Why Have I Done This??? (Lams Oneshots)

Language Barrier

A/N - so this is a request and I'm really lazy so this (is Spanish) and this (is French) yay have fun also I wrote this on my computer enjoy the ridiculous amount of spaces thnk u

Alexander's POV

   Starting school in a new school can be scary. Especially when you just moved to America from the Caribbean. It also doesn't help that my brother and I don't speak English. I kept my head down as I walk through the halls and everyone talking sounded like gibberish to me. I got lost quickly and couldn't ask for help. I was about to cry when I heard a thick french accent yelling as his friends in English. I tapped his shoulder and he looked down at me. "Oh, are you new? Are you lost?" I frowned and his friends turned to look at me. 

   "I don't know where I am. I can't  speak English. Can you please help me?"  The boy smiled and his friends all looked at him expectantly. 

   "He doesn't speak English." I bit my lip, fearing that he couldn't understand me. "Let me see your schedule, buddy." I grinned in delight and showed him my schedule. "You have your first class with John. I'll give you my number  just in case you get lost. Do you speak any other languages?" The boy wrote his number on my schedule and smiled.

   "I speak Spanish." 

   "John, he speaks Spanish." The one called John nodded and smiled at me.

   "Hi, I'm John. I can speak a little bit of Spanish." 

   "That's ok. I can manage." I smiled. 

   "My name is Lafayette but most people call my Laf. This is Hercules or Herc. What's your name?" Laf smiled.

   "Alexander...Alex." The bell rang and John looked up at me.

   "Come on, Alex." I followed John to class and I dragged him to the teacher. 

   "Can you translate for me?" John frowned and I pointed to the teacher.

   "Oh...I'll try." I told John what to tell her and I guess I spoke too fast because he frowned at me. "Um-...He can't speak English. He does speak Spanish and French. I know a little bit of Spanish but not a whole lot. I don't know how much help I can be."

   "Ok, um-...Mr. Washington notified me this morning. I've printed his worksheet in Spanish but I don't know how much he'll understand the lesson. The district is hiring a translator so in the meantime can you help him as best you can?"

   "Of course. Alex." I looked up at John and he smiled. "Let's go." John lead me to a seat in the back and explained as best he could about the translator. I was able to do the assignment easily and was the first to turn it in. John said the teacher was impressed and I blushed. "What? Are you-" John paused and bit his lip. I giggled and nudge him. "Can you talk...slow? I can't understand you fast." I giggled and nodded. 

   "Yes, I can." Class went by fast and John wrote something in English to give to my teacher. He said it told them my situation and I thanked him profusely. He just smiled and nodded. I was passed to Laf who told me where to find him at lunch and I kept showing my teachers the note. They understood and Laf served as a translator in two of my classes. At lunch I scared John and he rolled eyes. I sat next to him and Laf sat across from me. Laf relayed all the jokes about how bad John is at Spanish and I giggled. "He's doing good!" I smiled.

   "What did he say?" John put his head down and I frowned.

   "He said you're doing good."  Laf smiled and John looked at me. Lunch was great and Laf invited me to watch movies at his house and spend the night. I declined at first but Laf kept insisting. "I came here a year ago. Do you know how I got so good at English?" I shook my head and Laf smiled. "I watched tv with my dad with the subtitles on. I'd connect the captions to the words. Please? It'll be fun! I'll get some pizza and some popcorn and you can cuddle with John."