Wind beneath My Wings

by **Xavier Prince** on Mon May 02, 2016 3:04 pm

Xavier was out enjoying the summer sun though he wouldn't seem like it as he was dressed with a long sleeve hoodie. Walking the street he found a local cafe. Walking in he ordered a latte and sat down at a table. Pulling out a sketch book he flipped to a blank page and started to sketch the scene in front of him. He liked to draw what he saw everything gave him inspiration one never knew what you could stumble upon so he never left with out his sketch book and a pencil. His long blonde hair was loose around his shoulders he tucked some behind his ear as he looked at the scene in front of him. He scanned the customers trying to figure out what he wanted in his sketch.

by **Celia Blake** on Mon May 02, 2016 3:34 pm

Celia grabbed her phone from her bag. She wanted a drink from this cafe but she didn't know the English term for it. Frowning she noticed a blonde man happen to have the drink she wanted. Looking around she quickly walked to him and smiled tapping on the table to get his attention. She noticed he was drawing and looked at it for a moment, maybe he would be going to her school when it started? He had the talent for it. Celia would just have to wait and see.

When she saw his eyes looked at her she flashed a smile and spoke quickly and completely in french forgetting once again that she was supposed to speak English here. "Pouvez-vous me dire ce que cette boisson est appelée. Je ne connais pas le mot en anglais" She spoke as she pointed to his drink that he was drinking. She felt stupid for not knowing the word in english but she still didn't understand English just yet.

Translation:
Can you tell me what this drink is called. I don't know the word in English

Xavier

by **Xavier Prince** on Thu May 05, 2016 9:55 am

Xavier looked up when he heard a voice speaking. He then realized that she speaking French luckily he was taught French well rather forced to learn the language. "le nom de la boisson est 'latte'" (The name of the drink is) He said switching to English at the end so she could hear the drink name in English. For once learning French had come in handy he never thought that it would. Though he knew that it could if he traveled. He pushed a loose strand of his long blonde hair behind his ear just honestly he wasn't sure that knowing French would come in handy in England but then again he was going to be attending an international Arts Academy so he guessed that he should expect that the other six languages that he was forced to learn would come in handy.

by **Celia Blake** on Sat May 07, 2016 1:20 pm

Celia smiled widely and nodded quickly noticing his accent. "Merci, oh oops sorry, I mean, Thank you." She smiled at him and held her hand out to him. "I am Celia Blake and you would be called?" Her english was sometime a bit broken but most people tend to understand it with ease.

She smiled and after quickly jogging and getting a drink she came back and pulled out a seat. "You are ok if I sit here, yes?" She asked not wanting to be rude, but he understood french and it was always eaiser if the person she was talking to spoke her native language. Much like how she had learned Russian for her adopted siblings.

Xavier

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Wind beneath My Wings