I was stargazing again.  Uke tells me that it's starting to get very childish, but at this point, it doesn't matter his opinion.  -- no offense Uke.  But, alas, I stared at the constellations the stars formed in the moonlit sky.  I saw the constellation Orion.  Grabbing my diary, I scribbled it out with my pen, hoping that I don't mess up.

I usually don't.

I was lost in my drawing, that I hadn't realised that it was DAYTIME.  I don't know how it happened, but surprisingly it was.  I sighed, shutting my diary -- that had a newly thought entry.  Getting up from my crisscross position, I stood up.  I stretched my legs out and started walking towards the oak house.  I opened our backyard porch door and shut it.  As expected, our Russian terrier came barreling towards me.  I started laughing when I stumbled to the floor, and she started licking me like a maniac. 

"Аделаида! Слезай с него, плохая собака, плохая собака!" [ Adelaida! get off of him, bad dog, bad dog! ] I heard Bela yell, running down the stairs and into the living room where I was laying on the ground.  "Oh... Adelaida."  Belarus sighed and grabbed Adelaida by her collar and shoved her off of me.  "Sorry, Россия [ Russia], I didn't expect her to run off." 

Ah, Belarus apologizing.  No offense, she does it too much.

But it's okay because she's super kind=hearted that way.

"Bela, it's alright," I laughed, brushing the dog fur off of me and standing up.  "Не нужно извиняться, честно говоря, было довольно забавно и мило видеть, как Аделаина бежит ко мне, как только я вошел внутрь. " [No need to be sorry, honestly it was pretty funny and cute seeing Adelaina run towards me right as I stepped inside.] I smiled. I could hear Belarus sigh out of relief.

"Okay, good.  Thank goodness.  Кстати, сегодня ваша очередь готовить завтрак.  Я должен разбудить Украину очень быстро..  Я вернусь через несколько!" [ By the way, today it's your turn to make breakfast. I have to wake up Ukraine very quickly.  I'll be back in a few]! She ran up the stairs; noticeably, she almost tripped in the process, but I resisted the urge to laugh and comment on it.

I went to the kitchen, Adelaina following close behind.  I looked at the clock that read 4:30. I yawned and grabbed pans to make some Kasha and eggs.  I cooked for about thirty minutes.  When I finished, I put them on glass plates and brought them to the table in one go.  I mean, there's four people living in our house right now.

There used to be 16 of us [Me, Belarus, Ukraine, Kazakstan, Dad -- USSR, Armenia, Georgia, Azerbaijan, Estonia, Latvia, Lithuania, Kyrgyzstan, Tajikistan, Turkmenistan, Uzbekistan]. Though, after Dad died, they all left to do their own things and left me, Ukraine, Belarus, and Kazakstan to fend for ourselves.

We didn't mind.

"Завтрак готов!" [Breakfast is ready!] I yelled, loud enough so everyone could hear me.  I heard them all coming down the stairs.  "Good morning."

"Good morning!"  Kazakhstan and Belarus said very enthusiastically.  While Ukraine on the other hand...

"Morning."  He frowned and sat down.

"Mood," I said.

After eating, I decided to ACTUALLY get ready for school.  I grabbed my Adidas sweatshirt, and blue jeans, with my boots my dad bought me a few years ago.

My last gift.

I walked out the door, waiting for none of them.  I was honestly lost in my thoughts, per usual. i was not excited, to say at the least.  At school, I used to be the astounding, smartass basketball player in the school.  I was popular.  Well, that was until this guy named America transferred to the class.

At the start, he was an outsider.  He was bullied 24/7 and never got a single question right in class.  Though, somehow, he got 100 on every test.  Everyone thinks he cheats, until he told them why.  I never quite figured it out, but a rumor spread around the school and me and America switched positions.

I quit basketball.  I was cursed.  I missed every shot because of me overthinking situations.  I could see America laughing in the student section.  At Me.

With my so-called-friends.

I sat on the bench the rest of the game; I told my coach I was too tired and couldn't play anymore.  He was skeptical but agreed.  When I walked out of the locker room, America and his "group" came up to me.  They pushed me around.  America with his cocky ass grin.

I cried that night.

It was also the start of when I started giving myself punishments.

I still found solace in the stars. I had to.  It was a custom for me, and it calmed me down.  I love the stars. 

Anyways, I walked into the gigantic school.  I didn't glance up at anyone; I just stared at the floor.  I navigated myself through the halls and to my locker.  I always hated my locker.  It was by the history room, and I don't even have that class.  Only on Fridays. I did my combo to my locker, and it unlocked. Sighing, I grabbed the stuff I needed for English.  I shut my locker and jumped, all my supplies crashing to the ground. 

America was standing there, grinning.  It was like the scene out of a movie, I swear.  I mouthed the words "oh my gosh", while he laughed hysterically. 

"Это не так уж и смешно..." [it isn't all too funny] I whispered, standing up.  America stopped laughing.

"What was that?  I couldn't understand a single word," he grinned. 

He sure did.

I walked past him with my books, ignoring his attempts to get me back to him.  I went to first period and sat down in my seat in the back.  I sighed and got myself organized.  I made sure I had everything, and I did.

After everyone was seated, Mrs. ASEAN walked in.  I laid my head on my desk and prepared for a long two-hour lesson that was yet to come.

SOOO what do you guys think? I tried to make it long, but you know; it was kind of hard.  It's okayy.  I'm sorry I made Russia and America like this considering so many fanfics have their relationship go from enemies to lovers.   I mean, I don't have to do that but yknow plot.   I hope you guys don't mind, I'm a sucker for depressed Russia SOBBING.  anyways hope you guys enjoyed! <3