place to call home? // Wyatt H.

[RAPHAEL ANDRÉ XANTHOPOULOS]

Now that the new semester was starting after holiday it was finally time to start getting used to things here at this foreign school. As if the previous semester before holiday didn't deserve such a start. He was in this place where he barely spoke the language and if he got flustered he spoke his native French. It was an easy thing to do, at least for anyone who was in a place where everyone spoke something different than you. Raphael was a nice guy but had a hard time with some of these.

Still Raphael took his class notes in French and thought in his native French and whenever he was in classes he had to pay extra close attention to retain the important information. But tonight he was luckily able to relax. He was able to just be himself in his own little world and not have to think of anything to do with his family or his mission, but instead on studying. Transfiguration, it was one of his favorite subjects. Something that translated across many language boundaries. He enjoyed his books.

He needed to remember to pull Rain to the side next time he saw her. They were here for something and he needed to talk to her about that after some things that had happened in the woods. They could talk about it later though. Raph for now would keep that book in front of his face and welcomed any conversation that would challenge his skills. He was ready to make this school home for now.

Words: 261
Tagged: @kristi2
Notes: Sorry it's so short but hopefully it's okay.