me.

"Overwhelming isn't it?" he asks. "I guess you can say that." I reply. "Don't worry. You'll get used to to these meetings and countries eventually." he says. "I hope I do. I've already seen some crazy ones. France is actually a good example." I said.

"That's just France. He'll hit on any new girl."

"I guess I should be more careful with France. I should've figured that out because he wants to know my real name."

"He just met you."

"Exactly. Oh. I don't think I know what your name is."

"You can call me China."

"Okay. China. You seem to know a lot about the other countries."

"Not all of them, but I do know about some."

"Fill me in."

China begins to tell me about some of the countries. He mentioned America, Japan, Italy, Germany and Russia. He gave me information about Russia the most because I could be easily tricked by him. He maybe sweet on the outside, but he's looking for other countries to control. He might even ask me to "become one" with him. "I really do appreciate you telling me about some of the countries." I say to China.

"Mei wenti. If you need anything, you can ask me anywhere and anytime."

"Thanks, China."

I shake hands with him, finish my water, and headed back home with help from Belgium of course. I'm proud of myself talking to other people from different countries. I don't think that there's anyone around here who would want to control me except for Russia. Still, I haven't met all of the countries yet, but I have plenty of time to do that. Other than that, I ready for tomorrow's meeting.

*Mei wenti-No problem