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It's been a week since that day. I tried desperately to forget it, busying myself with school, softball practice and video games. It's been working for a while now.
"So, the party is at your place at 2 on Saturday right?" Andre asked. It was lunch time and we were all walking down the halls near our math class, heading to the cafeteria a few halls over.
"Yeah my dad's already planning the menu," We all laughed knowing how my dad lives for barbeque.
"Nothing like an old fashion summer cookout," Tyson hummed in bliss.
"Yeah, well I got my eye on you," I growled playfully pushing him against the locker. "Last year you shoved my face into the cake!"
"Come on that was hilarious!" He laughed rubbing his shoulder that had hit the locker.
"It would have been if the candles weren't lit," Maria added.
"I never thought I would hear someone curse that much," Andre chuckled.
"Or hear Tyson scream like a girl when Alexa threatened to hit him over the head with a shovel," Maria replied with a giggle.
"Oh shut it!" Tyson grabbed both of them in a headlock, laughing as they attempted to escape.
It was times like these I was so glad that I had my friends. When I'm sad, even if they don't know it, they always find a way to cheer me up.
Maria was always there with open arms and a nurturing nature.
Andre was always there to lend a hand or an ear to those in need.
And Tyson had the biggest heart I know, both literally and figuratively.
I love these guys and I wouldn't trade them for the world.
"OK gigantor its time to let the civilians free," I jabbed Tyson, making him jump in surprise.
"Watch it shrimp or your next," he warned playfully.
"Oh, you don't scare me," I snapped with a smile. "You're nothing but a teddy bear in human skin."
"Yeah but this bear bites!" Tyson lunged for me but I dodged.
"Last one to the cafeteria buys lunch!" I broke out in a sprint sliding slightly on the tile floors.
"Hey wait up!" Maria screeched taking off as well.
"I don't have cash though!" I could hear Andre shout stumbling to catch up.
"Neither do I!" I laughed hearing Tyson trip as he turned the corner.
"Why did I have to come again?" England grumbled. France, Canada, and himself were driving down a traffic packed Brooklyn Bridge. The sun settled slowly on the Hudson River turning the water purple, yellow, and pink.
"We all agreed this was the best course of action to take, England," Canada spoke up from the back seat. Kumajirou was strapped beside him, though he seemed to be asleep at the moment. "Out of all the others we were the closest to America. It may give us a better chance if Alexa recognizes us."
"She'll recognize me alright," England snapped. "Recognize me as the man who sent her to the hospital."
"That's in the past Angleterre," France replied as he drove. "What matters now is that we at least speak with her."
"And how are you going to go about that?" England said. "Are you just going to go up to her front door and say. 'Hello I'm here to tell you, you're actually a reincarnation of a dear friend of mine and you need to come with us,' yeah like she's going to fall for that," he mumbles the last part to himself.
"We will figure it out as we go along," France replied calmly. "She might not even be home," he looked over at England with an optimistic shrug.
"'Think as we go along'," England mumbled with a roll of his eyes. "That's why you lost so many wars you bloody frog," France pretend not to hear that remark, while Canada groaned in the back, ready for yet another migraine.
"See Arthur, I don't see what you were so worried about," France sighed as he parked across the road from Alexa's house. It was simple from the front, it was three stories tall, and the ground floor had a garage door and a small side entrance. In the front, a set of stairs led to the second floor. String lights lined every window of the house and on the bushes in the front.
High school aged kids were running around the area armed with squirt guns and water balloons. Light smoke was coming from the backyard signaling that someone was cooking.
"Seems like they're having a party," Canada observed.
"Well good, there's no use in staying then. Let's go back to the hotel," England offered, putting his seat belt back on.
"Look there she is," Canada suddenly whispered. England looked over, his curiosity getting the best of him.
He saw Alexa running through the yard, chased by some others. She was armed solely with a small water pistol and a couple of water balloons shoved in her short pockets. Her blond hair was completely soaked. She wore an American flag bikini top and black boy swim shorts, her face was glowing with a broad and blissful grin.
"She really does look like him doesn't she?" France sighed sadly.
"Yeah she does," Canada sighed as well. The group of three continued to watch as Alexa attempted to tackle a much bigger boy though only succeeded in getting caught and held in a headlock by said boy.
"So what do we do?" England asked France once the teens ran to the back yard.
"We wait," France shrugged. "We only have another week here before we go back home," he pointed out sadly gazing out at the neighborhood. "Believe it or not I actually missed this place," he whispered just loud enough for the others to hear.
"As did I," England sighed leaning back in to his seat.
"Same here," Canada spoke up.
Finally every teen was gone for the night and the trio got out the car. The lights on the street were now lit giving the street a soft warm glow. The lights in Alexa's house however were dimmed.
"Alright I believe it's time we formally introduce ourselves," France straightened his clothes, England and Canada did the same. Together the three walked up the front steps to the second landing and knocked on the door.
The door swung open slightly.
"That's weird eh?" Canada's hushed voice remarked as he hugged Kumajirou closer.
"I don't hear anybody," England stuck his head inside listening for any noises. "Maybe she went to sleep," he offered the explanation with a shrug.
Both he and Canada turned to walk back down the steps but the door creaking made them look back, only to see France slowly creeping inside.
"What are you doing?" England whispered as he hurried to reach for France's arm, though missed as he walked further inside.
"Get back here you frog!" England hissed.
"Let's just have a look around. We may be able to get more information on her," France explained over his shoulder, tip toeing through the hall.
"Do you have a death wish?" England hissed again though slowly followed suit. Canada apprehensively followed after them.
The den was simple. Tan hardwood flooring with maroon area rugs. Black leather couches sat in front of a giant flat screen television. Video games and their consoles lay spread out in front of it. A small mini fridge was stuffed in the corner next to a large bookshelf that held DVDs, books, and small knick knacks.
"Look here," France and England turned around and looked at what Canada had pointed out. It was a small photo on the wall. A little girl about 7 years old in a white Sunday dress stood smiling at the camera, her two front teeth missing.
"Here's another," France pointed to the right of the photo. Another photograph was taken, the same little girl and a boy over twice her size, both muddy and dirty though smiling without a care in the world.
"There all of Alexa," Canada whispered continuing down the line of pictures.
The trio finished looking at the photographs, until they reached the most recent one. Alexa stood proudly with her softball bat swung over one shoulder, her other arm, swung over a middle aged man.
"Who is that?" France inquired trying to get a better look in the dim hall.
Click.
"That would be me," a feral growl came from behind them along with the voice.
Slowly the three turned around and were met with the sight of a rapid looking black and white husky and the barrel of a shotgun.
Yeah I'm evil, yet another cliffhanger. Anyway leave a review! PPPLLLEEAASSEE!