I woke up late that next morning, sleeping through my alarm. I was quick to panic before realizing that the ball was tonight. Realizing that, I collapsed on my bed, sleeping a few more hours.

After waking up the second time, I ordered room service and lounged around the suit before realizing it was time for me to get ready.

I took a relaxing shower, and once I was out, I started on my hair. I didn't normally do a lot to style it, but since the evening was for me, I decided I should put full effort into my appearance. After my hair was styled, I did my makeup. Then, it was finally time to put my dress on. It was already 6:00 pm, meaning I didn't have much more time. I slipped into the dark green gown and accessorized with a diamond necklace and earrings.

My limo arrived shortly after that, and I was taken to the gala. I walked in alone, which made me really nervous. I tried to seek out either Italy or Japan, but a certain group of blonds had a different idea for me.

"Ma cherie, you look beautiful tonight," the shaggy haired blond said, wrapping an arm around my waist.

Another arm wrapped around my shoulder, pulling me in closer too.

It was America.

"I'll second that. You really do look hot," he said.

Suddenly the two were pulled off of me.

England stood there holding to two by their collars. "Although, I'll admit, (Y/N), you look stunning tonight, these two idiots do not need to be hanging on a lady like yourself."

"Thank you, to all three of you." I smiled.

Both of the other pouted, but they continued to walk in with me.

"What do you say we grab a drink and find our seats?" England suggested.

I politely accepted their offer, and we all want to the bar. After I held a drink in my hand, we started to search the large tabled for our seats. I was shocked to see that I was supposed to sit at a table of nine with the other largest and most powerful nations.

"This must be a mistake," I commented.

"Of course, it's not. You are the guest of honor. It makes sense that you would be sitting with us," America said.

Unsure, I took my spot. I was to sit next to England and Japan. I was relieved that out of the nations that I didn't know, I got to sit next to England, and I was also pretty happy to sit next to Japan. I would've liked it to be Italy since he is more social, but if I'm being honest, he would've been a chatter box throughout the whole meal, probably angering the stoic German.

"(Y/N)~" Italy squealed, pulling me into a hug from behind my chair. "You look so pretty in that dress; we must dance later~"

I turned to see that Italy had arrived with Japan and Germany. Germany stood there with a cold look on his face but smiled to me before he took his spot across from me.

"Yes, Italy, I would love a dance later," I said to him.

"I want a dance," America complained.

"Me too," France commented.

"I also wouldn't mind a dance," England chimed.

"Ah, you will all get your dance with (Y/N)," Germany snarled from the other side of the table, causing everyone to quiet down.

Soon the last two we were waiting for, Russia South Italy, showed up and took their seats. The food was served first, and we ate a five-course meal. Then Germany gave a short speech, introducing me to everyone, yet again. I went up in front of everyone and gave a small hello, and the night began.

I spent my evening drinking, dancing, and making new friends. I had danced with Italy, France, England, America, and even Japan. I was relieved that Russia didn't ask me. He seemed nice, but he seemed a little too nice. However, I was a little disappointed that the stern looking blond didn't ask. I wanted to ask him myself, but I was just too scared of what he'd say. I didn't think that this was his kind of thing, so why would he step out of his comfort zone for me.