The girl with no secret.

Can we speak?

As soon as the bell ringed everyone got up but I waited in my spot.
"You coming?" Alya questioned.
"I will in a sec. I wanna talk to miss. Bustier about something first."
"We will see you after then." Nino added before they left.
Once everyone was outside and the door was shut, I got up from my spot and walked over to the desk.
"Miss..... can I show you something?"
"Of course." She told as she held her bright smile.
"I wanted to show you this photo that I found." I told as I grabbed it out of my book and gave it to her.
Her smile dropped slightly and tears began to slightly form in her eyes.
'I guess she hadn't seen it in ages.'
"Where did you find this?"
"It was in one of my family's photo albums. My mother did a lot of research into both sides of the family's history. You were friends with my mother it seems." I stated as she covered her mouth and sat down in her chair from shock.
"You truely do look like her now that I know."
"I didn't know my mother was French. Guess we both learnt something."
"I am so sorry for what happened."
"What do you mean?"
"She never told you?"
"Told me what?"
"Your mother moved to Australia because of her parents. They still live here."
"I have grandparents still?"
"I'd be happy to introduce your family to them." She told making us both smile.
"I'd like it." I told before giving her a hug.
"Teachers and students aren't meant to hug (y/n)."
"Yeah but your family. So it's an exception." I told making her arms wrap around me.
"Guess it is."
'I have grandparents.'