You picked up the card and held it over your head.
" Alright! _ chose my card," shouted someone in the crowd.
You know immediately who it was. America ran to the circle grinning.
" May I have this dance, _," he asked.
" Yes, you may," you said, taking his hand.
You started to dance. America's dancing was rough and wild.
" So, you seem to be enjoying yourself," you said.
" Well, yeah! I wanted to dance with you the whole time! You look awesome," said America.
America started ramble on. You weren't paying any attation to the rant. Soon, 10 minutes were up.
" Hey... _? Are you okay? You've been quiet the whole time," asked America.
You looked at him.
" I have," you asked, innocently.
America nodded with a grin.
" Sorry, I guess I was think a bit too hard," you replied.
America grinned and leaned in.
" Well, you could always tell the hero," he said.
You laughed as you pushed America a little.
" Hey. You have to give some space," you joked.
America grinned.
The rest of the 15 minutes were up.
" That was fun. Thanks," you said, kissing America's cheek.
You trotted back to your friends.
" ALRIGHT! I GOT KISSED BY _! IN YOU FACE ENGLAND," shouted America as he ran over to him.
Was his plan to get you to kiss him? Maybe. It was hard to read America's mind.