Sure,you lived in Mexico,but you had no idea about Spanish.Did you have to? You weren't Mexican anyway,so you didn't think much about Spanish.English was enough,right?Until your family moved to Las Almas and enrolled you in a school there

You hated it.There were ten hours of mandatory Spanish per week.Two hours were allotted each day.Sometimes that number would go up to 15.Extra lessons,etc.But generally you didn't understand anything.You came in the middle of the semester and everyone in your class was pretty fluent in Spanish So why were they taking this class?

You weren't the type to make friends, so you had rejected offers of help

You were sleeping with your head on your desk in a Spanish class in the middle of the week.Luckily,your teacher had taken her annual leave because she was pregnant and would not be at school for exactly 2 years. This was a blessing for you While papers were flying around the classroom and everyone was laughing and scribbling on the board, the classroom door suddenly opened and your principal walked in and that's where the nightmare began

The principal had brought in a new Spanish teacher for the school.Although you hadn't decided whether he was a Soldier or a teacher.The black haired man had stepped forward and said his name was 'Alejandro' and that he worked for the 'Mexican Special Forces' What was he doing here if he was a Soldier?

And today was your Spanish term exam.A nightmare indeed.You were staring blankly at the paper in front of you

¿Cómo le dices buenos días a alguien?

Catching a moment when your teacher Alejandro wasn’t looking at you,you pulled out your ‘Smart pen’ from your pocket and ran it over the question.You had never used it before,so your eyes widened when he read the question out loud. “Give it to me” Alejandro said as he held out his hand to you,while everyone in the class was looking at you.You shyly dropped the pen into his palm

At the end of the exam,you were helplessly in the principal's office wheen Alejandro signaled you to follow him