"Hey guys, this isn´t fair; every time that creepy woman comes round you push me to the front!" Pedro said with as much dignity as he could.
"That´s not true pedro," Scarlet put a reassuring hand on his shoulder.
"When the hell did he learn how to speak english!?" Scott muttered.
"Yeah, Pedz-"
"Pedz?" Matt interupted Jamie who carried on talking.
"she´s not that creepy! although the doomsday talk ain´t much of a turn on." Jamie said.
"But when did he learn English?" Scott said a little louder.
"She may go on about the end of the world, "Matt rolled his eyes, "ALL the time, but she did give you that dictionary." he said.
"Yeah, that´s true. i just wish she wouldn´t try to grab things," Pedro shifted uncomfortably, "you know, when she tries to find her way around. last time she grabbed my-"
"seriously guys! why is he speaking english?!" scott shouted at them, "ola...pedro...¡QUE ESTA CON EL inglés?! ¡QUE ES LA MANERA A LA PLAYA. ..BEACH?! (translated to be: hello...pedro...WHAT IS WITH THE ENGLISH?! WHAT IS THE WAY TO THE BEACH...BEACH?!)
Everyone stared at Scott like he was crazy, they were bought out of their stare as they heard the doorbell. Scarlet ran to the window and looked out. Matt joined her.
"Hey Pedro," he said as he, Scarlet, Jamie and Scott began to sidle out of the room.
"What´s going on?" Pedro stood up, looking at them trying to slip out of the room.
"¿QUE? " Scott shouted ("WHAT?!") the doorbell sounded again.
"She´s here to see you again Pedro!" Jamie shouted and the four of them ran out of the room.
"Hey! don´t leave me alone with...hello," he said as a new person entered the room, "Miss Ashwood."
this tale was inspired by real life events :D my family give me too many jokes...but i was not the pedro...I WASNT!
can you tell that pedro´s my favourite? he gives me too many jokes than i think a fictional character should
:D
