The Orphans

25

When we got back to the room, they were already in pairs. Maxine was now with Hudson and I was surprised to see him lift her with ease.

"You're finally here," Alyssa said as she took deep breaths.

Maxine wiped her sweat and placed her hands on her hips. She exhaled and smiled, "As you can see, we already have partners so the two of you don't have a choice."

I resisted the urge to smile as I glanced at Tony, "Really? He's my partner?"

He showed me a lopsided smile, "Would you rather not?"

I rolled my eyes and pulled him inside, "Let's practice."

"By the way," Psyche mentioned, "what did they call you for?"

"It was just concerning about our citizenship," Tony replied nonchalantly.

Adrian raised a brow, "What about your citizenship?"

"I came from Italy," Tony answered, "I was just transferred here to train."

Psyche turned to me with a curious glint in her eyes, "What about you?"

"France," I said, "I was transferred here for the same reason."

Derek scoffed, "France? Yeah, right."

I glared at him, "I really did come from France."

He crossed his arms over his chest, "Prove it."

"Arrête de parler, imbécile," I told him with venom laced in my voice.

Tony snorted and clamped a hand on his mouth to keep him from laughing.

Derek raised an eyebrow, "How can I know if what you said is really french?"

"Essayez de le traduire, génie," I replied.

Nina stared at Tony in confusion, "Why are you laughing?"

Tony smiled, "It's nothing."

Heather rolled her eyes, "It's what Sophie said."

"Huh? How do you know?" Fiona asked.

"I can understand French," she replied casually.

Hudson looked skeptically at Tony, "Then that means you can understand it too?"

Tony shrugged, "I guess."

"What exactly did she say?" Hudson asked.

"Stop talking, you fool," Amadeus said.

Hudson put a hand over his chest, "Sorry, man. I was just asking."

Amadeus tolled his eyes, "That's what Sophie said, idiot."

Hudson's lips formed an 'o' as everybody laughed at him.

"What did the second one she said mean?" Emmanuel asked.

"Try translating it, genius," Heather spited.

"Wait, let me get my phone," he said and searched for his phone in his pocket.

Heather tolled her eyes, "That's what she said. Try to keep up."

Emmanuel cleared his throat and awkwardly placed his phone back in his pocket, "Right."

"Now we know that Sophie is French, is Haris really Italian?" Daniel asked.

"Sì, lo sono certamente," Tony replied.

Everyone looked at Amadeus. He raised an eyebrow and shoved his hands in his pockets, "What?"

"Translate it," Adrian ordered.