Freaking Americans
Orihime Inoue
Chapter 3
To say the least, Orihime felt sorry for the poor girl.
'Sobbing in the back of the room like that,' she shook her head at her notes. 'Poor thing.'
Orihime had been one of the people kind enough to try to strike up a conversation with the American, Deidra. It hadn't been that successful. She had stuttered in broken Japanese and the so-called "conversation" had deteriorated to Orihime speaking very simple sentences slowly and loudly while Deidra winced and said "hai" to almost everything.
She had ended the conversation with the impression that, even if they had had the conversation in fluent English, Deidra still would have been highly awkward. She obviously wasn't a very social person at all.
A/N: So short.... I have difficulty writing in Orihime's point of view. -_-