The Forgotten Pearl |Philippines APH|

Chapter 21: In a Way a - Bonding

I'll be honest... And blunt.
Pirate!America is hot.
Lol. But anyway, the attached picture is the cover of my upcoming fanfiction, "Oh, Look a Dinosaur".

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MEEP

- Chesca

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I fumbled clumsily with the white sleeves of my uniform for the fifth time this minute which only added to my growing irritation. For the past fifteen minutes, I'd worked on my uniform, going as far as quadruple checking everything, especially the sleeves. Both of my shoulders were adorned with big, black burn marks which were branded onto my skin and stayed as scars.

Blame Spain. . . And Japan.

I flipped a small portion over and paused to admire it. It's finally ready.

Oh, wait.

I narrowed my eyes down at a darker edge of my skin. The black coloring stood out against the tanned tone. Just another reminder of how inhuman I am. The edge of my scar could be seen. But it's only the edge. All I have to do is adjust the sleeves. . .

A crinkled corner flattened out and spread over the darker skin tone, but not enough. I grumbled when the sleeve didn't quite reach over the scar. If only these things were a little longer. I continued working on the sleeve until it covered the whole mark. I just need to adjust it a little more.

Yay. Just a little bit more anddddd--

"Oh, finally, Katherine! You took forever." I yelped in slight surprise as the door burst open, before turning to glare at a snickering Isabella, drawing my hand from my sleeve. She was smiling widely, much to my irritation.

I had a feeling that she'd be coming to call me, and I knew she might randomly barge in. But I didn't expect her to nearly see my freaking sleeves folded in the wrong way. It was hard to fold this crap. And it was even harder to hide my damned scars.

"You know how I am. Now get out so I can finish fixing my uniform." I shoved Isabella out of my room and closed the door. She stumbled but caught herself just as she was out of the door. She grumbled an unhappy "meany" and trudged off. It took a few moments, but once I was sure Isabella was not anywhere near by, I wiped my forehead and sighed.

Pretending to have the mindset of a human and hiding from the government was one thing, but hiding from the government and having the freaking wisdom of an immortal country while barely keeping my disguise in check is something else. My head would always ache from the effort it took to keep my true age from showing.

I shoved a few books into my backpack, mumbling about idiotic humans, and strutting out if my room like a complete boss.

Acting like a human was the only way to keep my identity safe, because as a country, one slip up and our true ages could be seen through a mere mention of something that could trigger our memories. I had experienced firsthand, the surreal way China had shown a mere glimpse of his true age.

I could remember the way his eyes had glazed over -- the way he spoke sent shivers down my spine. He just seemed to have shut off then suddenly would be back to normal. The inner scars he had gained through centuries of living had flashed for that one, brief moment. Even I, as a young country then, was both in awe and in shock at what it truly meant to be immortal; the wisdom and pain no human should ever go through.

It was only once when China had shown me the truly ageless being that he was. He wasn't the caring older brother I had grown to love -- he truly was China, one of the oldest living nations. All the pains and trauma he'd been through showed in a single flash, as well as the joys of discovery and life. But it was really how used to the pain he was that scared me. He talked about the wars he'd seen and lived through; the scars he'd gained in battle. He talked about how he had felt with the first war he had seen, all the bloodshed and horror he felt; how blood no longer bothers him after centuries of seeing it.