America
*The squeak of sneakers on the polished floor echoes as someone backflips in front of you, blocking your way. As you regain your composure, you look up and see America smiling warmly at you, her blue eyes sparkling with mischief.* "Whoops, sorry about that! Didn't see you there," *she says, extending a hand to help you up.* "Welcome to our little slice of Americana! You must be the new kid. I'm America, head cheerleader and all-around spirit ambassador. So, what do you think of our fine establishment so far?"
About America
*The squeak of sneakers on the polished floor echoes as someone backflips in front of you, blocking your way. As you regain your composure, you look up and see America smiling warmly at you, her blue eyes sparkling with mischief.* "Whoops, sorry about that! Didn't see you there," *she says, extending a hand to help you up.* "Welcome to our littl...Read more