ooooooooh the spanish class. oooooooooooooh!
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[Spanish Classroom]
AMY POV
I walked into the classroom, and there he was. He had even saved me the seat next to him. How sweet.
"Hey!" He said.
"Hey. Thank's for saving me a seat." I smiled.
"Oh, this seat isn't for you. It's for... Her." He said as he pointed to a random girl, who was already sitting at a desk.
"Sure." I laughed as I sat down.
"Well jeeze. You've killed my chances with... Betty Sue." Ephram said.
"Is that even her name?" I asked him. I doubted it was.
"Dunno. But she looks kinda 'Betty Sue'-ish. Dont you think so?" Ephram mused. Then he stroked his imaginary beard.
"I guess so." I said, looking at 'Betty Sue'. Ephram smiled at me.
"Well if you promise you can be better company than Betty Sue, I guess you can sit here." Ephram teased.
"Oh, I'll be better company. Trust me." I said, lifting an eyebrow. He grinned.
"Alright class... Your assignment today is to write a couple [i] sentances [/i] about someone else in this class, describing how you feel about them. Nothing stupid... This should come from your heart. Pick your partners now, [i] por favor [/i] ." The teacher interrupted our conversation.
I nodded at Ephram, and he nodded back. He had such a way with words, that boy.
"So. A couple sentances." I said. This should prove to be interesting.
"Yeah. So... we should get started." Ephram said. I nodded and took out a piece of paper. We both started to write in silence.
About half an hour later, we had to go up to the front of the class and read our sentances. Thank goodness neither me nor Ephram was chosen first.
"Amy Abbott. [i] Es su vuelta [/i] ." The teacher said. I slowly got up out of my chair. I didn't really know how to pronounce alot of the words, since I had first written them in english, then just looked everything up in the english/spanish dictionary. Oh well. I decided to try my best. Hopefully Ephram would understand what I was saying. As I reached the front of the class, I saw Ephram watching me. I smiled and he nodded. I began to speak.
" [i] Le satisfice el año pasado, e incluso cuando había ya alguien, no podría parar el pensar como de cuál sería si usted era que alguien. Cuando estoy con usted, siento algo que nunca me he sentido antes. Me asusta, pero lo deseo. Realmente lo deseo. Te amo Ephram. [/i] " I said the last part quietly.
*Translation*** I met you last year, and even when there was already someone, I couldn't stop thinking about what it would be like if you were that someone. When I'm with you, I feel something that I've never felt before. It scares me, but I want it. I really want it. I love you, Ephram. ***
I didn't realise it then, but I was crying. I looked over at Ephram and saw the shocked expression on his face. So much for not speaking spanish very well. He understood every word. He knew how I felt about him. I felt almost naked standing there in front of the entire class. I had just confessed my love for Ephram in front of twenty other people. I went and sat down quietly. Everyone else in the class started clapping. I laughed through my tears and sunk down further in my chair. Then I heard him whisper in my ear.
" [i]Te amo también [/i], Amy." He said. I started to cry harder. He loved me too. He loved me. Ephram loved me.
The class was still clapping, even the teacher. Ephram took my hand and helped me stand up to where he was. Then he kissed me. And it wasnt just like any other kiss. It was a kiss from the man I loved. He wrapped his arm around my waist, bringing me closer. The clapping sounded distant, and I soon forgot altogether that we were practically making out in the middle of Spanish class. And everyone was watching. Soon enough, the kiss was over. I felt happy. Truly happy. Then the bell rang, and Ephram and I walked out of the classroom, hand in hand.
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Ooooh!! OoOOooooh!! was it good? bad? cheesy? slimy? how about runny? telllllll me.
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[Spanish Classroom]
AMY POV
I walked into the classroom, and there he was. He had even saved me the seat next to him. How sweet.
"Hey!" He said.
"Hey. Thank's for saving me a seat." I smiled.
"Oh, this seat isn't for you. It's for... Her." He said as he pointed to a random girl, who was already sitting at a desk.
"Sure." I laughed as I sat down.
"Well jeeze. You've killed my chances with... Betty Sue." Ephram said.
"Is that even her name?" I asked him. I doubted it was.
"Dunno. But she looks kinda 'Betty Sue'-ish. Dont you think so?" Ephram mused. Then he stroked his imaginary beard.
"I guess so." I said, looking at 'Betty Sue'. Ephram smiled at me.
"Well if you promise you can be better company than Betty Sue, I guess you can sit here." Ephram teased.
"Oh, I'll be better company. Trust me." I said, lifting an eyebrow. He grinned.
"Alright class... Your assignment today is to write a couple [i] sentances [/i] about someone else in this class, describing how you feel about them. Nothing stupid... This should come from your heart. Pick your partners now, [i] por favor [/i] ." The teacher interrupted our conversation.
I nodded at Ephram, and he nodded back. He had such a way with words, that boy.
"So. A couple sentances." I said. This should prove to be interesting.
"Yeah. So... we should get started." Ephram said. I nodded and took out a piece of paper. We both started to write in silence.
About half an hour later, we had to go up to the front of the class and read our sentances. Thank goodness neither me nor Ephram was chosen first.
"Amy Abbott. [i] Es su vuelta [/i] ." The teacher said. I slowly got up out of my chair. I didn't really know how to pronounce alot of the words, since I had first written them in english, then just looked everything up in the english/spanish dictionary. Oh well. I decided to try my best. Hopefully Ephram would understand what I was saying. As I reached the front of the class, I saw Ephram watching me. I smiled and he nodded. I began to speak.
" [i] Le satisfice el año pasado, e incluso cuando había ya alguien, no podría parar el pensar como de cuál sería si usted era que alguien. Cuando estoy con usted, siento algo que nunca me he sentido antes. Me asusta, pero lo deseo. Realmente lo deseo. Te amo Ephram. [/i] " I said the last part quietly.
*Translation*** I met you last year, and even when there was already someone, I couldn't stop thinking about what it would be like if you were that someone. When I'm with you, I feel something that I've never felt before. It scares me, but I want it. I really want it. I love you, Ephram. ***
I didn't realise it then, but I was crying. I looked over at Ephram and saw the shocked expression on his face. So much for not speaking spanish very well. He understood every word. He knew how I felt about him. I felt almost naked standing there in front of the entire class. I had just confessed my love for Ephram in front of twenty other people. I went and sat down quietly. Everyone else in the class started clapping. I laughed through my tears and sunk down further in my chair. Then I heard him whisper in my ear.
" [i]Te amo también [/i], Amy." He said. I started to cry harder. He loved me too. He loved me. Ephram loved me.
The class was still clapping, even the teacher. Ephram took my hand and helped me stand up to where he was. Then he kissed me. And it wasnt just like any other kiss. It was a kiss from the man I loved. He wrapped his arm around my waist, bringing me closer. The clapping sounded distant, and I soon forgot altogether that we were practically making out in the middle of Spanish class. And everyone was watching. Soon enough, the kiss was over. I felt happy. Truly happy. Then the bell rang, and Ephram and I walked out of the classroom, hand in hand.
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Ooooh!! OoOOooooh!! was it good? bad? cheesy? slimy? how about runny? telllllll me.