𝑁𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑡 𝑀𝑒𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑇𝑜 𝐵𝑒 |𝐹𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑒

School Rumours, P10.

Palace, 7:00am
Millie's Bedroom

Millie still had butterflies in her stomach from the night before when she woke up early in the morning. After Finn and Millie made up, they sat in the kitchen and had a conversation with Natalia. After Natalia left to get back to the palace, Millie remembers Finn holding her hand softly, while walking back. Now whenever thinking of him, she'd have goosebumps and smile to herself.

Not shocked, when she went to her bathroom, the bath was set up for her by Finn. He left a sunflower by the sink and next to it was a note,
'See you soon!'
She smiled, and put the note in her dressing gown continuing to her bath. Millie hadn't felt like this about someone, ever and she was starting to think that she was specially special to Finn.

Once she had gotten dressed and combed her hair, on cue someone knocked on the door.
"Entre si tu moche!" She shouted while tying her shoe laces to her leather school shoes. Finn opened the door and smile seemed to lit up the room. She smiled back before he said,
"Seriously? Moche? Is that all you can do, Millie?" She rolled her eyes and closed the door behind him.
"Hey, I'm sorry about yesterday-"
"It's fine, you don't need to apologise. You already did." He smiled at her and tucked a hair behind her ear. She blushed, hard and goosebumps covered her arms.
"Good thing I wasn't apologising to you then. I was just saying it to make you feel better!" She shrugged her shoulders and sat back down at her vanity.
"Thanks for being so thoughtful, Millie." He smiled bitterly. "I just came in here to tell you, get ready for rumours..." Millie's smile faded and differed into a frown.
"Rumours? What do you mean, rumours?" Finn sighed and shook his head with a blunt smile.
"Your party? You know, the big thing you threw at the palace without your parents permission and then loads of kids brought alcohol and I think even started smoking," Her expression dropped. "People say a lot of stuff about parties and because your school doesn't have many parties, there will be lots of rumours. So just be prepared." Millie again frowned and slouched deeper into her chair. "Oh and, when you come back, I want to talk to you about something in the library." He said to her from the vanity mirror.
"See you then..." she mumbled to herself bummed out about the situation, that just happened, but still she went downstairs to join her parents at the dinner table.

As always, it was silent for the next few minutes and surprisingly no argument broke out. No argument broke out, yet.
"Millie, you dress up nicely today." Her mom nodded approvingly and Millie did so to, no to cause any hassle.
"Mère, it's just my uniform. I dress like this everyday,"
"Well are you ready to go back to school? I hope you don't cause any of your fuss like last time. Will you?" She rolled her eyes at her mother's statement and loss the appetite to eat, putting her knife and fork down.
"Millie, eat up your food. You have gym today. Do you want to pass out in the middle of the class?" Robert scoffed un-approvingly and cut into his egg with more pressure then needed.
"Is this better for you papa?" She said while chewing loudly smacking her mouth obnoxiously.
"Be a proper lady and eat! Who'd want to marry a lady without manners!"
"Well if you actually payed more attention, you would see that I already have someone who likes me and doesn't treat me like shit!" She screamed back at her father and ran out the dinning room already speed walking to school so her driver wouldn't be able to drop her off at school.

La Havre
La Havre Private school.
A half hour car journey can be long, but once doubled is longer. As you guessed, Millie stumbled into first period thirty minutes late. Lucky for her, it was just her and a private teacher, Miss Berry who she didn't like so much.

She found it awfully boring how she would sit alone with no one to talk to, while Miss Berry sharpened pencils, making an awful grinding sound for two hours. Miss Berry was strict and didn't crack any jokes and for anytime she saw someone talking in her class, they'd be forced to take off gum from underneath the lunch tables. Jealousy overcame her the more and more she heard students from other classes chatting away, laughing and gossiping. Hours painfully ticked by as she sat down through English and science, the only thing she could write in her exercise books were the date, other then that, she pretended to put her head down and do work, but really, she was drawing in her book.