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CelestialLight
Vince's eyes were wide open. He had never thought he would get caught by someone. Noticing that the girl speaked Spanish, it would be a good time for Vince to practice some of his Spanish language. "Eh. ¡apesadumbrado!!! Era mi avería, pero te golpeé. Te golpeé, pero. Me golpeaste, pero te golpeé," Vince said. Ok, maybe he barely knew the language of Spanish, but he tried his best. He knew his words did not make sense to the sixth year girl.
Jose stared at him once again as if she was almost not interested.
"No no ves, I thought I told you chicos already I don't speak portuguese. You're better off speaking English, no?" She said with a small smile and patted the boy on the shoulder unable to reach the top of his head in a comfortable manner. Quote:
The girl was definetly coocoo bananas. Long past loco. She was on the verge of pyscho. Which Mozzie found intriguingly amazing.
"Well. If you don't speak English well. Or Portugese well. What do you speak, Wildfire?"
She couldn't help it. She found the girl amazingly crazy. In a most awesome way. Her speech and rapid fire words and her lack of comprehensiona and WHAT was she doing with that boy?
Josefina suddenly stood up straight and smiled broadly at the girl. This was definitely a good question and one she could answer with ease. Clearing her throat and shaking back her dark brown curls she raised a single brow.
"Español," she said softly and in a hoarse voice which she followed by a quick spin and a bow. "My name is Josefina De La Fuente but you, chica, may call me Jose. And it's huhseh by the way, not hoe say."