The Project

New School... Old friend...

(This is in the P.O.V of Sean. It will be in other P.O.V's too. But it is mainly Sean. Please comment if you enjoy this book and tell me if I should continue! Every chapter starts where the last chapter stops. Enjoy!)

I miss home. I want to go back to Ireland.

That is what I thought when I woke up to a loud beeping sound, remembering I am going to my new school this morning.

Uuuggghhh. I don't want to wake up.

I lay there for a bit as the alarm clock is still beeping.

*BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP*

I sighed and sat up. I turned the alarm off and got up reading the clock.

*4:30 AM*

Wow, I have time for my workout!

I start my morning workout. I always did a workout every morning before school back in Ireland.

God, I miss home.

I ran downstairs after my workout and looked at the clock.

*6:50 AM*

I get dressed and get ready for school. I watch the bus drive away.

Shit! I missed the bus! Mom is going to be pissed!

I ran after the bus and tried to get on the bus at the next stop.

"Sorry kid you have to get on at your stop." The bus driver looked sad at me as one of the jocks from the school said that to me.

"What?!" It is the only word in English I can say perfectly. I look at the bus driver with a please look.

*Time Skip brought to you by Sam the Septic Eye*

I follow the principal to my first class. I was late. The bus driver skipped my stop on purpose. The bus driver had to otherwise the jocks would probably hurt him. He tried to let me on but they wouldn't let him. We walked into the classroom after the principal explained where to go. I still didn't understand where my classes were.

She needs a translator or someone to tell her I didn't understand her because my accent is too thick for her to understand.

Immediately after I walk in after her I feel all eyes on me.

Oh shit. The jocks are in my class.

*Mini Time Skip brought to you by Tim the Tiny Box*

I tried to speak to the class in the best English I can but again they can't understand me.

Ugh, why do you try?

A nice girl came up and said to me in Irish:

"I can translate for you! I am taking Irish as a language and can also tutor you so you can speak English better! Would that help?" She smiled at me.

She has a warm smile. It is adorable.

"Yes, it would. Thank you!" I smile back at her.

Everyone stared at me and her wonder what we are saying.

"Mr.P I am going to translate for the new kid!"

"Thank you, Signe! That is very kind of you!" He says smiling proudly at her.

I start to speak and wait for her to translate.

"Dia dhuit. Is é mo ainm Sean. Tá mé as Éirinn. ..." I look at her and she translates.

"Hello. My name is Sean. I'm from Ireland. ..." She says with a happy look of excitement. I continue.

"Tá a fhios agam, is é mo accent..."

"I know, my accent is..."

"deacair a thuiscint..."

"difficult to understand..."

"ach rinne mé iarracht."

"but I tried."

"Is féidir liom tú a thuiscint. "

"I can understand you."

"mar sin beidh mé in ann aon chomhrá a thuiscint ach ní bheidh mé in ann labhairt ar ais gan chabhair."

"so I'll be able to understand any conversation but I will not be able to talk back without help."

I did a little bow showing I was done and that she translated perfectly. She giggled. I saw a jock looking at me with a warm smile. He sits in the back. The other jocks sit near the front. The other jocks gave me glares as if I did something wrong.

The one giving you a smile is pretty cute. No shut up!

I get directed by Signe to my seat, which is right in between her and the jock that was smiling at me. In the back row.