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Originally Posted by
ChanceCoeur 
It was decided.
Noelle was going to learn Spanish.
If she wanted to be able to speak with Sabbies grandmother, this was a must. She didn't want to have to have Sabbie translate everything they said to each other. And it would make a good impression right? Sabbie had mentioned to her before how his people liked to keep with their people. Nells wanted to be apart of that people if she was going to keep Sabbie as a best friend.
Which, they needed to work on that stuff with her side of the family too. Her mom is weary of Sabbie because he's different and in her eyes, dangerous. Noelle had no idea why. Sabbie was her best friend and would never hurt her.
"Can you teach me how to speak Spanish?" Noele blurted out at him. If not, she would happily decline him using any of her notes anymore from class.
And speaking of class,
"Try a bit harder. I know you're dancing but studies are important too. Your family can't teach you this stuff." She was here to help but she knew as little as he did.
But then she smiled.
"Of course. What are best friends for?"
"Sure Nells", he paused, grinning
"I'll tell you what... How about, I teach you Spanish and, in return, you lend me your class notes" he proposed with a smirk. That arrangement would suit him perfectly.
"Are you telling me what to do Noelle Summers? he said with a smirk.
"Look, I'll try to turn up to more classes but I'm not going to make any promises, he said, with a yawn. He snuggled in closer to Nells, they'd been talking for hours and he thought the sun would probably be starting to come up soon.
Sabbath's blinks were getting longer and longer and he thought Nells must be sleepy too as she'd gone quiet.
"Buenas noches, Nells" he whispered. He was giving up the urge to fight the sandman and felt himself drifting off to sleep. His eyes felt heavy and his thoughts turned to home again. He pictured his grandmother and his Tio Juan and Tia Ana and his other aunts and uncles. He imagined the faces of some of his cousins, José, Manuel and Paco, little Paola and Blanca and the voices of his friends. Then finally, as his eyes eventually closed, the last thought to run through his mind was of dark perfumed hair and a pretty smile... Rosaura.