Breaking Away-CountryHumans United Kingdom

He is DEAD

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Scotland's POV

I yawn and stretch my arms in the air. I open my eyes only for them to be blinded by the sun in the sky and I have to keep them closed until a cloud finally comes by and covers the sun. I blink a couple times checking my surroundings. I'm still wrapped up in Nessies tail and I look to see she's still sleeping peacefully. Part of her lays on the land protecting me while the rest is in the lake. I look at the forest. There are many different shades of green and brown stretching for miles. You can hear the different birds singing to each other and see them flying swiftly through the trees. It's so nice and peaceful here and not loud and noisy like in school when you walk through the halls.

Wait...
School...

Shit! I slept in the wilderness on Wednesday so today is Thursday I have fucking school to go to! I don't have anything to tell the time! Oh wait I do. I look at the sun. It's high in the sky. Fuck! That means it's almost noon! I gotta go fast. I wonder if anyone's actually noticed I'm gone? Would they just continue with their day? Well might as well get back and find out. I jump up and scare Nessie in doing so. She wakes up shocked and swings her tail directly towards me. Her tail hits me in the legs and I fall down on my butt...ow...my tail bone, but there's no time for that. I stand up again.
"Sorry girl did nae mean ta scare yer but I got ta go noo. See yer later lass." I say stroking her head and giving her a bear hug before sprinting into the forest once again.

It's a good thing that last night when I was sprinting to the small lake I had made markings in the trees with the keys, since I did nae have a pocket knife, so I knew which way back I was going because without a compass or map I wouldn't of known where I was going right now. I jump over roots and small mounds in the ground following the markings in the trees. I finally see the end of the forest through the trees and pick up my pace. It feels good to run if I'm being honest, one of my favourite sports. Me and my dad used to race everywhere and I became really good at dodging objects and climbing steep and muddy slopes because of Scotland's landscapes, it's one of the reasons I won most battles against England, because the dumb bastard didn't know how to walk through some mud and over a couple hills. I mean he's got hills in his country as well and it's nae that hard.

I'm finally out the forest and stop just for a little bit to look around the landscape and catch my breath. I begin to run again back to France's house. It doesn't take long before I get there and I take the keys out of my pocket but knock on the door just so France knows someone is coming in and then unlock the door with the keys walking inside. I slip my trainers off quickly not bothering to untie the laces. I head into the hallway when France walks out of the living room.
"Écosse! Where were you!" She says and runs up to me. "Your soaking wet did you fall into a river or lake or something?!"
I feel guilty as she is generally worried about me.
"Well, I went outside fer a walk and...I fell asleep next ta... a pine tree, and it must of rained in the night because I woke up with me clothes being wet."
She doesn't look entirely convinced but chooses to believe me anyway.
"Oh Écosse you had me so worried you should of seen the reaction of Wales and North they got so scared, I'm pretty sure they thought you got kidnapped."
I chuckle. "I'd like ta see someone try ta kidnap me," I receive a look from France that tells me this is not the right response. "But it's sweet that they were worried about me, can nae say the same fer England though..." I add on muttering the last part under my breath quiet enough so France doesn't hear it. I then feel a tickling in my nose and cover my nose and mouth with my hand as I let out a loud sneeze.
"Oh Non! You must of picked up a cold,"
I kind of think France is over-reacting as she thinks I've got a full blown cold just from hearing one sneeze. "We need to get you in some warm and clean new clothes and you can stay home I won't send you to school today."
Wow. One sneeze and an entire day off school. Even when I was home schooled the only time my dad would ever let me skive fighting techniques, maths, languages and navigating (pretty much all I was taught) was when if I was literally dying or had been stabbed, again, literally dying, strict parents am I right?