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Post by AngelMarie♥ on Mar 8, 2010 17:10:21 GMT -5
I should probably be getting home soon. I thought to myself. Too much alone time, and it was getting dark. I wasn't sure how I felt about being alone in the first place. I was so used to being with at least someone, even if it was one of the pets.
Instead, all I had was a borrowed iPod from my foster brother. It was on shuffle, and a song by The Fray came on. Isaac Slade's voice reached through to me from the headphones.
"Don't let me go, don't let me go..." The lead singer pleaded with the listener, some unknown girl from a far away time. To me, the singer was me, pleading with my real parents at age ten don't let me go.
But they hadn't listened.
I shook the thought from my head. That didn't matter anymore. I was happy where I was. Well, not at that given moment. At that moment, I was walking. Alone. Alone and it was almost night. Terrific.
There was still some sun up, and plenty of people still wandering around. But I wasn't about to ask any of them for a ride home. I'd just have to take a cab...If I could afford it. I paused for a moment at a bench and pulled out my wallet.
Counting my dollar bills, I sat down. Fifteen probably wouldn't be enough to get me all the way home. I put my money away and stared off into the crowd. I had been here with a friend earlier, but with no cell phone and no sense of where she went with that guy, I was stranded.
All I could think to do was put my head in my hands an close my eyes. The music still blared in my ears, a different song now. It was annoying, something my little sister must have downloaded. Six year olds are so annoying sometimes.
I sighed, lifting my head from my palms. I tucked a lock of dark straight hair behind my ear, revealing a danging diamond earring. I looked at the sky. I wished my friend would come back, but I didn't have the slightest idea of where she was.
So much for getting home on time.
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Post by rafael dante hernandez on Mar 12, 2010 19:15:29 GMT -5
Y O U L I F T M Y F E E T O F F T H E G R O U N D S P I N M E A R R O U N D [/color] YOU MAKE ME CRAZIER, CRAZIER[/color] F E E L S L I K E I M F A L L I N G A N D I M L O S T I N Y O U R E Y E S[/color] [/font][/center] I walked along the streets utterly confused with my surroundings. I had no clue, on this blue and green planet, where the hell I was. I was lost in the down town area, yes I knew that. But I had no idea how to get from here back home. It didn’t help that I could barely speak any English. After all, I had just moved from Brazil and only knew a few words. I never went to school and learned the English language like all the other kids. No sir, I was too busy herding the cattle and the herds. I smiled remembering some of the times on the farm. Herding was a big job, but it was a blast, but now herding was no longer me life. Now it was to get a real education and be successful in life. At least that’s what ma and pa want for me. I thought. I came to a curb and looked both ways before crossing the street. I had learned this early, from nearly being run over by a big bus, or whatever it was here in America. I took off across the road and listened to my feet hitting the pavement. Thud, thud, thud, thud.I jumped up onto the other curb and slowed to a fast paced walk. I looked at all the signs trying to find something that looked even the least bit familiar. I stopped and looked towards the bench. I didn’t see a sign or anything, but simple a source that might be able to help me find my way around here. Her hands were holding her head and she seemed a bit distressed. Maybe I can help? I thought. I smiled as I proceeded to walk over, watching her lift her head from her hands. “Olá?” I called out. “H-hell-hello?” I asked my thick Brazilian accent rippling through every word I spoke. I had no idea what to say, or how to talk to her. I barely knew English at all. I didn’t even know if I was saying anything right. I tossed my head, sending my hair flying off to the side. My smile was crooked and I had no idea what to say to the beautiful girl. “ você pode me ajudar?” I spoke, already knowing that I would fail at this. how do you say, ‘can you help me?’ in English?! I thought. I wondered if she knew Spanish. I knew Spanish. It was my second language. I tried again, “¿Habla usted español?” I had no idea what else to say. I knew this would be difficult. Notes:
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Post by AngelMarie♥ on Mar 13, 2010 0:53:53 GMT -5
I looked up at a voice. A boy who looked a bit older, maybe, was walking in my general direction. I turned down the music and took out the headphones and rolled them up. Standing up, I shoved the iPod into my pocket. I furrowed my brow as the boy spoke. A language I didn't recognize, but I knew he was saying hello. Then he said it in broken English.
"Hi," I said. He spoke some more, but I didn't understand. Then came the Spanish. I took Spanish, but I didn't know much. I only learned the very basics. I tried anyway. "Un poco..." I said. A little. "Are you lost?" I asked slowly, thinking he might be. And he obviously didn't speak any - or very very little - English.
I subconciously replaced a loose strand of hair behind my ear again, studying his face. He looked almost scared to me. Of course he is! A voice in the back of my head yelled at me. That made me wonder what he was doing here in the first place, or who he was, where he was from. All of these thoughts swirled around at once, not even realizing that he was lost in the first place. Maybe he's not lost. That same voice chimed in. I shut her the hell up by bringing myself back, waiting for a response.
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Post by rafael dante hernandez on Mar 13, 2010 12:48:53 GMT -5
I smiled when she spoke of how she knew a little Spanish. “ bueno, bueno.” I spoke. good, good. I hoped that she knew what I was saying. She said she knew a little Spanish but I had no idea how much she knew, or how much she understood. I could only pray that she would understand. “Sí, estoy perdido. ¿Puede usted ayudarme?” I spoke hoping she understood I was asking for help. “H-help?” I asked in English.
I paused as I looked at this girl. She was beautiful. She looked like a flower sprinkled in dew when the sun hit it just right. Gorgeous. It was then when I made the connection of her beauty that I remembered my manners. “mi nombre es Rafael.” I spoke again in Spanish. Then I tried in English, “m-my na-name es Rafael Dante Hernandez.” I bowed as I said my name, holding my hand out to my side. I was joking around if she couldn’t tell. But for her benefit, I smiled as I laugh escaped my lips. It was a sexy laugh and it caught me off guard. I had heard my thick accent hit every word even as I stuttered over the English ones. I was trying my hardest here, and I hoped she understood. This was going to be more difficult than I thought.
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Post by AngelMarie♥ on Mar 13, 2010 17:47:45 GMT -5
I wasn't understanding much of the Spanish, but I was joyous when he tried the English words. So he knew the very basics. Lucky for him, I knew the very basics of Spanish as well. So he did need help. I had been right. I smiled. "I can help."
"Yo soy Esperanza," I paused. I'm sure he knew Esperanza was my name, but I'd figured I'd translate just to be sure. "Hope." I giggled to myself. This was just the kind of challenge I had been looking for all day. Something to make me smile. And when he - Rafael - bowed, I couldn't help but laugh out loud. He laughed too, a very sexy laugh, might I add.
Thinking of the right think to ask, and only coming up with cómo but I couldn't think of what came next. "How can I help?" I asked, pointing to myself then shrugging and pointing to him. "Cómo?" I added. This was starting to get harder than I thought it might.
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Post by rafael dante hernandez on Mar 19, 2010 17:24:30 GMT -5
I smiled as she spoke her name. I knew what the translation was, but it was sweet of her to clear it up for me. "Hope." i spoke, letting her name flow from my mouth and into the air. Her name was sweet and gentle and so far it seemed to fit her perfectly. Hope.
I laughed as soon as she did. Her giggle was cute, and she seemed to be an overall happy person. She seemed like someone who you could become friends with easily.
I smiled at her as i heard her ask how she could help. I figured to take it slow and the effort not to overwhelm her. "mi casa? I asked. "ayuda? encontrar?" I spoke again in Spanish wondering once again how much Spanish she truly knew.
I decided to try to speak English again. "help, find?" i asked having no idea what i was really saying. I was simply repeating her words that she had used. I could be saying 'go to hell and back' for all i knew. Hopefully she would understand.
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Post by AngelMarie♥ on Mar 22, 2010 17:59:24 GMT -5
I struggled with the words he was saying. Mi casa. Didn't that mean house? He repeated words I used. Help and find. He needed to find his house! Okay, I get it now. I giggled. "You're lost. Okay. Let me help you." I gently took his hand and led him to the bus stop where there was a map of the stops.
"Where?" I asked, pointing to the map. "Where is it?" I asked slowly. Although I couldn't understand most of what he was saying, I enjoyed talking to him. If I never saw him again, I'd definitely remember him forever. I waited for Rafael to try and point out or at least tell me the name of where he lived so I could tell him where to go.
ooc//sorry it sucks. just trying to keep the post moving along.
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Post by rafael dante hernandez on Mar 22, 2010 19:15:16 GMT -5
I smiled as i heard her giggle. it was adorable really. I couldn't help but chuckle as she did. Her laugh was contagious, almost like a yawn. I suddenly felt her hand slip into mine carefully. It was small and smooth in comparison to mine. My hands were rough and big. Our hands represented how different we were and yet how easily and how perfectly we went together.
We rushed over to a board near a bus stop that had roads and streets on it. Now why didn't i think of that? i thought not only was this girl pretty, but she was smart too. perfect girl. I smiled. I didn't quiet understand all her words but i could a bit. Speaking English was harder than understanding it.
I looked at the map trying to find the general location of my house, hoping that she would know how to get me there. As i looked across the map, i saw names that began to look a bit more familiar.
I lived in a more rural part of town, practically on the outskirts. I found the neighborhood region in which i lived and pointed to the rural area with my index finger. "allí, allí" i spoke. then in English, "there, there." I smiled pleased with myself. Knowing that my English had improved since i had arrived in America.
I smiled down at the girl. "You. help, me?" i asked pointing from me, to her and then back to me again. I then thought of my horse waiting at home for me. and i smiled. I couldn't wait to show Hope my horse. She just seemed like a happy person, which made her fun to be around.
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Post by AngelMarie♥ on Mar 23, 2010 18:33:02 GMT -5
I laughed again at Rafael's excitement. I sighed an inward sigh of relief that he knew where he lived. When he asked if I could help him I smiled. "Yes." I said, still laughing. I looked around first, hoping to find a payphone. I had to call my parents. Spotting one, I made a 'one minute' motion to Rafael. "I need to call home." I said, pointing to the payphone. "Stay here. I'll be back." I said, hoping he'd get the point of what I was saying.
I jogged to the payphone and dialed the operator, then connecting to my home. "Hi, Mom." Although she wasn't my real mother, I still called her that. Same with my foster dad. I explained to her what happened and that I'd find a way home later. My friend needed help getting home, because he was new in town and didn't live too far from where we were. She let me help and I excitedly squealed a thank you and hung up.
"Let's go!" I called to Rafael. I ran up to him and grabbed his hand, pulling him along in the general direction we needed to go. "It's not too far from here." I said. I didn't quite care if he understood. It just felt good to talk to another human being for once.
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Post by rafael dante hernandez on Mar 24, 2010 16:38:55 GMT -5
I smiled as she began to laugh. I could tell she wasn't laughing at me being stupid, or anything. I could tell by the tone and the way that she was actually giggling. It was cute. Uber cute. "vale" i spoke as she signaled for me to wait a minute.
I watched her walk over to the phone and i heard her speaking to the other person on the other end. I smiled as i heard her giggle again. I didn't know why but her giggle made me laugh and smile. It just seemed to have that effect on me.
I looked off to the distance thinking about the work i had to do with my horse when i got home. He and i hadn't worked out in a while. I sighed and then turned to Hope just in time as she grabbed my hand and yanked me in what i hoped was the direction of my house.
A chuckle escaped my lips and a smile crossed my lips as my lips curled up. "vale, vale" i spoke. "I'm com-coming." i stuttered.
I caught up to her and then held her hand a 'lil bit tighter smiling down at her. I then began to swing our hands as i held onto hers. I was in a good mood now, and Hope seemed to be the perfect name for this girl who put me in such a great mood. "You." i paused, "divertido" i finished and then in English, "You are funny." I said continuing to swing our hands back and forth.
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Post by AngelMarie♥ on Mar 25, 2010 13:41:33 GMT -5
I was impressed by how much English he knew already. I wondered how long Rafael had been in Daeland. I didn't bother to ask, not until we got to his house. I smiled more at that thought and continued on, our hands swinging back and forth. I didn't mind holding his hand - it was comforting and I finally felt human.
I couldn't help but keep smiling. I had gone from insanely depressed to euphoric. I couldn't believe the jump. But it was okay, just walking away from the madness of the city with Rafael by my side.
I laughed. "I'm funny?" I asked. Okay, this boy was too sweet. I laughed as a thought came forward. He couldn't be any sweeter if you dipped him in sugar. I stifled another laugh and instead said, "Well you are too." I had no doubt he wouldn't understand. He'd understood everything I'd said so far, so why wouldn't he now?
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As we approached the outskirts of the city, I slowed my pace, looking around, then looking up at Rafael. I wondered wich street he lived on. "Calle." I said. Thank you Spanish 1! "Casa?" I asked, hoping he'd know which street and house he was. All the houses here were small and cute. Mine was just the opposite. Except for being small.
I wondered how much further as I kept clinging to Rafael's hand. A breeze rustled through my hair, caressing my cheek, and I couldn't help but wonder what his fingers felt like caressing my cheeks. I blushed and was instantly embarrassed by the thought, although I knew he couldn't tell what I was thinking. All I did was wait to find out where he lived.
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Post by rafael dante hernandez on Apr 11, 2010 9:02:14 GMT -5
I smiled as we approached the outskirts of town. It was weird me, and her. But it was a good type of weird... It was the kind of weird where neither one of had to say anything, we were just happy to be in each others company. It was weird, but interesting, and it was entrapping really. It had me baffled, and wanting to understand more.
I stopped and looked around the neighborhood. It was still too populated to be my neighborhood. I lived a bout a mile or two away from these house. "Creo que es 1 Hash-back carril" i spoke slowly, partially for my benefit. "I think.... it's 1 Hash-back Lane...?" i spoke. Hoping that it was really my house and not someone else's place.
I looked down and smiled at her. "I know it when i see it." i spoke proudly. I watched a slight wind blow a strand of her hair backwards and i smiled. She was really beautiful. And it was then that i wondered if she liked horses. "los caballos?" I asked. "Do- you like horses?" i asked hoping the anwer would be yes. If it was yes. then i could show her some of the tricks that I had taught Eagle. I smiled, the question lingering in the air.
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Post by esperanza charlotte garcia on Apr 27, 2010 19:33:27 GMT -5
I stood, soaking everything in. I didn't know my way around this part of town so much, but all I knew what that my house was on the opposite side. But I wasn't in too big a rush to get home. I never was any more. But that didn't matter. I was curious to see what Raf's house was like, what his family was like, what his pets were like, if he had any. Suddenly, I had become a curious person, and way less cautious than usual. I wasn't afraid I was going to say something stupid, like I usually was.
"Horses?" I was caught a bit off gaurd. I'd never ridden a horse. I didn't have anything against them, either, so I guess they were okay. "I guess so." I laughed again. Me and my nervous reaction. At least I didn't blurt out random stuff. That would be horrible. I hate talking about myself anyway. But horses? I hoped for a fleeting moment he meant a figurine, or was going to show me his horse and then take me home. Or maybe he was just wondering. But somehow, I knew there was a real horse involved and I'd just have to live through it (all though horses are actually pretty cool).
ooc// sorry it sucks. and took a while. i was helping out with revamping. i'm still trying to get settled in. :/
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Post by rafael dante hernandez on May 1, 2010 14:11:25 GMT -5
I smiled at her and winked. She guessed so. By the end of the day i was sure that she would love horses, or at least Eagle. Everyone loved Eagle. Everyone. He was the best horse I had ever had, and probably ever would have. I had trained him, and taught him everything he knew. I had raised him from a small little colt, and knew him inside out. When he had been sick, I had slept in his stall, when he had been fiery, i met him with the same intensity back.
I looked back at her as i proceed to walk forward. I hoped that things would go well at home. My home wasn't exactly a home, it was a partially broken down house that only my sister and i lived in. We could afford anything and life sucked for us most of the time. I just hoped that she wouldn't judge me.
[ooc] yeah. its fine. my post sucked too. whatever.
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Post by esperanza charlotte garcia on May 22, 2010 17:56:17 GMT -5
I giggled. What was it with me and giggling today? Maybe it was the fact that I was with a new person - a guy at that. A guy who was cute and funny. Either way, I was here, with him, and I was a little too far away to go home now. Not like they'd care. I pulled out my cell phone on impulse. Pretty much dead. I turned it off so I'd be able to call home later.
"So where are we headed?" I asked, completely forgetting the language barrier. Raf seemed to mostly understand what I was saying anyway. I followed Raf where ever he went, slightly excited to see the horse..horses?
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