Wednesday
(It won't be a real day, there will only be bully's stories)

Germany pov
I woke up and got ready to go to school. I checked if I had messages and I had one from Poland that asked me if we were walking together in school. Poland and I had are dating for five months and I love her so much, but I never told her I was a bully and no one knew. It all started when I was bullied in middle school because of my father, Third Reich. Nobody liked him because he start the Second World War and in fact my father I didn't like him neither, I hated him for that, I didn't even look at him. I wanted to make people feel the same pain that I felt when everyone was making fun of me and Italy and Greece were just right for me. They often asked me for money when I was bullied, money that they never gave me back and so I started beating them to let off steam. I don't know why even Spain, which was Italy's best friend, began to bully them, even though it seemed to me that he hit more Greece than Italy. However no one knows that I am a bully because I told Italy and Greece that if they only opened their mouth I would beat them until the blood came out of all the blood vessels. The problem is that Greece was Poland's best friend and I always fear that she may discover it and leave me. I said yes to Poland and I told her that I'll meet her at 8:00 am in her house which is closer to the school. I went to the bathroom and then went down to eat something and found my horrible father who was cooking crêpes. "Hallo Germany," my father said turning to me and giving me the crêpes, but I didn't even look at him, I took the crêpes without even thanking him and I went to eat it on the table. It was his fault that I had become like this. I also knew that he was going out and seeing himself with someone but I don't know with who and I honestly don't care. After the pancake I went to get dressed, then left the house to pick up Poland.

Norway pov
I woke up with a slight headache so I ran down to the kitchen to get something. I heard screams outside the window and saw Sweden talking and joking with Finland. His laugh was the most melodious thing I'd ever heard, unfortunately I don't have the chance to hear it often. I am one of the bullies and he is of the group of the strong, it was clear that he hated me. I had joined the bullies because they had forced me, before I had so many friends even Sweden was my friend, but now all my friends have abandoned me. One day the bullies took me in a room and asked me if I wanted to be part of their group. I didn't know what to do, I knew that if I refused, they would start beating me up and so I was afraid. In the end I accepted and regretted it. Everyone started to avoid me, until I was alone, even Sweden didn't talk to me anymore. I tried to explain to everyone that I had been forced but nobody wanted to hear my apologies, so I resigned myself and started acting like a bully.
After having thought so much, the headache became even stronger and I decided to stay at home, in the end we would have done nothing and the authorizations had to be delivered Thursday so I could skip a day of school. I went back to my room and went back to bed.

Brazil pov
I woke up and it seemed that the alarm clock had not sounded so I looked at the alarm and read 8:05. I jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom, then ran to my room to get dressed and finally went down to the kitchen to eat. I went back to my room and stumbled into a shirt and to help myself to get up I leaned against the bedside table where the alarm clock was and I realized it was 7:15 am. I started to curse but I calmed down immediately. I had about 45 minutes before I had to leave the house so I took my cellphone, sat on the bed and opened instagram. The first post I saw was a picture of Argentina and her dog. I blushed thinking of Argentina but I was saddened because I remembered why I had become a bully. As soon as I started high school I discovered I had a crush on Argentina, but she was one of the strongest girls in the school and she is in the "strong" group, that is, all those who are not afraid of us and who could only destroy us by touching us. She, Finland, Sweden, Portugal and Indonesia were part of this group. At first I didn't know she was part of this group, in fact I almost thought she was a bully, but it couldn't be because she was too good. I thought that entering the group of bullies I would have seemed strong to her eyes and therefore she could have noticed me and maybe she could have fallen in love with me, but things did not go according to my plans. She noticed me, but she hated me. As I also thought that bullies could look cool. While I was thinking of all this, I realized that perhaps I could no longer remedy my mistakes and that I therefore had to accept my mistakes.
By now it was 7:50, I turned off the phone, took my backpack and left the house.

China pov
I had arrived with Vietnam at school before the other bullies as always and so we went to look for our beautiful victims. Vietnam and I had become bullies only because we liked to see people suffer and cry. Maybe we weren't quite all right mentally though I didn't like to bully if Vietnam wasn't with me. He was able to make everything more beautiful, even mocking someone with him became fantastic. I knew I loved him and it's from a long time since i passed the fact of being gay, but I didn't know what he felt for me. I didn't care anyway, I'll be able to make him fall in love with me.

Vietnam pov
After walking a little in the corridors we found Malaysia and hurt him, then we went to sit in the stairs that led to the upper floor. As China, I became a bully because I wanted to have fun and I really liked making fun of people. While I was having breakfast with some cookies that China had given me, he put his arm around my neck pushing me close to him. I didn't think I was gay and above all not for China, but he made my heart beat like no one else did. I didn't know if I felt anything for him and I still needed a little time to figure it out but deep down I knew that maybe I really loved him, but I didn't know what he felt and it scared me.

Turkey pov
The bell of the first hour was ringing and everyone was entering the classroom talking about the trip while I sat down. It made me laugh that the profs said it was a trip for fight bullying, we'll ruin the trip to all the people we bully every day. I had become a bully for reputation, I wanted everyone to be afraid of me and when they met me they should tremble. I don't know why, I think I have a very small crush on Greece, I don't know what's nice about her, maybe it's not that I liked her, maybe I just like to see her suffer and cry, especially when I hurt Italy. She cares so much about him, what tenderness. Despite this however I think I feel something stronger for Georgia.

Spain pov
The last-minute bell had just sounded which meant that this school day was over. As I headed home I saw America, Japan, South Korea, Greece and ... Italy. I didn't care about them, my eyes were focused on Italy, on his cute and affectionate face, on his sweet smile, on his little thin body. I had an obsession for Italy, I loved him so much and I'm sure this love for him brought me to madness. In middle school I was his best friend, but even then I felt I was feeling something very strong for him. But he kept talking about how beautiful, fantastic and funny Greece was, but every time he talked about her I felt that something was breaking inside me. I couldn't let her take away the love of my life and so in high school I joined the bullies, and obviously nobody noticed, not even Italy. My only target was to beat Greece out of vent and maybe force her to suicide by bullying and beating her, unfortunately she and Italy make always force each other. Germany told me that he had already targeted Greece and Italy, and did not understand why I, Italy's best friend, should hurt the best friend of Italy. I didn't answer him, I just said I needed it, but when we were about to beat Greece, Italy came to defend her and when he saw me I can tell he was stunned. He was shocked, he couldn't even believe that I was going to beat her. I didn't want him to find out but he had done it by now. He came to his senses, took Greece and ran away and I don't know if he was crying or not. First I wanted Italy to fall in love with me, but now I just want to have it all for myself, and this trip will be my chance. Even if I have to use force, Italy will be all mine and nobody else's, and if only Greece tries to get close, I will not hesitate to kill her, and I'm not kidding, I'm really ready to kill for Italy.

America pov
After returning home, I took authorization from my backpack and I brought it to my father for signed it.  He as always was in his office and his desk was full of documents and papers, who knows what they were talking about.  I approached him, touched his shoulder and he turned, looked at the authorization and then looked at me with a bored and angry face "I can't think of you now, I have more important things to do than sign a stupid authorization" he said  returning to read the documents on his desk.  He treated me as if I were the biggest disappointment of his life, luckily I won't see him for five days.  I went to my room and took the homework we had been assigned.  I spent about two and a half hours studying and i decided to take a break since there were still a couple of pages of history to study.  Not knowing what to do, i took pencils and white paper and I started drawing.  I was pretty good, as a child I had drawn a picture of my whole family and I happily took it to my father, but he took the drawing and tore up. "THE WEAK DRAWS, YOU MUSTN'T BE WEAK, YOU UNDERSTAND ME !?"  and then he took me to my room and beat me.  My mother was not at home and neither were my brothers, but even if they had been there they could not have done anything.  I didn't know what to draw and I let my heart guide me.  As soon as I finished I looked at my drawing and I must say that it was really beautiful.  It was me and Russia, sitting with our backs against a pine tree holding hands, I had my head on his shoulders and he had his head resting on mine.  Maybe this happened in reality, but it's impossible.  I hid the drawing together with other drawings in a folder I kept under all the school books.  I went back to studying history, but after about fifteen minutes I fell asleep.

Thursday
America pov
I woke up in my bed with yesterday's clothes, maybe my mother put me in bed.  I got up and checked if the money and the authorization were on the desk signed and they were, there was my mother's signature so maybe she had taken me and put me to bed.  I went to the bathroom and then went down to have breakfast and down there were Canada and Australia eating pancakes and drinking fruit juices.  I took a banana and ate it quickly.

When we arrived at school Canada and Australia went as usual with Ukraine and Belarus, while I went to look for Japan, South Korea, Greece and Italy.  As soon as I entered, I ventured out into the corridors in search of my friends and heard voices around the corner but didn't pay any attention. "DID YOU FORGET THE MONEY ?! BUT YOU'RE STUPID!" "Calm down, I'll find them". "But you must come "
" I never said I will not come ".  I turned the corner and to my great misfortune I found China and Vietnam talking, they too realized that I was in front of them.  They as soon as they saw me, they ran towards me and pushed me both down without me having the time to escape. "Look who's here," Vietnam said as China took my backpack and checked it.  After rummaging through my backpack, he took out the five euros I had put in an inside pocket and gave it to Vietnam, who let go of me.  I took the backpack and started running as fast as I could.  Without money I could not go on a trip and those were the only money I had brought, I could ask my brothers or my friends but I didn't even know if they had them.  I ran into a class desperate.

Vietnam pov
"See? We found the five euros," China said, handing me the money. "Maybe this is too much China, maybe stealing the money is an exaggeration," I said, grudgingly accepting the money and blushing slightly. "I would do anything to get you on this trip, too  steal the money from the "Pig", I want to have fun with you ~ ".  I blushed even more.  I didn't think I was gay and above all I didn't think I was in love with China, but my heart started beating faster and I started to sweat. "T-thank you C-China".  The bell rang and we ran into the classroom to avoid being suspended.

Russia pov
As soon as I entered the classroom I noticed that America behaved strangely, he went to ask his friends and Canada something and I couldn't understand what they were talking about because they talk in a low voice.  They always shook their heads and so America returned disconsolate to his place next to me.  I plucked up my courage and asked him what had happened resting my hand on his shoulder like he did with me, but what he said left me breathless. "China and Vietnam took the five euros I needed for the trip and I didn't bring  more money. I went to ask all my friends if they had five euros more but they didn't have them. "  China and Vietnam had never gone so far, if only we had been there perhaps we could have avoided all this disaster.  Then I remembered that I had another five euros in my backpack besides those for the trip, so I took them and gave them to America.  He first looked at me with his mouth open and then reached out to take the money smiling at me, and for me that smile was worth more than all the money in the world.  When, to get the money, our hands touched I blushed a lot and with my other hand I covered my face with my hat.  I only hope that nobody has seen us and especially Norway and Brazil.

Time skip to the end of the school

Third person pov
Everyone went home to do what one usually does at home.

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Ok I hope you like this chapter too, I don't even know how much I repeated I woke up, sorry if it takes me so long but I also like to draw pictures for my chapters.