To Kill A Mockingbird

Noticing the red heads lack of social knowledge, the black haired male decided to make convetsation. "So... Wheres your brother?"

The red head didn't know what to do, he'd never had anyone over at his before, another than people who were conected to his brother, and those people weren't very nice.

The red head didn't know what to do, he'd never had anyone over at his before, another than people who were conected to his brother, and those people weren't very nice.

Turning to face the red head, he smiled in embarrassment. Giving a quick apology, he allowed Skye to lead the way.

Skye stood and watched Carlos, smiling slightly.

Carlos merely thought of the red eyes as some problem with the camera that had taken the photo. Instead, the boy pointed at each person in the photo and guessing who they were.

ON the walls were photos of a family, seemingly happy, apart from a dark haired boy. In all the photos the boy stayed his distance from the rest of the people, another odd thing about the photos, they all had red eyes. Maybe it was just coincidence.

The home seemed to remind him of his own home. Back when his parents were alive. He continued to look around the various rooms and hallways.

The house was very well furnished. For an Orphan the young boy didn't seem to have it too bad off, that was if you didn't pay attention to the state he was in physically.

Averting his gaze lower to the ground, he followed the younger boy inside and stared in awe at his surroundings.

Looking back at Carlos the red head nodded. He couldn't understand why the other boy was so amazed, it wasn't that big. Was it?
Shrugging he opened the door.

Opening one eye slightly, he gazed up at the house before opening both eyes widely and staring in disbelief at the house. "You live here?!"

Shutting it after himself he looked up at a rather large house, a rather large expensive house. He let go of Carlos and walked towards the front door taking out a key.

The older boy was reluctant to follow, but was soon pulled through. He felt a slight tingle as he walked through, closing his eyes tightly.

Looking around warily the boy opened a swirling mist in front of him. Taking ahold of Carlos he stepped through it pulling the older boy in after him.

After practically inviting himself around, Carlos encouraged Skye to get home quicker him being so eager to see the younger boys home.

The young boy thought for a minute or two, his brother wouldn't be in so he guessed it was reasonably safe for the older boy to come over.

Noticing the red heads grumble of disappointment, Carlos offered to let the young male come to his home or if it was okay for the dark haired boy to go to the youngers home.

The red head groaned, just what he wanted. Having to head back home earlier than usual didn't really appeal to him.

Slightly concerned, he decided not to press the young boy on the matter any further. Standing straight, he told the boy that they had a half day today and could leave earlier than usual.

The young boy shook his head, sighing he hoped his brother didn't find out about what he'd done.

Blinking, he knelt down slightly. "Something wrong?"

Skye looked down at the floor, he now realised he shouldn't have done what he did.

Carlos shook his head. "No one here can."

Skye blinked.
"You can't...."
His English was slowly improving, it was better than it had been. The small boy was a quick learner.