Prussia's POV

She always sat there, not awesome, underneath that tree. She would look up into the air and start talking to nothing. It wasn't awesome at all. Yet for some reason, Prussia felt drawn to this girl. And for some annoying, un-awesome reason, he wanted to be drawn to her.

Your POV

" (Y/N)! Let's go! Lunch period is almost over! We need to get to class!!" your friend hollered across the empty schoolyard.

You looked at her human face, it was different than your other friends, the ones no one could see. You waved goodbye to your invisible friends, trotting over to (F/N)'s side. When you got there, (F/N) took your hand, and led you into the large school building.

"I mean really (Y/N)! You need to stop acting like such a weirdo in front of guys! It's gonna end up killing my reputation!" (F/N) ranted on and on.

My reputation, you thought, it was always about her. She was just being your friend because being friends with the insane girl made her look like a good person. You could care less about her, but you were at least happy to have someone to use at your disposal. Like if zombies attacked the school, you'd throw here out the window to use as a distraction, and escape while they ate her brains. Simple.

As you thought about what a good plan it was, a skeleton dressed in the school uniform crossed your path. She had on the blazer that looked like it was super baggy and a bow on her hairless skull. This was another piece of your wild mind. The skeleton began to escape your sight, and you wanted to desperately talk with it.

"Wait!" you cried out, dashing off after the skeleton, dodging bodies in the crowded hallway.

Some bully got creative and stuck a foot out when you ran by. With a sharp wail, you went flying forward as you tripped. You closed your eyes, awaiting for the floor to rush up to greet you.

But you never fell to the cold, tile floor. Something warm, soft, and obviously real broke your fall. You opened your eyes. Gleaming, mischievous reddish-violet eyes stared into yours. Your cheeks lit up three different shades of red at your embarrassment. You'd fallen on top of this guy, even  you could comprehend this.

He pushed you off of him, and then started to brush your make-up off his black jacket. You were at loss for words. He was cute, you impulsively thought over and over again. Why did you have to fall on top of him?

"I am sooo sorry…." You squeaked, hanging your head so he couldn't see your face.

He frowned at you, still attempting to remove the make-up. "The ahwesome me von't get mad at a pretty girl so easily." He replied in an accent that screamed German. "Zhen again, if zis doesn't come off, you might end up crying like a little boy girl woman."

You blushed harder at what he said, but then you couldn't help but feel like he was an odd character by how he called you a "little boy girl woman". What in the world was a "little girl boy woman" anyway? Your overactive imagination sprung to life and came up with something, projecting it in front of you.

"Uhm… I have to go!" you cried, noticing you were drawing a crowd of students. "Eat good socks for dinner!!!"

You took off down the hallway, with that odd little boy girl woman hallucination chasing after you. Even though you were quite insane, you still had the sanity to think this one thing. "I really like that guy…."