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Draco smiled as he was waved at, gently tugging his mother to follow him to the group.
"Bonjour! Comment allez-vous?" His mother stated smoothly, which sent her son into a bit of a giggle fit.
"She means hey, how are you?" He stated, his mother blushing very faintly, but patting Draco's head lightly out of affection. "She speaks mostly french." He added before giggling again. He was definitely one of the freer spirits within the school as he shifted closer to the group a little more. "But, like mum said, how is everyone?"

Vyxie wrinkled her nose at the new appearance, but glanced to those who had spoken to her, besides the new french boy. "Oh, thank you. Much appreciated." She said calmly before glancing to Mason, frowning ever so slightly. "Is Rory not doing well? What happened?" She questioned, seeming deeply concerned for the person mentioned. In reality, Rory was the only one that Vyxie had shown any amount of concern for, avoiding getting close to others like the plague before he came into the picture. She then glanced to the one she had almost forgotten. "Vyxieanna. You may call me Vyxie since that's a mouthful in itself." She stated, almost in a curt manner before glancing to the hyperactive french boy again, seeming slightly annoyed already.

"I am, Mother just wants to see my surroundings and make sure it's safe." Draco replied, giggling ever so slightly. "Protective momma bear." At this point, his mother was quite red and she remained silent. She did notice, however, that a young man was leaned against a nearby tree, a sketch book held in place against his legs. The pencil moved at a rather decent pace, but it wasn't writing any words. Instead, it was creating lines of art, the subject being the 'couple' in the grass staring at the clouds. He looked up and then went back to drawing, seeming to ignore the entire world outside of what he was drawing. A soft smile crossed her lips as she noticed this, her pale and frail hand gently squeezing her son's shoulder, for it reminded her strongly of him. Draco blinked and looked to his mother, unable to see the Hispanic male since he was at an angle where the tree hid him. Draco did, however, notice the annoyance upon Vyxie's face, biting his lip slightly. "So, what do you guys like to do here?"

"Really, small talk? Typical of a newbie." Draco grimaced at the tone, his mother frowning with disappointment at the girl's hostile tone. "As for foreign languages, learn English while you're here."
"That's totally uncalled for!"
"Pipe it, shortie. You obviously don't know the pecking order. I'm at the top, you're at the very bottom. Work your way up already." At this, both mother and son bit their tongues.

"Good just getting over a hangover and jetlag after my trip back from Ireland. My name is Mason I like to play and sing music and hang out with Amy my girlfriend.."Mason said holding his hand out for draco to shake. "I am Dante and this is Sam."Dante said to draco. Mason looked at vyxie. you shouldn't talk to people you barely know like that. English is my second language."Mason said to her.

"Of course you would say that old, outdated saying to come to your defense, darling." Vyxie said smoothly, not missing a single beat. She glanced to Mason, shrugging very slightly. "You know English. You already know to speak English in an English speaking country." She then glanced to Amy, smirking faintly but not saying a single word more.

Draco was quite easily silenced by this point, his mother turning to leave due to Vyxie's attitude and the way she said such things. "I'm sure the rest of you are cool and stuff, but Mother's really upset." He said softly before turning to leave with his mother, also seeming highly upset, perhaps even feeding off of his mother's emotions and thus bouncing off of her. He paused in his step upon realizing that questions went unanswered. "I'm here for a few things, mainly to improve in writing and drawing." He laughed a little nervously, reaching over and gently squeezing his mother's hand. Vyxie rolled her eyes slightly at this, simply sipping on the soda she had with her, seeming entirely put off by Draco and his mother, quite possibly deeming them unworthy to talk to.

"The mother isn't, and quit assuming darling, I am also bilingual. However, since I'm in /America/, where the main language is /English/, I feel no need to delve into the other language." She snipped back, rolling her eyes. "But fine, go play with the kid and his little mother. I, however, am not budging to say the least. I don't see why I should move when, in reality, that kid's at the bottom of the food chain. If he was smart enough to try to climb higher, I might've... but he's not, so here I stay." She seemed a bit hostile now, but shrugged and looked away from the 'pathetic' group, which was only Amy, Draco, and his mother so far. "At least Rory knows how to treat someone." She muttered under her breath, soon drifting off to private thoughts, suddenly becoming quite detached from the situation.

Draco shook his head slightly. "Don't go out of the way for us. As for Mother, she's learning but isn't fluent yet. She only came back from France three months ago." He glared lightly at Vyxie as he said this, but the girl didn't even notice or have a single clue as to what was going on around her. She twirled the straw in her soda, and that was about it.

"Try Spanish for my second language, thanks." Vyxie hissed, suddenly snapping out of her dream-like thoughts. "Rory likes me just fine. It's people like you that I can't stand." She wrinkled her nose, a faint growl like noise escaping her. "You're the one bitching me out over nothing. That kid is at the bottom, if he wants respect he'll earn it, simple as that." The tone of her voices leaked of venom, and she crossed her arms slightly over her well rounded chest. "If I'm so rude, what does that make you? A saint for doing the same bullshit?"

By this time, Draco and his mother opted to walk back to the small creek, both sitting down carefully in the grass as they enjoyed nature, rather than the arguing that was taking place a bit away from them.

Well there goes mason."Roay said to vyxie. rory looked at her. "you need to calm down and stop thinking you're better than others."Rory said to her. "Yea I am coming."he said paying the bill. He stood up and left with amy outside. "She helped my brother once get him home and helped with with a hangover."Mason told Amy as they walked out. Samd and Date followed them out. "well see you late Amy."Sam said as dnate and her wlaked back to their houses.