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Post by Deleted on Sept 20, 2014 23:29:37 GMT
In the bus rapidly approaching, a brunette was looking out the window with bright amber eyes. He was actually bouncing in his seat, an excited smile on his face as he keep staring at the trees they were passing by. The Italian teenager found himself never relaxing, everything in America was so different, and he wanted to see all of it. While he missed his family and the streets of Venice back home, he was here now and he intended to make the best of it.
Soon enough the bus pulled up, and Feliciano was practically out before the it even stopped. The doors had just begun sliding open when the teen used his thin frame and slipped outside. He turned around and gave the bus driver a wave and a large yet cute smile.
"Grazie!" he smiled, too excited to care he had slipped into Italian before basically skipping off. The cat half-blood's smile only got bigger as he stared at the big building, looking around for people to chat with. He waved to somebody, running up to them excitedly. "Ciao!" he greeted, before remembering to speak English. His English was pretty good, even with a bit of an accent tapped onto it. "I'm Feliciano Vargas, from Italy! I just got to America a few days ago, do you know if they have any pasta here?"
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Post by Deleted on Sept 21, 2014 17:26:52 GMT
Aria was out in the front of the school skipping around the bus stop. She was feeling playful and child-like that day. When a new student came up to her and started introducing himself and then asking if there was pasta there, Aria couldn't help but laugh. "Hehe, I'm sure there's pasta in the cafeteria. Italy, huh? I heard it's beautiful there. Anyways, I'm Aria! You can call me Ari, if you want." introduced Aria. Ari grinned after she introduced herself, nobody liked a dull and blank face! (Thought I should bring her in )
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Post by Deleted on Sept 21, 2014 17:41:00 GMT
(Lol, wrong thread but WHATEVS BRO! /shot)
"Ve~ Really?" he asked, perking up even more, if it was possible before bouncing while he stood. "There's pasta in America, then! Meraviglioso!" His curl bobbed a bit as he jumped up in excitement. "I love pasta! Oh, and pizza, and..." He cut himself off before continuing, realizing that Aria had said something else as well.
"Yup!" he said again when Aria commented on how she heard Italy was pretty. "It is really pretty. I come from Venice, so for me it's weird to be in America. Where are all the canals and boats? Do you have any? Oh! What about pizza? You have that right? And do you take siestas everyday?"
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Post by Deleted on Sept 21, 2014 17:56:12 GMT
(dude feli sounds like my sister)
"No boats or canals here, I'm afraid! Yep! Pizza's pretty big in America! Nope, well at least I don't take siestas. America's pretty different from Italy, now that I think about it." said Aria.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 21, 2014 18:13:56 GMT
"I had to take a few siestas while I was coming here. Traveling is tiring!" Feliciano admitted. "Maybe I'll find some way to take a few siestas while I'm here."
"Yeah, America is really different from Italy. It's a bit less colorful...but maybe I can paint on some of the school walls or something. I would like that," he mused aloud. He was rather good at painting, after all, since his grandfather spent lots of time teaching him as a kid. "Does Animalia Academy have an arts class? I would like to join it if I can, I'd be sad if they didn't."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 21, 2014 18:26:53 GMT
"I'm pretty sure the school has an art class! I'd like to join it as well, but I always forget to. Oh well." shrugged Aria. |Me: Mom, what are we having for breakfast? My Mom: Italian Omelet! |
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Post by Deleted on Sept 24, 2014 1:13:21 GMT
(I'll probably make another thread where Feli vandalizes paints one of the walls soon. He'll be finishing up when somebody pops in and is all like: YO BRO WATCHA DOING? IS THAT A GUILTY LOOK I SEE ON YOUR FACE?)
"I'm make sure to look into that then!" he chirped. "Sounds like fun! I brought some of my paint from Italy as well, I don't know if I'd be able to stand not painting for this long."
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