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Amour et espoir
Chapter three -- The sunshine lost his spark.
Summary: Second day of school and you are already dreading it. It's the next day after Joseph was rushed to the hospital and you think the day is going to go at least had smoothly, until things get mixed up and you need to rush to fix things you so desperately need. That until one of the boys stands out enough to catch your eye.
Next day after the so deserved accident, well on your behalf deserved. You, Michelle and Simone decided to meet up at Michelles house before walking to school.
Putting on a pink blouse and a white skirt,over the blouse having over the blouse a pink cardigan, on your feet some low heels. You've decided to put your hair today in a half up half down up-do, making sure it's going to at least look good in the house before getting winded away by the warm yet auguried winter of september.
Walking out of your room with your changing clothes you were already dreading it. Having some dark blue shors and a white t-shirt, nothing more, but it was enough to make you overthink moving to france. Oh well, too late for that.
Walking downstairs you did not feel the need to eat simply opting to give your mother a hug and asking your brother if he's excited for the second day. Before you left, your mother stopped you
''Before i forget, the mail from Anatolie and Caleria are supossed to be coming today'' she said as you closed the door, a smile starting to form on your facee. Nevermind, this will be one the greatest days of this uncurcial life of yours. Anatolie and Caleria are your closest friends that you had before moving. Caleria was a kind hearted sweetheart of a girl who helped anyone in need of it. Anatolie was the one who got in trouble and came by your window at ungodly hours, but you apreciated him just as much. Before you knew it all that thinking of the past and your legs moving without owner you came to Michelles house, Simone waiting for her.
''Good morning Simone,'' you greeted as you pushed the nostalgia in the back of your head, you'll think about it at the Latin lesson,
''Ah,good morning'' Simone said smilling at you, and just as you felt it the door of the Magnan household opened,but it wasn't Michelle, it was Jean-Pierre. You holded a little bit of respect for him after what he did.
''Hi Jean-Pierre'' Simone said with a smile cheerier than usual that you choose to ignore as you nodded your head into a hello,as he looked at the both of you and then went past. Well shit when did he get all that attitude, are we going to have a little sunshine other than Descamps?
Just as i was about to whisper to Simone Michelle went out of the house.
"What going on?'' Simone asked as you started to walk. ''Yeah what's his problem?'' You asked raising a brow.
''He's going to get a disciplinary hearing today,'' MIchelle said walking.
''There's nothing you can do,stop worrying'' Simone said reassuring her,as you nodded. ''Yeah,plus im sure they'll understand, i mean Descamps nedeed that''
As you walked and talked about the first time doing PE,and Simones big bruise she swears it's going to be seen by Jesus himself, we reached the school grounds, the same school ground you saw yesterday, the same gate you walked trough and saw him. Meh, he isn't worth. As you listened to Simone reassure Michelle about how Decamps isn't gonna show up you saw his idiotic friendgroup and decided to give them a piece of your mind, Simone and Michelle,and unfortunately you turned around, and guess what? Joseph fucking Descamps just walked trough the gates,all that ego bruised all hell,almost not light in his eyes — well eye now. You felt bad almost. Almost. That was before he stared at you three down and then decided to have a staring contest with you, who the shit does he think he is now? A charming pirate?
As you decided to go past that and choose peace,you went to class.
You loved History. With all your heart, you loved reading, memorizing,writing about it, that until you met your new history teacher, and at this, she's part of history too,and on top of that, didn't really like girls too. Great,just great.
As she went around the room asking questions one hand raised above,Didier Felbec. You heard he's an extraordinary student..and he was cute too. He looked so focused and interested in the topic you almost forgot to listen than to daydream about him. Before you knew it he was looking behind at you and you smiled, and he smiled back shyly before going back into focus.
While you were enjoying the view of the new found more interesting thing and spacing out of Michelle's and Simone's conversation they had behind you to put your thoughts on you felt some eyes — or more like an eye staring holes into your head like a woodpecker with wood. Turning your head you saw Descamps staring down Michelle and Simone and then going full on eye contact like the narcissistic fucker he is with you. Staring back at him you stayed like that for like a few seconds and he not butting, taking your eyes off of him, deciding to yet again choose peace. Maybe you shouldn't choose peace once in your life.
As classes ended whether you liked it or not it was time for PE. Normally PE was easy,you just sat on the benches and gossiped with Katya or Caleria because the teachers could care less,and opted to watch Anatolie play whatever the guys played in the school backyard
You changed into the uniform in the teachers bathroom, could be seen from miles away that they didn't think of this trough. Like sereously,all that hassle just for not trying to make this comfortable for girls too? Diabolical. As you walked to the gym Simone kept going about meeting her love but because of the bruise he wont be attracted to her. Entering the gym you thought about your life choices and if you couldn't just run from here and never come back, though, those thoughts were interrupted by the boys coming in, and all of the eyes fell on Annick. Again. Oh well, Latin is worse. Mark my words. Not even a few minutes later the boys start to play catch the ball or whatever and the coach remembered about you four, putting you to, of course do the fucking rope like any normal teenager girls do at PE. Simone went on the rope first as Michelle holded on to it,you looking at the boy,catching Didier get bolder and smilling at you,you smilling back and waving. You almost,almost forgot how Joseph was staring you down from the other side of the room. After that went Annick and then Michelle,and just as you were climbing up the rope,praying to god so you wont fall ass flat on the floor, Jean-Pierre montioned Michelle over and Simone, who was standing holding the rope hurriely went with Michelle saying to 'hang in there'. Great. Amazing,just as you thought your fear of heights couldn't get worse, you looked down, and that's when boom, your hands were getting sweaty,the rope getting slimmer and the chance of not embarassing yourself in front of everyone doubled as your hands let go of the rope, falling down straight on your ass...well could've been more embarassing than that. As you look around you see that same fucking smirk and the same fucking eye on you. Joseph fucking Descamps staring at you smirking as if he just saw comedy gold. That absolute man of a slu- Ending your day you said your goodbyes to Michelle and Simone, but having one thing in your mind,good ass awakening massage because it feels just as numb as it felt when you fell, homework, shower..and the letters. After taking some things on the way home,you looked in your mail..no letters besides a bill..maybe your mom took them in the house? PUtting down your bag you looked around,hearing the water run in the kitchen. "Mama,i'm home" you said coming and sitting at the kitchentable as she washed the dishes. "Where are the letters?'' You asked raising a brow. Your mother kissed your forehead as she sat down next to you. "Sorry honey,but your mail has been errored to be swapper for anothers,maybe you could go to the post office to see things about the issue? Or maybe tommorw-'' You already jumped from your seat nodding quickly as you walked out of the house and then taking the unkown mail as you sprinted there. Running to the door and fixing yourself you tried to open the door but to no avail,it was already closed. fuuuck Putting your forehead against the glass of the door taking deep breaths in and out from all of the running an annoyingly arrogant voice talked from your right side ''The door won't open up magically'' And guess who? The sunshine of course! You took your forehead off the glass as you furrowed your brows at him. Now it's time for not choosing peace. "How's that any of your bussines?'' You asked trying to keep it as polite as possible, because girls don't waste their time on pigs. He furrowed his brows as he looked at you ''Big talk from the girl who fell straight on her ass today'' he said with that god awful smirk. This hoe. "Big talk from somoane who doesn't have an eye because of his idiotism.'' You said biting further. He furrowed his brows more and before he said something he looked at what you had in hand. You followed his eyes and instead went to his arm who had two letters. Awkardly standing there you looked him in the eyes and extended your hand,giving him his mail, and Joseph gave you the letters,fingers touching for a second. It didn't occur to you how he jumped slightly at the feeling,as you parted ways.
Before you left, he made sure every house down this path would hear him shouting ''I hope i can see you fall again sometime soon, preferably on the school stairs." You shouldn't have tried to be the bigger person, you should've sended him back somewhere. Coming back home,doing your homework and making your bottom feel like a bottom again,you decided to leave the letters for tommorow since it was late,instead opting to think and dream about taking out Josehp's only left functioning eye.
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Its 01:44 here on a school night while im sick and half of chapter three decided to make me want to jump of a cliff by not autosaving half of it. Sorry guys it might just take more than normally (i say as i will probabky dissapear for two months probably)
#lena speaks#thisCANNOTbehapenning#bffr imma jump#i promise its worth the wait though#reader finally interacting with Joseph with nore than just eyes
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Amour et espoir
Chapter two — The first lesson.
Summary: School is a though part of life, especially when it's first day and things are going unexpectedly bad for your newly found friend,the bastard you've seen from the first step in the school is a pain in the ass, and he definetly needs humbling.
Standing with Michelle and Simone around the panel looking at the leesons for today and the stares from boys melted, confidence entering your body, but new anxiety entering as you thought about the first class that deflated as soon as you looked at the gorgeous blonde haired and blue eyed girl who just enterted the grade. Well. That's it. The boys were entranced,and so were you looking at her gorgeous eyes, hair and figure. Yep. Fucked all the way.
Though the thoughts were taken away as the principal showed his presence....was he the pricipal actually?
Listening intently to the speech in front of you and the welcome from the pricipal, or so you thinked he was, you realised besides you,Simone and Michelle there will be an entire class full of disgusting,ignorant boys.
Entering the school,it looked just as promising as it looked outside. Maybe because your last school was small with only two floors since there werent as many kids as you'd expect in a small village. But this?? This was a school with probably hundreds of people,with more than two floors,with big staircases and big corridors with large classrooms and beatiful windows. This looked like a dream,not the shitty school you've been in. As you looked around fascinated,Michelle gave you a slight of a smile
''Never seen a school?'' She teased in a friendly manner, Simone giggling with her as you shook your head,still taking in every detail as they walked up the stairs to their class.
As you walked into the class you noticed a grey haired man,you learned the name Louis Douillard as your teacher with glasses who didn't look ecited at all, your suspicions confirmed as he looked at you three and you almost wanted to tell him something but keeping your tongue behind your teeth,decided to go take a seat. Yeah,THIS amazing, happy, excited man will be your latin teacher.
A few minutes into the lesson and the boys were starting to act like pigs,oh and theres the ray of sunshine with glasses being in front of everything, somehow having a guy with curly hair and in an orange shirt getting into their bullshit, Mr. Douillard having him sit up and take him guilty as charged,sending him into detention. Almost when you wanted to tell Simone about it, Michelle stood up, taking the boys side. Flabbergasted,i looked at Michelle then back at Simone and then my eyes darted between Michelle, the orange shirt and a not very pleased Mr. Douillard, sendinLating them both to a detention...and Michelles uncle? Oh,so she has relatives into the school,cool.
As you ended the Latin lesson, you did a favor and took Michelles stuff with you.
After awhile,lunch came in and you, Simone and Michelle, a few other girls...and of course the boys sat all in the cafeteria. Chatting, Annick, the gorgeous blonde you've seen earlier who was in the same class as you three,asking Michelle questions, finding out more things to know and more topics to be open. Suddendly,somoane bumped into the table,a loud thud as an arm flew in Annick's mushed potatoes for grounding,revealing a just as surprised chubby boy who was at the pannel,and also in our Latin class. The chubby boy muttered a sorry to Annick as he went to his,looking embarassed,laughter erupting from an table. Oh look. Ray of sunshine again,that fucking asshole,he's the one who pushed the poor boy probably. Just as you were about to speak up, Michelle chimed. ''That idiot should probably give his plate'' as loud ''oooh's'' errupted from other tables,Michelle not breaking eye contact with the asshole,you looking back at him the same way,not wanting to leave Michelle alone on this one.
He stared at her back,his eyes darting from her to you and back at Michelle. ''Does the deans niece have a problem?'' he said mockingly,his other peers of idiots smiling and cackling with him. He was indeed a ray of sunshine. As he added onto the obvious stupid mockery,asking Michelle and mocking her for taking Laurbracs...? I guess orange shirt side. Apparently, his surname is Descamps. Shitty surname for a shitty person. And good she did because i would've done the same. The mockery did not stop as he started to say Michelle and Laubrac were in love, a scowl on your starting to form,Simone having the same opinion. Michelle looked at him,also just as unamused. "Why don't you tell us what you wrote in the note then?" She said looking at him intently. "It was a drawing. I'll show you." He said dead serious as he took some sauce and put it on the mashed potatoes he had in his own plate,his friends snickering as he looked up. "It's a portrait" he said smiling,as he raised the plate up,a drawing of an uncensored chest on without clothes displayed proudly as he and half the cafeteria started to laugh. Simone raised her head up, taking the sausage off her plate and showing it to Descamps. "Reminds you of somoane?" She said breaking it in half. You smiled at her for a second,before glancing back at the asshole. "Yeah,even that is probably bigger than yours." You said staring at him as he stared back at you,the laughter of the entire cafeteria getting louder by the second, applauding being heard.
Getting out of the school cafeteria, the bell rang as you headed for next class English. With the same ignorant, annoying and disgusting boys. Sincerely,since this whole mix,your opinion about boys goes lower and lower.
As you walk through the hallway,to the class you've seen one of Decamp's asshole friends waiting and looking out,then hurriedly going back into the classroom. "Y'know,he was looking at you" Simone said smiling teasingly at Michelle as she changed the subject. "Are you good at English?" She asked. "Yeah,know it pretty well,I used to learn it in school" You said nodding, feeling like something is off...maybe it's just the nerves. Simone laughed as she looked at Michelle. "C'mon, you're not listening,he was cute." She said smiling as we were on the corner of the class. Michelle smiled back as she started talking and opening the door as a bucket of water fell down her head, wetting her from head to toe. Neither you or Simone reacted fast enough that boys were already laughing, and as soon as you reacted and the information sinked in, you could see Michelle's undergarments through her dress. That asshole Decamp's humiliated her. As Ms. Courete entered the class flabbergasted just as us she acted faster as she put her coat on Michelle, covering her up, as you tried to walk with them to the infirmary,Ms. Courete said you and Simone should stay here and watch over. Just as Decamp started drawing an indecent woman on the board, Michelle's older brother,Jean Pierre walked in,and before anyone could react he started punching Decamp's. A fugit started to occur as some boys tried to interfere, some trying to get into it. You instinctvly pulled Simone back so you both won't be harmed into it. Not even a few seconds in and Decamp's glasses flew off his face as he kneeled on the floor, groaning in pain holding his hand to his eye. Michelle's uncle walked in, looking at the scene he ordered Pichon,the chubby boy from earlier to call the nurse as he deescalated the situation,Ms. Courete coming back and so the nurse. Sending Laubrac to the nurse and Decamp's being taken out of the classroom,Ms. Courete remained with us,the tension and awkward silence being in the air.
The class went by a blur and a while later Michelle came back. At least she was safe and alive.
After the incident,rumours, rumours started in school the same hour about girls being sent to the fancy rich all girls school not far away, wanting to cancel the whole 'modern school' project,but in the end of the day, they've decided to keep the girls. You've also heard about Decamp's being in the hospital,and that he might be blind in one eye for the rest of his life.
As school ended every student started to leave the school, going their own way,with friends and just alone. You, Simone and Michelle went in your own way, saying goodbye and trying to make sense of the whole day. What a busy school day.
As you walked home deep into your own thoughts,you couldn't help but think of today,the way everything ended up and about the ray of sunshine. Sure he might not be the kindest person in the school, actual asshole to deal with,and he kind of deserved it. Okay maybe not to this level,but a little ego limitation would've been nice, but it wouldn't be shocking if he came back to school thinking he's still the big shot, maybe he was indeed handsome... actually no. You shouldn't be thinking like that of an asshole, especially one who humiliated you're friend.
You shook your head trying to get yourself together as you sighed, making a promise, that no way in hell, or back, not even if being held at gunpoint will you find a liking,or possible way to be kind to Descamps.
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Amour et espoir
Chapter one — New life new you
Summary: Having to move isn't great, leaving out behind everyone and everything you love for a new life and country is challenging and nerve wracking,but trying to find friendships and even love is even harder.
Sure,moving out of your childhood home isn't the best — it takes a while to adjust that you are indeed leaving something you grew,you once loved and cherished to be left behind,the realization hitting harder than it needed.
There you were,in the car, taking the dead pan of the time, that you are, indeed leaving your childhood house,your friends,you everything — isn't that the best huh?
Y'know,maybe it's a nice change of pace and space, y'know,with new places,new opportunities and new chances,new ways of finding out how to speak to you math teacher because you just need one more point to pass the class but she wouldn't for fucks sakes give it to you. Maybe it's a new way to meet someone new,maybe fall in love,maybe make friendships that last. Yeah,maybe like that,you tried convincing yourself, looking out the window of the car...yeah...maybe.
"Soo,how are we feeling about this moving? Is this exciting?" Your mother said, grinning widely. Yeah,very,so much to the point I want to jump and be excited I'll go to a new school,have to meet new people and build up friendships, just amazing! You thought to yourself,as you silently nodded and agreed with your mom,not entirely content with the whole ordeal.
"You know you're going to that amazing school, Voltaire, doesn't it sound nice? I'm sure you'll get friends. Plus,if it makes you feel any better, just this year they're adding girls into an all boys school!" Oh yeah. Great. Are they as annoying as the smelly, pubescent teen boys my brother had in his class who sell porn magazines the schools bathroom? You sighed, feeling bored and tired. But hey,maybe. just maybe. A tinsy insty bit this will come out great. I mean you're not embarrassing yourself by coming in the middle of the year or something right?? And the girls will be as lost as you right?? Maybe, just maybe you'll make amazing friends,besides your other two,and y'know what, you'll, you'll send letters and calls with your childhood friend's! You'll keep in contact! Yes! Of course!
Hey...maybe moving is not so bad.
Morning of Monday — 1963, the sun shined bright outside your winow,the half open window you had the night before ent warm waves of air from outside, you're, Fluffy, looking out of the window at the bird trough the half open curtains. You're eyes fluttered open, getting used to the warm light that hugs the room. Stretching,you sat up,looking around. Great,the first day of school at Voiltaire, how bad can it be? You sat up yawning as you looked around at the still packed boxes in your room filled with diferent objects,from your clothes to the different jewelry and objects you've collected troughout the years. You sat up,petting Fluffy and going towards the bathroom. Getting in the shower, then doing you're normal routine of washing your face and styling your hair,then going and picking up the said school outfit. It was something simple,a white blouse with short sleeves,a plain black skirt,white stockings and Mary Janes. Nothing too etravagant,just school appropiate outfit,then heading down to eat.
" Look at you, rise and shine darling!" Your mother said,smilling widelyas she put a plate down for you,you're father as he normaly did,reading the newspaper and drinking what you've guessed cofee,as the youngest,you're brother sat quietly and ate his breakfast. You nodded, taking a seat, and looking at what you're put on the plate. An egg,a saussage and some tea,not bad way of waking up. '' Thank you,'' You said,still into your own thoughts,taking a bite as she smiled at you,you're father looking at both you and you're brother,then his eyes going back to the newspaper. ''So,first day of school huh? How exciting!'' She asked you and your brother,then her eyes darting between you and him and then you father. You nodded and took a bite of your egg,damn,she seemed more excited than you. ''I don't think it'll be as bad as you think it is.'' Your father said taking a sip of his coffee as you're brother smiled at him and nodding,at least he was more optimistic about this whole thing. ''Yeah,it won't be,you're not going to be the only girl.'' You brother added taking a sip of his tea,you're mother humming in agreement,and you couldn't help but nodd also in agreement,trying to be as optimistic as him. Their right,it's not going to be that bad will it?
You finished you're food, thanking and saying you're goodbyes as you took your schoolbag,heading out, getting yourself hyped up to go and take everything like an champ.
The walk to school was awkard,walking alone as you silently looked at ground,thoughts swriling trough your head. Besides that,it was quite the quiet time, only a few people glacing your way because you were new, or the birds chirping around.
Looking towards the entrance of the school,you took a look at it. It was huge,with thick bricked walls and the entrance being out of metal bars connected to each other. Male students passed by, looking at you,with either confused or straight up glaring as the walked in. You took a deep breath. This is going to be a new chapter of your life,and you'll make the most out of it. Walking trough the entrance,the eyes didn't stop,more than a few boys looked at you, trying to make logic in why you are here. There were a few guys...well more than a few,some sat on the benches,some talked with their friends as some ran to meet they're other close colleagues. There was a boy,who pointed your way,on some the said benches, laughing at you with his colleagues. From what have you seen from a first glance,he had light brown hair and glasses,wearing the uniform. Whatever they talked about was definitely great per say huh,he must be a ray of sunshine to be around. Biting the inside of your cheek and getting yourself hyped,you started walking again,not taking the staring much more than something mere.
Seiing another two girls,looking just as lost and as nervous as you,walking over to them. New life,new me, you resaid in you're head for the one thousand time,walking over to them,eating your nerves.
Introducing yourself,you saw that they looked just as relieved as you did.
''I'm MIchelle and this is Simone.'' The golden haired girl said turning her eyes at the brown haired bob the girl next to her had,as she grinned at you back.
''We really thought we were the only girls,it was mind wrechking.'' She said,as her friend nodded.
''I was just as nervous as you both,amazing shoes Michelle,how did your mom let you wear those?'' You said,looking at them,you wouldve been dead if you've got caught in that by you're mom.
''Don't know,i was feeling like i'd get lectured on wearing them,but my mom somehow left me to pass'' She said smilling,Simone being just as amazed as you.
As you stayed in the campus of the school you've got pretty aquatainted with the girls,them both being a great company. You payed no attetion to the students that passed by,as more and more girls have started to enter the schools gate.
This felt like a good thing,have new found frineds,new found confidence and being in new surroundings felt like an amazing thing.
Maybe this will be as promising as it looks.
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