The French Guy

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" Hey Amelie right?" he asked me in a thick french accent. I replied to him with a smile on my face. As he took off the helmet i felt like my heart was doing backflips in my chest. He was the most handsome, fine-looking, attractive young man. He looked as if he was in his mid 20's. "Perfect for me" i thought. "Hello Amelie , my name is Luis. Uh, where are you from?" he asked curiously. " Oh uh i'm a mix of Irish and Australian." i replied eagerly.
"Amelie?"
"Yea?"
"Let's get started with today's class. Are you excited?"
"Very much"
While Louis took the time to take off his equipment, i took that time to text my best friend telling her how hot i think Louis is. I heard his bag zip so i quickly put my phone away and walked over to him.

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