Helanie:
"What? What is it?" I asked, almost rushing too anxiously.
He looked at us with a sad, disappointed expression before he muttered, "It's in another language."
As soon as he said that, we rolled our eyes.
"Come on, you don't have to be so dramatic," Norman said, slapping his chest with the back of his hand, reaching across the table since he was opposite Emmet.
"I will read it. I can read many languages," Maximus volunteered, and we all stared at Emmet, waiting for him to hand over the book.
"Really?" Emmet asked, sounding skeptical. "Fine, go. Go ahead, read it." He turned the book toward Maximus, making us wonder why he was being so petty.
But the minute Maximus looked at the book, he scratched the back of his neck. "Um, it's mermaid language," he admitted, handing it back.
The disappointment lingered for only a few seconds before everyone turned to me, pushing the book in my direction. I stared at the words, but they just looked like a mumble jumble.
