BST Chapter 2
Posted on: September 15, 2009, at 09:07:43pm

Antonio was still staring at me, while I stood on his front porch, looking up at him like a lost puppy. Finally I broke the silence “Um, c’n I come ‘n?” He keeps his eyes locked onto mine like if stops I’ll disappear. A few moments later he replies, “Where have you been Poco Stella! *” He shouts picking me up and spinning me around like a little kid. “I told you don’ call me dat!” I shout back punching him in the arm. He drops me and then starts to whine “Stella! That hurt.” “’erves you right fer calling me dat,” I huff. Suddenly I hear footsteps and see someone coming into view. “Oi, Spain do you know this girl?” He turns to speak with him. “Oh, Romano this is Stella!” he says looking at me like I’m a stray puppy he brought home and is about to be scolded for. “Idiot! I could hear you shouting her name! He yelled, clearly irritated with Antonio. “Who is she?” he demanded. “Oh, well she is-“ “ I’d rather not tell’m ‘til dinner, if it’s fine wid Chu.” I say, hoping he’ll drop it. “I’ll even make ya dinner, your fav’rite.” After I said that Spain’s eyes started to glitter as if he were a little kid in a candy store. “I’ll take that as a yes.” I smirk as I turn towards the kitchen. I can feel the energy coming from his smile. 2 hours later I walk into the dining room, arms piled high with food. I hear a loud crash and look over the food plates to see that Romano and Antonio had fallen out their chairs and landed on top of each other, they lay like that for a second, Antonio chuckling as Romano continues to cuss him out. When they see me they fly back into their chairs, acting as if nothing happened. I walked over to the table and set down their plates, sitting to the left of Antonio. Antonio grabbed one of the chicken fajitas the second the plate hit the table. He then took a big spoonful of Spanish rice and then grabbed the homemade torrtias and salsa. Romano eyed the food before getting himself a small amount. “So, Stella why did you show up all of a sudden. I haven’t seen you since the revolution. Did you have a lovers quarrel?” I punched him in the arm to shut him up, honestly it’s like he WANTS me to be pissed off at him 24/7. “First off, I’m not attracted to America but, yes we did have a fight, and second off do not call me my real name, call me Texas.” “Wait isn’t Texas part of America?” Romano asks. I shoot a look across the table surprised at his outburst. “Yes, yes it is Rom’no. Thank ya fer pointin’ that out.” He shot me a glare and I smirked back. He looked over to Spain “So, how do you two know each other than?’ I straightened up in my seat “Yes well-“

FLASHBACK
Spain looked around the area in awe “Wow, looks like it was a good idea to send Columbus*.” He turned towards his men, giving them their orders and dispatching them to different areas. Spain turned away, walking through the forest and towards a berry bush he spotted. Suddenly a girl ran from the bush, head butting him in the legs, which made him, fall down. He looked up to see the girl sitting on his stomach staring down at him with an intense glare on her face. “What are you doing here bad man, leave me and brother alone!” she said with a snarl. Spain studied her features for a second. She had long black wavy hair, black eyes, and tan skin. Spain was so surprised by her features he didn’t notice her growing agitation. “Hey! I said leave! Stop staring at me!” she shouted jumping on his stomach. “Ow! That hurt little girl” he chuckled before sitting up and placing the girl on his lap. “Besides I haven’t hurt you or your brother.” He stated matter of factly. “Yes you are! Your invading our vital regions*!” It finally clicked to the Spaniard, that this girl and her brother were countries too. “Oh, I’m sorry I didn’t know you and your brother were countries.” She pouted, “Brother and me are one country and you better be careful! Brother is huge! And I’m stronger than I look!” He chuckled once again, this girl definitely reminded him of a certain Italian that he had left at his house. As he opened his mouth to reply to the girl he heard another voice coming from the bush. “That’s enough sister.” The male voice commanded stepping out of the bush to reveal himself. Spain examined the boy for a second; he had dark brown hair that touched the collar of his shirt. He had golden eyes that glimmered with a boyish glint. He was about an inch taller than his sister and unlike her he seemed to be quite friendly. “Ai! Your bothering the only visitors we get sister, your not that friendly are you.” He playfully grinned at Spain, as if telling him he was fine. The girl pouted at him, clearly annoyed “But brother, he’s bad! His people are claiming land on our country!” He glanced over to look at Spain who was trying not to look guilty. After all that was what he had been doing. But after a moment his grin only widened “We’ll talk about it later but for now would you like to come to our house, Mr.…?” “Antonio, call me Antonio.” His eyes gleamed as he turned towards his sister. “Well why don’t you and your boyfriend come back to the house, Mrs. Antonio.” Spain would have found this amusing but as soon as he had finished his sentence his sister punched him sending him flying into a tree. “Come on, Antonio.” She spat. “Oh and by the way, that’s Mexico and I’m Texas. Now come on before I lose my patience.”