Meet Me In The Meadow

Chapter Thirteen

"Wait, so it's actually your fault he left?" Grayson asks. We're walking to his house now. "Um... kinda." Grayson turns and looks at me,"What do you mean 'kinda'." I duck my head,"I'll explain later." He opens the front door,"You always say that."

We go inside, and I go to make popcorn, while he starts making our hot cocoa. "What do you want to watch?" He puts the sups in the microwave. "It's Monday you idiot." Grayson turns around,"Exactly why we should NOT do homework." I tilt my head and shake my head,"I like to get my homework done on Mondays."Grayson raises his eyebrows,"Well, I have a 'no homework on Mondays' policy. The consequences of breaking it are unbelievable." I shake my head and laugh,"Just a short movie."

After we make our snack, we head downstairs, and start "watching" a movie. We mainly talk, and then I decide I want to go outside. "We should go on a run." Grayson rolls his eyes,"I already have football tomorrow. I do NOT need any more exercise." I jump up, and start toward the stairs,"Well I do."

I head upstairs and find an extra pair of tennis shoes that I always left at their house."

When Grayson comes upstairs, he's ready to go. I open the door and run outside.

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"It's cold. We should go back." I shutter. I must have forgot it was December. stupid Liz. "The Starbucks id right around the corner. Come on." Grayson grab my hand, and a wave of warmth goes over me. "Whatever." He leads me to the Starbucks, and then orders us hot chocolate ( can you tell we like hot chocolate yet?). I then call Sara to come pick us up, and she says she will be over soon.

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When Sara and Phil pulled up, I immediately yelled at Sara,"Enfin, vous êtes ici . dieu i était inquiet tu es mort!" which from French means,'Finally, you are here. I was worried you were dead!' Sara automatically responded,"tu parle français?" I laugh,"Nope. I just picked some up in Spokane." Sara looks at me confused. "I had a friend who spoke fluent french." Sara nodded,"Je voudrais répondre à cet ami francophone." I give her a questioning look. Sara rolls her eyes,"I would like to meet this french friend."

I laugh,"¿Hay algún otro idioma que usted sabe que no tengo ni idea de?" 'is there any other language you speak I have no clue about' Sara faces forward, and Phil starts driving forward. "Un poco de español." 'A little bit of Spanish' I laugh,"Sí?" 'yes?' Sara laugh,"Retour à français veuillez." I recognize that line all too well. 'back to french please' was commonly said in my friend Hannah's house.

*flashback*

"Retour à français veuillez!" Hannah's mom yells from the kitchen. Hannah sighs and rolls here eyes,"Sorry about this." Then yells back,"Pouvons-nous avoir goldfish?" There is a moment of silence from the kitchen, so hannah whisper,"I asked if we can have goldfish." Then her mom walks into the living room. "Vous pensez que vous pouvez me traiter comme un serviteur? Aucune! Pas en Amérique. En France, vous pourriez peut-être vivre avec les serviteurs, mais pas en Amérique. Écoutez Hannah."Hannah sighs,"Je n'écoute. Je me suis alors l'obtiendrez. Venez Liz." She stands up, and I don't understand. "Oh, I mean, come on Liz."

When we are out of earshot of her mom I ask,"What was that all about?" Hannah sighs as she grabs the goldfish. "I asked if we could have goldfish, then she went into a huge rant. She basically said,'you think you can treat me like a servant? No! Not in America. In France perhaps you would live with servants, but not in America. Listen Hannah.' So then I said,'I do not listen. I will get it then.' Then, yeah." I nod,"Intense." Hannah laughs,"Thats not the half of it. She thinks if I don't speak French every minute then I'll forget it." I laugh,"Wow."

Then her mom comes around the corner,"Retour à français veuillez!"

*flashback over*

"Retour à français."

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Sorry this chapter sucked, I just felt like updating. Next one will be better! -Caroline xx