Okay, new chap, didnt mean to wait this long, but *wait for the excuse* its the middle of SOL week at school, well, in the state really, so I'm staying after til like 5 for the 'boot camps' so not much computer time for me, but enough about me, on to the story~~
"We're getting a new girl" a blond girl said to her friend as they played with the make-up box that sat on the floor.
"Who told you that? Benny?" her friend scoffed, pulling some black mascara out of the container.
"No, it's true, she's gunna be here soon. That's why the Ogre left a few hours back" the blond insisted, both chuckled at the name they gave their guardian.
"Really? Let's hope she's more fun than some other girls that have come through here" she commented, throwing a look at the back of the other girl in the room. She sat at a desk in the corner, hunched over a pile of books.
"Well, we're bout to find out" the blond exclaimed, her voice full of excitement. She was standing next to the window, watching as a car pulled into the driveway.
The Ogre climbed out of the driver's seat. From the other side of the car a small girl walked towards the house.
Her black hair was pulled back into a tight ponytail and her large brown eyes seemed to look everywhere at once. The only bag she had was an old colorless, tattered backpack.
"She looks foreign" the blond observed as the girl followed the Ogre into the house.
"Girls" the Ogre started, "This is Ziva, she's new in the system and doesn't speak much English, so be nice" she finished before walking out of the room.
Ziva watched Amanda leave the room after saying something to the two girls in the room. She ran the words through her brain, but only understood a few words.
Deciding that she would not be able to figure out what the woman had said, she turned her attention to the room.
It was a good size with a television set against the white wall. A single couch had been pushed against the wall opposite the television. Above the paisly fabric was a large window with curtains that blended into the couch. An electric fireplace was instaled in the far wall, its metal door closed. On the wooden floor was a mess of make-up, and the two girls stood over the mess.
Both were staring at her as if she was a zoo animal. Ziva mentaly noted the way they were staring at her as well as the fact that they both seemed younger than her.
The taller of the two had red hair that hung in curls and covered one of her green eyes. Her pale, round face was sprinkled with the stereotypical freckles over her nose, which appeared to have been broken a few times.
The other girl was not only a few inches shorter, but seemed younger as well. Her tanned face, which had had yet to lose its baby fat, was framed by perfectly straight, platinum blond hair. Her pale blue eyes were watching Ziva.
"Shalom" Ziva said the greeting she traditionally used.
"What?" the red head laughed. Ziva mentally shook her head and started over.
"Hello" she used the English word.
"Hi" the red head replied.
"My name is Ziva" she said slowly as she brought back what little knowledge of the English language she possessed.
"Hayley" the red head replied.
"Alyssa" the blond added.
"So, why are you here?" Hayley suddenly asked. "What happened to your parents?"
"Where are you from?" Alyssa jumped in. "Why are you in our system if you don't speak English?"
The questions continued as Ziva's mind reeled. She had no idea what either girl was saying and they were talking so fast that the words seemed to mush together.
"Stop" a new voice suddenly cut in, stopping Hayley mid sentence. Ziva turned slightly and was surprised to see another girl leaning against the wall.
The girl was older than the other two and definitely taller. Her curly brown hair was in a lose pony tail, which Ziva guessed was just to keep the hair out of her face. Her dark brown eyes were guarded by a thick wall that had been put up over time. Behind her, Ziva could see a few text books piled on a desk.
Sara was glad when the new girl had not noticed her at first. Instead, however, the poor girl was verbaly attacked by Hayley and Alyssa.
She took the chance to observe the newbie. Her dark brown hair fell in curls down from a tight ponytail. From the angle Sara was looking at her, she couldn't see her face, but she could tell that the girl had been through a lot by the way she stood. On her back, the girl held an old backpack. It was slightly ripped and the color had worn, but she could still make out some embroidery on the flap.
Suddenly, Hayley and Alyssa were throwing question after question at the girl. They were talking so fast that she could barely understand them, let alone the new girl.
"Stop" she ordered when she saw the girl take a small step back. "Amanda said she doesn't speak much English, so stop pestering her. Weren't you two going somewhere anyway?" she asked them.
"We were gunna go to the beach" Hayley said, giving her a 'duh' look.
"So go" Sara sighed. The two younger girls stared at her before running off. "Come on" she said to Ziva, motioning to her to follow her. "You can share my room" she said as she walked into her, now their, room.
She pointed at the empty bed on one side.
"Yours" she told Ziva, who walked over to it and put her bag down. Sara sat on her own bed, which had a pile of books on the foot of the mattress. Ziva walked over to the other girl, hand out.
"Ziva David" she said as Sara took her hand.
"Sara Sidle" Sara replied, grinning.
Ziva tossed the name around her head a few time. It felt good to hear a Hebrew word, even if it was only a name.
She couldn't help but notice that Sara had a gap between her front teeth, just like her Ima. Her stomach churned at the thought of home but she pushed it down. A year may be a long time, but she had to do it.
"What do you speak?" Sara asked her, slowly so she could take in each word. Ziva instantly understood the words 'you' and 'do' but it took her a few seconds to remember the words 'speak' and 'what'. It took a few more seconds to remember the English word for her language.
"Hebrew" she finally replied.
"Israeli" Sara concluded. Ziva nodded, her mind suddenly back home with her family. "I'll help you learn English" Sara offered suddenly.
Ziva looked at her for a few seconds. She processed the phrase and smiled.
"I will teach Hebrew" she replied.
"Okay" Sara laughed.
So, how was it, too cheesy? not cheesy enough? Good characters? or was it just straight crappy? I wont know unless you all decide to inform me, so please, do, in a review:) Oh, and the new CSI ep, OMG! thats all I'll say!