mmm, tea

[pandion]

"Do you think I should try out for swim team?" Andi asks her sister.

"I don't know, do you want to be on the swim team?" inquires Bella.

"Maybe, I don't know. It could be fun, and I'd get to be in the pool a lot."

"Then sure, go for it." Bella bites into her grilled cheese.

Comments

[pandion]

"Ouch."

[hold_infinity]

"Ouch is right."

[palmofyourhand]

"Maybe you just need a little help," says Ethan. "A crash course. How To Pass Classes In America."

[pandion]

"Is the school system really that different?"

[palmofyourhand]

"Parts of it."

[hold_infinity]

"The spelling's going to make me want to punch something, I can just tell," says Robin.

[instar]

"They shouldn't mark you down for putting extra U's in things, but never let it be said that I expect all teachers to do what they should."

[hold_infinity]

"Yeah, that would make far too much sense."

[pandion]

"I'd wonder what Mom would do with a British kid but her students aren't usually literate yet in any dialects at all," muses Andi.

[hold_infinity]

"Your mum teaches little kids?" she guesses.

[pandion]

"Yeah, kindergarten."

[instar]

"I was theoretically eligible to skip into first grade directly, but Mom wouldn't let me go past her without having me for the year, and besides, would've split me up from Andi."

[hold_infinity]

"Wouldn't want that," she says, glancing between the twins.

[pandion]

"Yeah, Bella totally carries me in English class. I have more tolerance for math though."

[hold_infinity]

"English class, there's a joke," snorts Robin.

[palmofyourhand]

"Don't mock the colonials," says Ethan.

[pandion]

"The Redcoats are mocking, the Redcoats are mocking!"

[instar]

"Pffffff."

[palmofyourhand]

Ethan snickers.

[hold_infinity]

Robin giggles.

[instar]

"I don't even know why it's called English class. In elementary school it was Language Arts, and a decent fraction of the literature we study is translated from other languages, we're doing a chunk of Dostoevsky in December."

[pandion]

"Not the entirety of Dostoevsky? Just like his arm or something?"

[instar]

"A passage from the middle of a novel," snorts Bella. "Not the whole thing, no room in the schedule."

[hold_infinity]

Meanwhile, the Redcoats

[palmofyourhand]

are cracking up.