Peculiar Waters- millard nullings

FOUR

Pascale could see the alarmed look on the child's face, though she wasn't surprised as she looked dreadful. The child called for Miss. Peregrine, and soon enough the old women appeared at the doorway. She looked Pascale up and down, helped her up, and led her into what looked like a sitting room.

Miss. Peregrine slid a glass of water towards Pascale, and the girl hurriedly gulped it down in a matter of seconds, some of it accidentally spilling down her front. Miss. Peregrine gave Pascale a slightly odd look, and poured her another glass of water. The cycle continued until the tickle in Pascale's throat was gone, and her skin stopped itching.

"Who are you? What are you going here?" Miss. Peregrine asked.

Pascale stared at the women in confusion. "I... Do not... Under...Understand." Pascale spoke slowly, using the minimal English she knew. "I... Do not... Speak English. I speak French."

Miss. Peregrine excused herself, Pascale hoped it was to find another person who could speak her language.

Millard and Emma where passing a ball back and forth in the yard, and having a friendly conversation, when Miss. Peregrine came rushing out. "Mr. Nullings, I hate to interrupt your game, but I need to borrow you for a moment."

"Of course Miss. Peregrine" Millard said, and followed her into the house, and into the sitting room. There, a girl who was covered in dirt and blood, was seated on the couch.

"She speaks French, can you translate what she's saying for me?" Miss. Peregrine asked.

"Well, I've dabbled in the language, I'm not sure I'll be able to translate everything she says, but I'll try" Millard replied. He could see the alarmed look on the girls face when he spoke, as she couldn't see him.

"What's your name?" Miss. Peregrine asked.

"Quel est ton nom?" Millard translated.

"Pascale Bellamy" the girl, Pascale, replied.

They continued the conversation, Millard translating most of the things Pascale said, with only slight difficulty. He could see the amount of discomfort on the girls face, he assumed it was because she couldn't see him.

When the conversation was over, Pascale was told to bathe, and she would be staying in the Loop, until her's was fixed. After Pascale left, Miss. Peregrine approached Millard. "I need you to teach her how to speak English, talk with her, English is not a easy language, this is your chance to be a teacher Mr. Nullings. Also, tell Miss. Montana that Pascale will be sleeping in her room," Miss. Peregrine patted the invisibles back, and left the room.

Millard left the room after Miss. Peregrine, and made his way into the bedroom he knew belonged to another Peculiar called Beverly Montana.

Beverly was seated on her bed, engrossed in a novel, she didn't even notice him enter the room.

"Beverly" he shouted. The girl jumped and rolled off the bed.

"Jesus Millard, don't do that" she said, and began whacking the air with her book.

"What are you doing?" Millard asked.

"Trying to smack you, but I can't find you," the girl continued to smack thin air.

"Okay then, a new girl has arrived, her name is Pascale, and she doesn't speak English. Miss. Peregrine told me to tell you that you two will be roommates." Millard leaned against the wall.

"Why me?" Beverly asked.

"Well I'm assuming it's because of your Peculiarity" Millard replied.

Beverly nodded. "Alright." The girl proceeded to shoo Millard out of the room.