There's So Many Things That I Want You to Know
'Cause You Had A Bad (And Long) Day
Ella's P.O.V.
I struggled down the hallway, my crutches unstable on the carpeted floor. I heard laughter to the right.
"Need help?'
"Oh, thanks, Pierrie."
He took my book-bag, helped me sit on the stairs, and adjusted the height. Once the crutches were back under my arms, I realised they were much easier. He walked beside me to my first class, still carrying my bag.
"How you doin'?"
"Uh, been better. This is a really bad situation I'm in."
"I understand. I guess you wouldn't be up to a movie night Friday night, then? Just you, me . . . oh, and the rest of the gang."
"Um . . . yeah, sure. I'd love it. Is it okay if Rissa joins? I don't wanna not include her."
"Yeah, that's cool. Well, m'lady, this is your destination. Bonjour, Monsieur DuPont. Comment êtes-vous aujourd'hui?"
"Ah, Monsieur Bouvier, qui est un gentilhomme de Miss Lyons, je vois?"
"Oui, monsieur. J'aurai besoin d'un laissez-passer."
I rolled my eyes and sat in my seat. "Uh, Pierre, I kinda need my books."
Chuck was reading a new book today. House. I nudged him with my pen.
Yes?
any notes?
Yes.
........can i see them??
After class.
you ok??
Sort of.
O.o(???)
Ok. You know the new girl, Marissa? Well, obviously, since she's your twin, but I kind of really like her. She's the polar opposite of you and everything I look for in a girl.
.......wow.......
Quelle?
huh?!?!
What did you mean by that?
well... you're her type of guy completely, but im not sure if she wants a relationship right now BUT ill talk to her for you
Merci!!!!!!
I hobbled down the hall with Chuck by my side. He was carrying my bag, much like Pierre had. I laughed at his face when he opened the door to French class for me.
"I hate her."
"Yeah, but I'm the one stuck with her as a sub. Get to class. Thanks, Chuck."
"Remember. Talk to Marissa for me. S'il vous plaît et merci."
"Uh, um, yeah, whatever you just said in French was way over my head."
I sighed as he walked away, before hoisting my bag further onto my back and struggling to my seat. Today was going to be bad. Bad and long.
I struggled down the hallway, my crutches unstable on the carpeted floor. I heard laughter to the right.
"Need help?'
"Oh, thanks, Pierrie."
He took my book-bag, helped me sit on the stairs, and adjusted the height. Once the crutches were back under my arms, I realised they were much easier. He walked beside me to my first class, still carrying my bag.
"How you doin'?"
"Uh, been better. This is a really bad situation I'm in."
"I understand. I guess you wouldn't be up to a movie night Friday night, then? Just you, me . . . oh, and the rest of the gang."
"Um . . . yeah, sure. I'd love it. Is it okay if Rissa joins? I don't wanna not include her."
"Yeah, that's cool. Well, m'lady, this is your destination. Bonjour, Monsieur DuPont. Comment êtes-vous aujourd'hui?"
"Ah, Monsieur Bouvier, qui est un gentilhomme de Miss Lyons, je vois?"
"Oui, monsieur. J'aurai besoin d'un laissez-passer."
I rolled my eyes and sat in my seat. "Uh, Pierre, I kinda need my books."
Chuck was reading a new book today. House. I nudged him with my pen.
Yes?
any notes?
Yes.
........can i see them??
After class.
you ok??
Sort of.
O.o(???)
Ok. You know the new girl, Marissa? Well, obviously, since she's your twin, but I kind of really like her. She's the polar opposite of you and everything I look for in a girl.
.......wow.......
Quelle?
huh?!?!
What did you mean by that?
well... you're her type of guy completely, but im not sure if she wants a relationship right now BUT ill talk to her for you
Merci!!!!!!
I hobbled down the hall with Chuck by my side. He was carrying my bag, much like Pierre had. I laughed at his face when he opened the door to French class for me.
"I hate her."
"Yeah, but I'm the one stuck with her as a sub. Get to class. Thanks, Chuck."
"Remember. Talk to Marissa for me. S'il vous plaît et merci."
"Uh, um, yeah, whatever you just said in French was way over my head."
I sighed as he walked away, before hoisting my bag further onto my back and struggling to my seat. Today was going to be bad. Bad and long.