Hello people of the internet! I'm Kayla! Co writer of this fic, along with my friend Savanna! Wassup! Well, I can't guarantee when updates are gonna come out, but we'll try our best to get them out somewhat fast! Also, if you've got any questions just hit us up! Enjoy the chap and don't forget to review! Constructive criticism is nice, but please don't be mean. Ok? Enjoy!~

Kyra

It was around 10:00 Am on a Saturday during summer break. I woke up like any other teenager who wakes up before 12 O'clock during summer feels, tired and slightly pissed off. I layed there for a minute or two hoping I'd be able to go back to sleep before realising it wasn't going to happen. I then rolled over on to my back, groaning over the fact that I was awake.

After groping around the locker shelf I use as a small bedside table, I finally found my glasses. I groggily opened the arms and slipped them on my face. I lazily looked around my tiny room at my various posters, stickers and calendars. After debating with myself over whether I should actually get up or not, my stomach decided for me.

"Damn, I'm hungry.. I should probably get up.." I grumbled to myself.

It still took me a few minutes to actually get up. Eventually I found myself standing at my door, my short, boy cut brown hair all messy and bedheaded, black fuzzy slippers on my feet, my phone in the pocket of my dads old flannel shirt and my iPod shoved in the waistband of my old gym shorts. My earbuds were plugged in and slung over my neck for easy access. I opened my door and walked out, not really paying attention. What I wasn't counting on was slamming into some guys chest before bouncing back and bashing my head on a.. wall? Wasn't my door just there? I dropped to the floor, holding my head in my hands.

"Shit that hurt!"

"Lo siento, I didn't see you there!" a heavy Spanish accent said from somewhere above me. "Are you ok? the stranger asked, sounding concerned.

"Yeah, I'm fi-" My words caught in my mouth as I looked up. Through my slightly blurry vision, I recognised the man standing above me. But.. There's no way! There is no possible way for Spain to be here! Hmm…

"Are you ok?" He asked, obviously worried.

I blushed slightly, not really knowing what to do. "Um.. Y-yeah, I'm fine.."

"You sure?" he asked, green eyes swimming.

"Yeah, I'm ok." I said, sitting up.

"Then how many fingers am I holding up?"

I looked at his hand and frowned, scrunching up my eyebrows and squinting.

"I didn't know you had six fingers on one hand.. Oh my god, you killed Inigo Montoya's dad!" my face broke into a huge grin as I cackled at my own joke.

He frowned and put his hand down. "Yeah, you're not ok."

He turned his head to yell down the stairs, which I hadn't noticed till then.

"Ro-er, Lovi?~ Can you come up here for a second?~"

"Ugh…" I heard someone stomping up the stairs and grumbling. "what do you want now tomato basta-" He stopped as soon as he saw me. He looked slowly from me, to Spain, then back to me.

"Sp- I mean, Antonio.. What is this girl doing here?"

"I dont know, but I think she might have a concussion."

"What do you expect me to do?!"

"Call tu hermano and see if either him or Ge-er, Ludwig, knows what to do!"

"You want me to ask the potato bastard for help?! No way in hell!"

"Please Lovi?~ He could be a big help!"

"Then why don't you call him?!"

"Well someone has to stay with la chica! To make sure nothing else happens to her!"

"I can look after a girl for a minute while you're on the phone."

"You sure?"

"Yes I'm sure, bastard! Just go make the damn call!"

"Alright, I'll be right back!~" and with that, Spain went downstairs to make the call. Romano sighed, sitting next to me and running a hand through his hair.

"Sorry about him, he can be kind of an idiot."

I smiled at him. "No biggy"

We sat in silence for a moment before Spain started talking from downstairs, leading us to listen to the rather one sided conversation.

"Hola Ludwig!~ How are you?"

"I'm good! Lovi is too~"

"Well, yes, he still yells a lot, but thats just how he show he cares!"

I giggled as Romano growled lightly, obviously not pleased with the description.

"Anyways, I was going to ask a favor of you."

"Well, there's this girl here. We don't know where she came from or how she got here but she might have a concussion. Would you mind coming over and checking?"

"I know the best option would be to take her to a doctor, but we don't know if shes.. like us."

"So you'll come?"

"¡Gracias, mi amigo! See you soon!"

We heard a click, then light steps up the stairs.

"So the potato bastard is coming?"

"¡Sí! And he's going to make sure Miss.. Lo siento, I never got your name?"

He looked down at me and offered a hand up. I grabbed it and he pulled me up, dropping my hand afterward. He stared at me for a second before I realised I hadn't answered his question. I cleared my throat and stuck out my hand for him to shake.

"Kyra Xian, at your service but not really." I grinned as he shook my hand.

"Antonio Hernández Carriedo at yours!~"

He then pulled Romano in. "And I'm Lovino Vargas.. Pleased to meet you.."

Spain then squealed slightly and hugged Romano tightly.

"Aww! Look at my little Lovinito!~ Being so nice to the chica!"

"GET OFF ME YOU DAMN BASTARD!"

"But Loviiii~ I love youuu~"

Lovino blushed and pushed him away forcefully.

"Sh-shut up! Dont say stupid stuff like that!"

"But its true~"

I stayed by the wall and watched the scene and laughing. I whipped out my phone and texted my friend Jazmyn 'Dude, you are not going to /believe/ what I'm doing right now. XD'

I clicked send and was surprised to see that it actually worked. I didn't make any sound though, not wanting to alert the boys. Suddenly, I felt a bit woozy and lightheaded. I swayed side to side, holding my head with one hand and trying to stay steady with the other.

"Uhh.. I'm not feeling too good.."

My vision went blurry and then everything went dark. The next thing I knew, I was on the floor. Spain and Romano were above me, along with two blondes and another brunette. Faintly, i heard voices above me.

"Iz zis ze girl?"

"¡Sí! I dont know what happened though! One second she was fine, the next she was on the floor!"

"Well, lets get her on a bed or somezing. Zen maybe I can figure out what ze hell happened"

"Ve, Luddy? Is the pretty girl going to be ok?"

"Dude, she doesn't look to good.. She needs a HERO to save her!"

"Nein Ame- er, Alfred, she just needs a doctor."

"Aww, alright.. I hope she's gonna be alright though. she is really cute.."

And that was the last thing I heard before blacking out again.