Bottom of Every Bottle [Brent, Other]

[Alexander Jay García Torres]

Turned out smiling and stammering a feeble "yes" only brought more questions. The one with blue eyes was talking an awful lot. Some of it directed to him and some to the other boy. But... he just talked so fast and fluidly. His teacher at least always talked slow so he could at least try to understand. Was it going to be like this all year? Torrents of liquid speech that'd drown him and his non-existent English skills?

Oh Lord, now the other one had talked to him. Go back to talking among each other! Alex didn't want to. He just wanted to snuggle with his cat and read his comic without anyone bothering him. Santa María... Christmas holidays were never going to get here soon enough, were they?

Alex forced himself to smile and began to shake his head, bringing his shoulders up to his ears in a sort of shrug.
"I-I... no sé q-qué me están diciendo." Alex whispered, looking honestly lost, honey eyes apologetic behind thick rimmed glasses and his face deepening a couple more shades of red. "I-I... no understand. I... uh... new? ...here?" So maybe leave me alone now?

Alex looked a little bit frightened, intimidated, lost. He pulled Oscuro up to under his chin and buried his lips just behind his ear before thrusting the manga right up in front of his face again. His cat just lay there, placid, happy, and not having to worry about language barriers. He got fed everyday. He was happy.


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outfit;; clicky! tagged;;little chasee&&breent! notes;; "I don't know w-what you're telling me..." lyrics;; noneee!

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[Willhellminna "Minna" Theoreux]

Minna watched. She observed. She felt bad for the little Spanish boy who could speak English well. She sighed approached him. "Hola, mi nombre es Minna. Quién eres tú?" she asked him with a small smile. "Usted no entiende Inglés tanto?" she added another question. She liked the boy. He looked utterly adorable.

"No tengas miedo. No voy a hacerte daño." she reassured him. She extended her hand to him and smiled. She hoped that he'd feel safe a little. She just kept on smiling at him. The boy reminded her of her brother, Paris. He was so scared when they took him to the train station on his first day of Hogwarts.

[Chase McKinney-Jackson]

"Force of habit, I guess. I'm used to apologizing for it." Chase said with a slight laugh. He wasn't sure why he thought he had to apologize, but he thought he did, so he had. Simple as that. Chase didn't want to make any enemies at school, only friends. "And you know... You don't scare me much." Chase said with his own smirk toward Brent.

When Alex said something in spanish, then apparently tried saying it in English, Chase understood a lot more. "Oh. You don't speak English. Well.. I took two years of Spanish... but I don't know much..." Chase said pointlessly, knowing the guy couldn't understand him. Chase looked over at Brent. "Do you know Spanish?" Chase asked him with a small smile.

Chase's eyes widened when Theoreax walked back into the compartment and started talking in spanish to the dude. Well... that was odd. Chase looked over at Brent with wide eyes still. Now she... he was scared of.

[Brent McKinney-Jackson]

[/i] look at who's being all chummy with the first years, eh?" he smirked at her.[/ul][/color]

[Alexander Jay García Torres]

The blue-eyed boy spoke some more English and Alex felt a pang of sadness - this train ride was just a taste of what he'd be getting all year, wasn't it? There was going to be a bunch of other kids, and they were going to have fun teasing his lacking language skills. Alex pressed his face into Oscuro's fur and mumbled "Quiero irme a casa...". Not like wishing would do much. He was stuck here for the year.

But then it was as if his prayers were answered when the blonde girl from before came back... she speaks my tongue! Alex's face brightened greatly and he took her hand enthusiastically.

"Mi inglés es patético, cómo habrás podido escuchar." My English is pathetic, as you have heard.

[/i] Alex chuckled lightly at her. [/color]"Soy Alexander Jay García Torres, pero no te dejes engañar, mi nombre es inglés sólo porque mi padre lo es. Pero bueno, es un placer conocerte Minna."

Then the brown-eyed kid said something to Minna. Alex might not understand what he was saying but he did hear the tone with what it talked. It didn't seem too pleasant. But why would he say anything other than nice to this girl? She seemed nice enough. The spanish boy looked at the blonde girl, question glowing in his amber eyes.


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outfit;; clicky! tagged;;little chasee&&breent! notes;; "I'm Alexander Jay García Torres, but don't be fooled, my name is English only because my dad is. Oh well, its a pleasure getting to know you Minna. lyrics;; noneee!
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[Willhellminna "Minna" Theoreux]

Minna smiled at Alexander, "Encantado de conocerte también, Alexander. Pagar Brent ninguna mente. Él y yo no nos llevamos bien." she told him with a smile. She liked this one already. However, she knew that he was no slytherin. But she didn't care. Alexander was adorable like a younger brother.

Then she eyes Brent and Chase, not glaring. Just looked at them then turned back to smile at Alexander. "Yo soy de Slytherin, Alexander. Es por eso que Brent no me gusta. Nunca hemos sido amigos, porque actúa como un idiota, que es realmente molesto." she told him and chuckled.

"Incluso si usted no se clasifican en mi casa, espero que podamos ser buenos amigos. No lo hago por lo general las personas hacen amigos y tengo muy pocos amigos." she said with a hopeful smile at Alex. Yes, she wanted to be his friend even if he ends up in Hufflepuff.