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Franny hovered with her jaw wide open at what Seychelles and Romero said p each other. Franny know about TNSey, Was she cheating on Andrew? Did Romero even know she say a boyfriend. As soon as Romero left and floats over to Seychelles and dragged her away from the boys. "What The Hell are you doing" she hissed. She gave her and evil glare.






>>OOC: >w< sorry i didn't post

When Romero and Luis returned to the kitchen, Cherelle remained where she was, since she wasn't going to be cooking, munching on the food Romero had made. Her eyes grew wide when the girl who she didn't recognize literally floated over to her. So that's what a ghost looks like she thought as she realized the girl was a ghost. But what did this ghost want with her?

She was completely terrified when the ghost glared at her and asked her what she was doing. "Wha-what do you mean?" She asked nervously. She wasn't doing anything wrong, right? She didn't think anything of her joking with Romero, since it wasn't serious. They were most certainly just friends, and he was a lot older than her anyway. But even with that, Seychelles didn't know who this girl was, nor did she know that the she knew about TNSey.

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She blinked, wondering how the spirit knew about her and Andrew. "We're just joking. We don't really like each other like that! I like Andrew!" She whispered. Then she paused for a minute. "Wait, Andrew and I are dating! Did he say that! So he does like me back!" She squealed excitedly.

President of the Anime Club
⊱ the senior who senses the mood ⊰

Kiku washed his hands before he laid out the ingredients on the counter and set to work, taking a knife and slicing the meat into fine pieces. He beat a couple of eggs in a small bowl. He boiled a few potatoes, mashed them, then sautéed the meat with some onion slices, which he mixed in. Once the mixture was even, Kiku began to shape the mix into patties before coating them with flour, egg, and breadcrumbs, then poured some oil into a pan and set it on the stove. He was so absorbed in his work that he didn't notice as Cherelle entered and struck up a conversation with Romero, looking up only after he heard Romero say his name.

"I'm almost done," Kiku replied, frying the patties of potatoes, onions, and meat. "They need to fry for a few minutes." It was then that he noticed Cherelle. Ah, she's busy talking...No big deal. He could greet her after she and Franny were done with their conversation.

Romero’s flickered to the door, which was now creaking open to reveal Andrew Hickory. A wide grin broke out across his face, and he crossed the living room past Cherelle and Franny to greet the volunteer state. “Hola, Andrew!” he beamed, clapping a hand on the boy’s shoulder. “I’m so glad you could show up! And you brought your guitar, too!” he added happily, noting that Tennessee had brought his favorite instrument along. “Now we can really liven up this party!” Ignoring Andrew’s unusual silence, Romero proceeded to steer him into the kitchen, where he introduced Argentina and Japan. “You already know my brother, Luis. And this is Kiku Honda, from Japan!” he said, indicating them both. “Cherelle and Franny just happened to stop by; it seems they both were hungry. Though it seems Franny was just hungry for an argument,” he continued, rolling his eyes in the ghost’s general direction. He didn’t particularly like the ghost because they both were quick to anger and quick to jump to conclusions. Fire never mixed well with fire, after all.

Luis Esteban Salazar-Carriedo
The Timid Junior

Luis Esteban wondered why Franny was so upset. Hopefully it wasn't anything serious. He blushed when his older brother praised his cooking "I-It's nothing, really... It's quite simple to make. All you need is meat on a grill, and sprinkle some salt on it. This meat has a delicious natural taste. No flavoring or spices needed." The junior blinked when he mentioned they should pair their stations, be with the other South American nations "I guess....? Although, I'm a bit of the oddball of the rest of the nations. I've kept all my European traits for the past several centuries, and I speak Spain's old language of Catalan. Not to mention I don't have a tan like my other siblings." He saw Andrew there, the boy with his horse, Iris. He waved to him "Hola, Andrew!"

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(Out of Buenos Aires: )



Argentine Republic
Republica de Argentina

Franny back off and crept back to the couch and sat down since she apparently starting something she didn't mean to. She floated just above the couch watching everyone

The State of Tennessee
☀Andrew S. Hickory☀

Tennessee's smile returned at Louis' enthusiastic greeting even if it was a little weaker than he would have liked. He was glad to see the other horse fan there and wondered if they could talk a bit about their favorite animals later. He waved back trying his best not to worry about what he thought was going on between Romero and Cherelle. "Your cookin' sure smells good," he said. "I'm sorry to say I wasn't able to bring nothin' with me. The lobsterback got on my case for Iris messin' up the art room an' gave me detention." The Tennessean glanced apologetically at Romero as he said this, too.

He was going to say something else when he heard Seychelles squealing about something and he was pretty sure it was his name. Andrew didn't exactly speak "squealing girl" very well, but turned around just in time to get an arm full of said female. His cheeks turned another shade of red although his eyes filled slightly with panic at the thought of getting all excited about hugging another man's girl. "H-Hi, there, Cherelle..." he mumbled as he tried very hard not to look directly at who he assumed was her boyfriend out of shame.

Luckily a distraction happened upon them at just the right moment. Tennessee blinked as he looked up and heard a noise near the entrance and his dull eyes flickered with surprise and recognition. "That you, 'Bama?" he gawked. The last person he expected to see at this school was Johnny!

Grade 9
The Volunteer