Stuck In Hetalia

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Stuck In Hetalia

"Sarah! Come on, Hitler! Can't I just have one?!"

"No, Munchkin. For the last time, these are my chips!"

"Dude, you take my lunch ALL the time! This is, like, repayment."

"Repayment my ass. No way. It's not my fault you let me take your food."

"Shut up."

"You're the one who asked me for chips."

"Yeah, because I'm hungry!"

"Not my problem. How do I know you're not lying anyway?"

"Why would I?! You're so mean! I'm never letting you eat my lunch ever again."

"Fine."

"Fine."

"..."

"..."

"UUUGH! Come on, please? It's not fair!"

"Still not my problem. You never asked for anything in return."

"Well now I am!"

Those two were arguing… again. I wish they wouldn't argue. Or paint on each other in Studio Art. Or insult one another every single minute...

I'm Victoria Mello, but I prefer to be called Vicki. The bickering blonde on my left is Addison Knapman, "Addi" for short, and if I didn't know any better, I'd say she has ADHD. You'd say the same if you watched her play soccer. She's a monster on the field...

The one with the more negative outlook is Sarah Quinn. She's what I would call a "terrorist" (she strikes freaking terror into peoples' hearts). But she's also a realist and a utilitarian. She almost always thinks practically and logically.

Anyway, at fourteen years old, the three of us just graduated the eighth grade. I'm not kidding. This happened maybe less than an hour ago. Seriously. So, here's the picture:

Right now, we're heading over to my house because the school year pretty much ended and we've planned a sleepover to celebrate our completion of middle school altogether. Don't get the wrong idea when I use the term 'sleepover'. We're not little girls with PJs and teddy bears and pink Disney Princess toothbrushes getting excited over a petty sleepover. Believe me, we are mature, civilized, sophisticated, and well-cultivated adults. Or, at least, we should be. I guess Sarah's mature, in her own way though. The thing is, I can't find another word for 'sleepover'.

So, I'm in between the two, listening to Addi beg Sarah to give her a single chip, which she won't. Of course. Although Sarah shouldn't be so stingy (I mean, it's just one chip), I don't see the point in only asking for one anyway. How is a single chip going to help with Addi's hunger (which, by the way, I can distinctly hear)?

I've said it once, I've said it a million times: Addi seriously reminds me of America. No joke: if I had to say America was a real life gender-bent version, there is no doubt she would basically be Addi's clone.

Yeah, we love Hetalia! When I say 'love', I mean LOVE. You know, like a leprechaun to his pot of gold and a drug addict to his pot of... well, pot. To tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, the actual fact of the matter is that mainly Addi and I love Hetalia. In this trio, I'm the 'obsessist', Addi is the 'obsesser', and Sarah is the 'obsessee'.

... ... ...

That made no sense.

What I'm saying is that Sarah hardly seems to care. But we know she watches it, especially since we forced her to.

I look over to Addi, who is only a couple centimeters shorter than me. The cool thing about her is that she will forever have a smile on her baby face (even when she pouts, she's actually smiling). Always. Like right now (Sarah gave in and threw a Dorito at her head). I look over at Sarah, who is 3 to 4 inches taller than me. She has this fierce attitude and her expression is almost always annoyed. Or angry. Or... just anything bad. That Negative Nancy is also the toughest girl I know. Plus, she's Asian.

Addi on the other hand, is her definite opposite. She's a... Positive Polly.

At this time, we're not even close to my house. Maybe it was a mistake on my part to tell my parents we'd walk...

Sarah stopped. It took me and Addi a while to notice, turn back, and look at her questioningly.

She pointed to another road that I had never seen before and completely missed when we passed it, "Let's take that path. It's a shortcut."

"Are you sure?" I asked. 'Cuz I'm not.

"I've seen kids go down there all the time, Weirdo. Trust me."

"Who would trust you?" Addi scoffed.

Sarah smirked, "The same girl who lets me do her homework and doesn't double check my answers. You know, maybe I'm the reason why you have a B in Science."

"Shut up, Hitler. A B's not the end of the world."

"For underachievers? You're totally right."

"I'm not an underachiever. It's just not in my genes to get straight A's, smart ass."

"Being Asian has nothing to do with it."

"Nerd."

"Bitch."

"Ass."

"Guys... please," I begged.

"Whatever."

Addi hmphed with pride, glad to have had the last word.

So, in the end, we walked down that road. We walked and walked, occasionally picking particularly pretty flowers and stopping to look at cute animals along the trail.

We talked about our past, what we remember about middle school and the memories of moments shared with our classmates. We talked about our present, what we were going to do at my house and over break. We also talked about our future, what we hoped high school would be like and what we planned to do, where we'd go.

By the time I noticed my feet were aching, it already felt like a century. My phone was, as usual, out of battery.

"Addi, how long has it been since we took this road?"

Addi turned on her Captain America watch, "Holy crap! It's already passed an hour!"

"Wait, really?" I leaned over and checked her watch.

She was right. We had been walking for over an hour...

"Nice shortcut, Sarah."

"Shut it, Addi. I don't know wh-"

She trailed off, staring at the ground to our left.

"What?" I asked, looking in the direction she was. But it was too dark for me to see anything but the dirt.

"No, nothing. I just thought... Never mind."

Addi turned to her, "O-kay then. Don't just randomly freak people out."

"Y-yeah. Sure." Sarah pulled her eyes away from whatever it was that was bothering her.

"So should we keep going then or turn back?"

Addi answered, "It'll probably be further walking back then it is to keep going, right? I mean, this trail can't go on forever."

Out of the blue, I heard Sarah murmur, "I wouldn't be so sure about that."

Curious, I asked, "Huh? Why not?"

"I don't know. It's just... look closely at the ground."

We did as she said, staring intently down at the soil. It was hard to see anything.

"What? What is it?" Addi sounded frustrated.

"Look closer!"

"I am! I don't see anything!"

I sighed, "Sarah, you have better eyesight than us. Just tell us what you see."

"I'm not sure, though. It might just be nothing... Here." Sarah pulled out her phone and turned on the brightness, then directed the screen to the ground.

Me and Addi took another moment to look closely at the dirt. And there it was! I think...

"See it?"

Addi was the first to speak, "If you mean those footprints, yeah. So?"

"Right, didn't you say that a lot of people went down this shortcut?"

"That was a lie."

"Seriously? You lied about that? Why?"

"That's not important right now. You guys see the footprints, right?"

"YES! For the last time, yes!"

"Is there anything you notice about them?"

I peered down, "...Not really."

"Just tell us, Sarah."

"The diamond on the top of that print... the one with the S in it. That's the same diamond as the one on the sole of Addi's shoe. And the weird Jewish star pattern on the one next to it, that's the same as yours, Vicki. And you can there's another shoe design to the right of that. That's mine. Do you get it now?"

While she was telling us, we looked closer, trying to find the details she had pointed out. Everything she said was true. Those patterns were unmistakably ours. Which means that...

Our shoes had walked this road before.

Silence.

Addi was evidently shocked, "...So then..."

"We've been here before. And not long ago. We're going in circles, Addi."

That didn't make any sense. "But... the trail has been straight this entire time. We haven't turned or curved at all..." I said anxiously.

"I know! That's why this isn't effing normal!"

Then, I noticed a couple feet in front of us were more footprints, also fresh. I followed the footprints for a couple more meters. The other two were right behind me.

Stopping, I saw that there were only three shoe designs on the entire trail. Recently, we were probably the only people who had taken this road.

All of a sudden, I heard Addi and Sarah gasp.

But when I looked back up, the last thing I saw before blacking out was a blinding, flashing, painfully bright white light.

Alright! Sorry this chapter is so short! BTW, the characters are actually me and my two best friends. Here is some info on them:

Victoria "Weirdo" Mello (Vicki)
Birthday: January 30
Motto: Always have passion.
Appearance: hip-length wavy chocolate-colored hair (usually left down), big brown eyes, naturally tanned skin, rectangular glasses
Hobbies: acting, singing, dancing
Talents: playing the viola, drawing
Best Subjects: Orchestra and Visual Art
Daily Routine: Drawing/writing in her journal(s) *I have like 10*
Favorite Food: Brazilian barbecue, strawberries, tomatoes, cupcakes, cookies
Favorite Colors: navy blue and scarlet
Favorite Animal: Bunnies
Dislikes: Criticism

Addison "Munchkin" Knapman (Addi)
Birthday: February 25
Motto: Live your own life.
Appearance: shoulder-length straight (but still messy) honey-blonde hair, strong coffee-colored eyes, sun-tanned skin, various colored headbands
Hobbies: playing sports, eating food
Talents: playing soccer and video gaming|
Best Subjects: PE and Digital Tech
Daily Routine: Premier soccer practice
Favorite Food: PB&J, watermelon, shrimp, cookies, apple juice
Favorite Colors: blue and golden
Favorite Animal: Dogs
Dislikes: Sexism

Sarah "Hitler" Quinn:
Birthday: November 2
Motto: Be brave, never give up.
Appearance: straight black hair (often in a high ponytail with two long side bangs- upper arm length), sharp hazel eyes, light-colored skin, silver necklace
Hobbies: solving puzzles/problems/mysteries, cleaning, hiking
Talents: playing baseball and debating
Best Subjects: Math, Science, and Debate
Daily Routine: Feeding/playing with Kalpynn (cat)
Favorite Food: ramen, celery, pineapple, candy, hot chocolate
Favorite Colors: black and white
Favorite Animal: Cats
Dislikes: Limitations