The Cafeteria; Lunch [ 09/09 ]

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Chad was glad he followed his instincts and went down the cafeteria today to see what they had for lunch instead of making his own because it appeared to be taco day. He loved taco day. It had been, for a long time, a rather love-hate relationship, though, considering how he felt that liking taco day was like fulfilling some sort of blatant and uneducated stereotype, but...

Tacos were tasty. He couldn't help that. So Chad embraced the taco day, filled a plate up, grabbed a bottle of Tabasco, and found a seat.


[[ and now I want tacos. This is why you don't do cafeteria posts when you're hungry. Open for all your lunch neeeeds! ]]

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[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

"Certainly though I've never seen them in person," she commented. "I've never left England, until now."

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"And I've never been to England," Chad said. "But I've lived in both Japan and Mexico, and, obviously, the States."

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

"Almost a world traveler," she joked. Possibly it wasn't funny.

"Since you've been here so long, you must like it?"

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"I love it here," Chad said, without even a beat or second thought. "Out of everywhere I've lived, this one's been the best."

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

She smiled. "That is a wonderful answer."

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"Not only that, but it's also true."

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

"I believe you," she replied. "It also says much about this place. Everbody does seem so friendly and easy going. I was afraid it would be the opposite when I first arrived."

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"What brought you here in the first place, Penelope?" Chad asked, picking yet another taco. "If you don't mind me asking."

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

"I don't mind at all," she said. "My parents decided the social opportunities it would provide would benefit me, considering I've been homeschooled until now." There was much she wouldn't say, but what did was the gist of the explanation.

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"And they decided to socailize you all the way here in the States?" Chad asked, head tilting for a moment, but then he shook it. "Well, my abuello wanted the same thing, so I guess it's not that odd."

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

"They found out it was a school for..." how to say this "...all kinds of kids. You lived with your grandparents?"

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"Just the one," Chad held up a finger. "My grandfather. But he died when I was younger, and that's when I went to Japan to go to middle school."

[bad-nose-job.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I'm very sorry for your loss, however long ago it was," she offered kindly.

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Chad gave Penelope a faint, slightly sad smile and nodded. "Thanks," he said, and nothing much more, taking a bite of his taco and not wanting to elaborate much on a wound still so fresh from bruising. Hopefully, he didn't seem rude; Penelope seemed very kind.