I'm a what?! And who?! (Hetalia FanFic)

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Now..where was I? Oh yeah, I remember!

I took a deep breath and let out a scream. I tried to make it loud, so that it would at least be heard through the music.

The music stopped and I walked past the corner so that I was facing everyone. I had cuts and scratches all over my body. If I didn't know better, I would've passed out from seeing myself, but as I said, I knew better.

I looked at everyone's expression as I surveyed the gym. I watched Natka scream and 'faint' into England's arms, who gladly caught her with one arm and was holding some sort of book in the other. Italy..the poor fellow, hugged Germany as a wet spot began to form around his crotch. Germany was staring at me with shock, and Prussia was backing away slowly, accidentally walking into Russia who seemed unfazed by the whole situation. The girl...Valtellina I think her name was, screamed and hugged Francy-pants, who himself, was clinging to a Shy Canadian. Spain was hugging Romano, and Romano...I couldn't clearly see his reaction.

"BACK TO HELL DEMON!!" England yelled, dropping his book and putting his palm out towards me.

"NONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONO!!" America screamed, hiding behind Valtellina.

I saw Natka smile, trying to hold back a laugh as she was 'passed out'.

Romano pulled away from Spain's grip. "Who-a the hell did this-a to you?!" He asked, stepping closer. I didn't say anything. "WHO?!" Before I could tell him it was a joke he ran passed everyone and out of the gym.

I Assumed that was everyone's notion to move towards me.

"Messy, are you okay!? How did this happen?" Spain asked. I felt bad for making him worry, and scaring everyone and I started regretting this.

"AHA OH MY GOD! Did you see your faces!?!? That was hilarious! OH MY GOD MESSY, we're doing this next year too, ahhh" Natka burst.

After that everyone began laughing. Well...except for Romano, who wasn't even here at the moment. Everyone crowded Round me, looking at my cuts.

"Dude! These look so real! How did you do that!?" America asked, taking my arm in his hand, looking over the marks.

"You'll have to ask Japan, he made it," I informed.

"That-a was really scary!" A usually bubbly Italian stated, with tears in the corner of his eyes.

"You're right.. I'll..uh, go with you to get some new pants, alright?" I said, grabbing his hand.

He smiled and walked with me out of the gym. I had to go get cleaned up and find Romano anyway, and it was better than letting him walk there in the dark. We walked to his room and we parted ways shortly as I went to my room to wash off the blood and put on a clean outfit. Instead of staying with the Halloween theme, I changed into a more causal wear, consisting of a black T-shirt and some regular jeans.

I looked at myself in the mirror. It was a different reflection than who I saw a few weeks ago. Then it was a girl who didn't know who she was, or how to deal with herself. Now, it was a girl, who knew all those things. Someone who could finally fit in with people like her.

I smiled and walked out of my dorm, and began walking back towards Italy's. He was standing outside the door waiting for me. I smiled when I saw him and he hugged me when i got over there.

"What-a took so long?" He asked.

"Oh, I was just getting that stuff off of me, sorry I made you wait," I apologized.

He nodded and we started walking back towards the gymnasium.

"Fratello!!" Italy yelled, letting go of my hand and hugging his brother, whom I did not see until he mentioned it.

"What the hell-oh it's-a just you..." Romano mumbled.

"And don't-a forget Messy!" Italy pulled me over. "See, she's-a okay!"

Romano looked me over, checking the places that once had scrapes and cuts. "So you-Italy, go-a back to the gym," Romano told his brother. With a few complaints, Italy left.

Romano was quiet for a while, and I didn't really know what to do. But he finally spoke up. "So you-a weren't really hurt?" He asked. I shook my head and opened my mouth to talk, but he interrupted me. "You know-a how worried your brother was?"

"Romano it-"

"I know-a, it's a joke." He stated. "But I-a didn't find it-a funny." Romano said walking away.

I sighed. The guilt came back. I did feel bad for making everyone worry...but Natka made it seem okay. I shook my head. No, no matter what, making someone worry was wrong. I kicked dirt from under my foot as I walked towards the water fountain. I sat on the edge of the fountain and looked up.

I thought for a while. Mainly about the past. The time when I didn't know who or what I was; the time when I was clueless. Like the time I was on that big ship. It was fun until it hit the iceberg. Well...as fun as being stuck on a ship with an annoying...no. It couldn't have been.

My eyes widened at my new realization. The co-captain..it was....England?!?!? That idiot nearly let me drown!!

I stood up and smiled, before turning around and walking towards the gym.

*-*-*-*-*

I walked with Spain back to the dorms after the party was done. For some reason I had followed with him when he went to check on Messy since she hadn't came back to the gym after I had seen her outside.

She wasn't in there when we first walked in so he sat on her bed to wait for her. And waited. And waited.

It was now 2:00am. And she hadn't came back yet. What was taking her do long? Was she trying to play another trick so far? Well its not going to work.

"Hm...what's..." I started noticing a piece of paper falling out between the does of her closet. I walked over and picked it up, Spain curiously walked over behind me as I read the letter.

" Dear Everyone,

        I have to tell you that...I'm leaving. Don't bother looking for me, I have the whole world to go to. Truth is, I've never liked it here, that's why I'm leaving. I hate everyone that I've met here; Natka, Spain, America, France, EVERYONE. Don't worry though, because I'm Fine.

-Lisa Miller"