The Art Of Meddling ((Springles & JeanMarco Modern AU oneshot))

The Art Of Meddling

Looking back at all of the photos, maybe it was inevitable that we would end up like this. But at the same time it shocked me, Connie met me at the start of my awkward phase of glasses, braces, blue eye shadow and pimples and has been my best friend for five years. I feel terrible. This is all my fault. I shouldn't have suggested meddling in another relationship. And now this has happened!

It all started on a slow day at the Bodt Café. Marco Bodt and I have been friends forever, do it was inevitable that I would have a part time job there. The chaos all started when a guy who had been on holiday in France came into the cafe.

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The bell rings as I'm serving customers. A new face heads into the cafe. He's wearing a shiny new lanyard. A lanyard for the college that I'm going to be attending in September. The guy heads to the till, where Marco is, smiling in his usual bright way.

"Hello! Welcome to the Bodt café. My name is Marco, how can I help you? " The boy stops, blinking rapidly and running a hand through his messy hair that is blonder at the top. It looks like a muffin top, honestly. But it still suits him.

"I'm actually in need of some directions. I'm lost." his accent is heavy and obviously French.

"Of course! Where do you need to be? "

"Shingeki campus...I'm taking my entry exams today and have no idea where I'm going!"

"Shingeki, eh? That's the college that Sasha and I are at, Sash', you get off in five, mind taking...um..."

"Oh how silly of me, Jean. Jean Kiristein." the French guy says.

"That's French right? It's French, isn't it? " Marco was the top student in French. He's taking an A level in it at Shingeki. He always gets excited about the language and culture. He's having a field day.

"It is indeed." Marco cannot seem to contain his excitement.

"Sash'? Mind taking Jean to Shingeki, didn't Connie have entry exams today too?"

"Sure thing! Just give me five and then I'll take you down there."

"Five shmive, go. I can handle the cafe for five minutes. " Marco shrugs.

"You're the boss man!" I take off my apron and toss it at my freckled childhood friend. I nod to this French guy and hold the door open for him as he thanks Marco.

"So?" I ask, leading the way. "What classes are you taking?"

"Art, French and Sociology and Dance ." Jean says.

"Dance?" I snort a laugh.

"Well what are you doing?"

"Art, history, Sport and P.A chem. "

"Practical chemistry?" Jean asks.

"So I'll be iny classes with my best friend. Shingeki has programmes that allow you to only do two a levels per year. But you do both stages. It's intense but Connie and I specialise in martial arts. We did karate all the way through primary and secondary school."

I lead Jean around the corner. Connie is stood outside of the gates to Shingeki campus. I wave at him and his eyes light up.

"There you are!" Connie grins. "I was on the verge of worrying! Guess who just got his timetable! We're in the same class!"

"Hellz yeah!" I bounce up and down. Amazing!

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It was Jean who thought that we were dating but things got worse when Connie and Jean spoke about relationships.