A/N: It's midnight, but I had coffee so I have to stay up. I'll upload this later on today. Now on to the story! :D I do a lot of time skips so be prepared.

It was Saturday June 9th. Today Bernie invited Alfred and me to meet his new girlfriend. I seriously couldn't wait to meet her. Not to mention that Alfred is giving me one of his cars and we're going to go driving today! I hadn't done a lot of driving experience since my family had a limo and chauffer we could use. It would feel great if I could drive down the road. Alfred said the car would be a surprise. I don't know a lot about cars, to be honest. A car is just a car to me. We also have to go into the city and pick up a pair of glasses I ordered, because I used up my contacts and they wouldn't be here for another two weeks.

Besides that, Alfred told me he would enroll me into school this fall for my senior year, Toris left unfortunately and went to be with the other two Baltic States, which were currently with Russia. Toris tried to reassure me that he would be fine, but I knew that was a lie. Russia was going to beat the snot out of them! Toris said he would visit us as much as he can. I know I'll see him again, just not very soon. Not to mention a month ago Japan gave me two diaries. One was Sierra's and the other a new that he got for me. I was sitting on my bed reading my sister's diary.

March 14, 2007 5:24 p.m.

Dear Diary, Today is Jen's birthday and I'm quiet sad that I can't celebrate it with her. But I chose to be here and I'm sticking to it. I love being here with Iggy actually. This world makes me so happy. Like I belong here! Maybe I really am a country. Germany said there's some kind of blood test I can take that determines if I'm a country or not, but the process is very painful and it takes years for the results to come back. Maybe I should take it? Then I'll be with Iggy, Antonio (Spain), Uncle Alfred, Uncle Kiku, Hungary, China, Italy, and Seychelles forever! If I grow old and die how will they go on without me? Heh all these questions and no answers. I'm going to go practice my guitar then ask Iggy about taking the test. I think he'll say no though. Tomorrow Spain, France, Prussia, and I are going to play volleyball! I can't wait. Bye! –SP~

Hmm a blood test? I doubt I should take it though. Sierra was always optimistic. There was a knock on my door. "Come in!" I said.

Alfred came in and sat down on the bed and looked at the entry Sierra wrote. "Sierra was always so silly and obsessed with playing the guitar." Alfred closed the book and smiled at me. "Now then let's go drive and pick up your glasses. Are you sure you'll be able to drive if you can't see?" I nodded. "Yea I should be able to see if a cars coming at me." I smiled. "Come on Al let's go!."

"Ok Jen you put the car in reverse and back out slowly. Turn your steering wheel to the right then you should face forward or something like that." I was almost regretting letting Alfred teach me how to drive. He almost locked the keys in the car! He's a bigger idiot then I thought. I put the car in reverse and slowly backed out of the garage and turned my steering wheel to the right. I braked and moved the gear shift to drive then I hit the pedal and we made our way down the road. "Good job Jen! Is the hero an awesome teacher or what?"

"Yes the hero is an awesome teacher." I said sarcastically.

Alfred pouted. "No need to be sarcastic."

"Who said I'm sarcastic?"

"It's in your blood!"

Alfred and I bantered like this for 30 minutes until we reached the city. Alfred gave me directions in which to turn and we made it to the Optometrist. I parked the car in the parking lot and we walked in. I was proud of myself for doing so well at driving. I went up to the receptionist and told her I was here to pick up my glasses I ordered. She had me sign some things and told me to wait while she got Dr. Vick. Alfred and I sat down in the waiting area. There were only 5 other people in the room with us.

Alfred and I kept ourselves occupied by playing Temple Run and seeing who would get the high score. Fifteen minutes had passed and Dr. Vick handed me my new glasses. Dr. Vick had red hair, he was short and kind of fat. He had kind brown eyes.

My glasses were black like my other ones had been. Nothing special about them. I slipped them on and I could instantly see so much better. It felt like the world had opened up to me and I could see things I didn't notice before. Alfred looked at me and smiled. "Wow Jen! You look great in glasses! You should wear them more often!"

I snorted. "Please I hate wearing glasses. I personally think I look ugly in them." Alfred shook his head. "No you don't. You still look cute in them."

Before I could respond, Dr. Vick interrupted us and told me that I could pick up my contacts here on the 18th. With my glasses on I could see a lot pimples on his face which I never noticed before. He had a tiny mole on his chin and he had strands of red hair in tangles in his hair. I started giggling because I was amazed how much I paid attention to details like that with my new specs. Dr. Vick narrowed his eyes at me. "Is something funny Miss McGee or would like me to leave so you and your boyfriend can finish flirting?" At that Alfred's face went bright red. I grabbed his hand and mumbled thanks to Dr. Vick and we left.

When we got in the car, Alfred was looking down and his face was still red. What was his problem? He couldn't be that embarrassed by his tease could he? I backed out of the parking lot and we began driving home in silence. As soon as we got in the house Alfred went to his room and shut the door. I wanted to ask him what was wrong with him, but knowing him he would brush it off. I went back into my room and picked up Sierra's diary again, reading a diary entry.

March 17th 8:07 p.m. 2007

Dear Diary, Iggy won't let me take the blood test! He said I'm a country, but I want to be positive that I am. They don't know that for sure, they are only guessing! I tried talking to Antonio about it, but he said the blood test was painful and he wouldn't want to see me in pain. China said he would talk to Iggy about it, but he's so damn stubborn he won't budge. I guess I'll have to take the test when he's on a trip. I gotta go, Uncle Alfred is taking me to Chili's tonight! I can't wait to get a cheeseburger! Bye –SP~

I chuckled a bit. I could see Sierra pouting then being excited about eating cheeseburgers. I hope she is doing well in New York. In the Real World. I closed the book and I decided to get ready because we were going out to dinner at 6:30 p.m. It was a formal restaurant so I had to wear a dress. What a pain. I always disliked wearing dresses.

I had on a blue wrap dress that, to my surprise, fit me perfectly. Alfred came down with a black suit with a red shirt underneath. He looked really cute, to be honest. Bernie looked good to since he had on a purple long sleeved shirt with black pants. Looking at our colors I laughed. Bernie looked at me baffled. "W-what's funny? Do I have something on my face?" I shook my head.

"No. It's just that I'm wearing blue, Alfred's wearing red, and you're wearing purple. Blue and red make purple so I find that so cute that we dressed out like this. Your girlfriend will be impressed. You haven't told us her name yet!"

Bernie laughed. "It's meant to be a surprise. And yes, our color coordination will be a laugh. Now then let's go." Alfred volunteered to drive and we got in my new car. We arrived at the Italian restaurant 'Grotta Azzura'. We went in and told him our reservations. The server said Bernie's date was already here. He pointed to a table. Bernie dashed over there while me and Alfred walked over there. "Hmm I wonder if she's ugly…." Alfred murmured. I smacked him. Don't say that!

When we got over there I saw two African Americans over there welcoming Bernie. One of the woman, who was tall, had loop earings, and had on a blue dress that looked exactly like mine, turned around and faced us. Her face went into a mask of horror. That's when I recognized her from my dreams. "Al is that my mom?" I asked, gritting my teeth in anger. Alfred nodded and whispered. "Don't make a scene. We'll talk to her after the dinner. Just don't ruin Bernie's night." I nodded. I wasn't going to be selfish and ruin this night for Bernie. I just hoped I made it through the appetizers without smacking her.

A/N: Oh gosh. Do you think Jen will ruin the night? It's 1:31 a.m. I'll upload this later on today. I got the diary entries idea because we finished watching the Anne Frank Movie in English class. Next chapter maybe in Alfred and Mother Africa's POV. Don't forget to review! :D

Updated March 3, 2012!