Before you... (Norray)

Chapter 04

Salut! I do not speak French but I am learning, the French in this chapter may be incorrect because I'll be using the bit I know and google translate. Prendre plaisir!
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Norman's POV>
Gilda and this boy Atlas started dating a few days ago. I met him but he goes to a different school. He's about my height snd had a fair completion. He has fluffy short brown hair and deep brown eyes that kind of remind me of late nights after rainy days. He's got the most calm feel to him and he's sweet too.

But now that I've been at this school for around 3 weeks I have a D in French. Not good. Despite it being on purpose, so I can spend more time with Ray, I still feel a bit worried about it.  When my parents hear after they get back from their trip to Greece they'll be pissed. The french teacher hands me another paper with a F on it. In big purple letters she's written 'practice more,' I can practically hear my parents yelling at me because of this. My grade needs to go up to at least a middle C. I plan to invite Ray over with French as my excuse and we're kinda sorta friends now. I'll just make sure to offer snacks and he'll probably say yes.

(After school)

So he agreed after I mentioned that I have snacks. I told him I just need to get up to a C. As long as it's passing it'll be fine. He agreed to meet me at my house. I push past kids out of the school and in to the bitter fresh air. I inhale deeply and go wait for the bus. The cloudy gray day looks like any other, just a normal day but for some reason something feels different. The issue is I don't know what feels different.

After a bus ride home and after I finish almost loosing the house key down the storm drain I get inside my house. Ray should be here in 30 minutes now. I decide to clear off the table and get some snacks. I put a bag of chips and also some fruit on the table as well. I empty a box of Oreos onto a plate and call it good on snacks. I put my computer and binder on the table at one spot and get my French notebook. In it I have all sorts of French things in it. Like ways to introduce myself! 'Salut! Je m'appelle Normand Et toi?' 'Salut je suis Normand!"

*dinggg dong* "Bonsoir Normand" Ray greets me as I open the door. Bonsoir means good evening and Normand is my names (yes with the D). "Bienvenu," I respond. "Alright now, we need to get your grade from 64% to 70% correct?" He asks . I nod swiftly. "We better start then," he mumbles.

"So you need to write.." Ray trails off. We both reach for the pen. Then our hands sit of top of each other, mine on top, his on the bottom. His hand feels warm and soft, like a fire on cold days. Sometimes that's what I felt like I needed. A fire to warm my icy heart. I guess finding someone to complete me like that would be amazing. The sun needs the moon and when fire melts the ice it create something all life needs, water.

"Are you gonnna move your hand.." Ray mumbled while looking at the ground. "Oh shit sorry!" I yank my hand away. He grabs the pen and point with it "there, you should write..."  he trails off, hinting I should answer. Uhm... fuck I don't remember what we were just talking about "désolé ma langue?" I slowly mumble, questioning each one of those words as I say them. Ray holds back laughter and I look at him with confusion. "Tongue- you just said sorry my tongue," he tells me between laughs. I begin to laugh as-well.

*buzz*

must be Rays phone.

Rays POV>
I pick up my phone *click*

Mrs.Giraffe (Emma)
-one image-
Found this laying around

I click on it and begin to read the letter depicted In the image.

'Hey Ray, I wanted to give you another chance to get to know me I think you'd really like me. Your hair, the way it moves in the wind. And the way you're art basically is just a picture, it looks so real. Please let me know you better

-Hannah <3'

*click* I shut my phone off by clearly I wasn't the only one looking at the letter. "What was that about?" Norman questions me. I sigh "some girl named Hannah from French class won't leave me alone about wanting to date me. It's annoying," Hannah is the only girl brave enough to leave a second letter, I'll give her credit for that. Norman laughs "I'd imagine that's annoying,"

After even more work I think that should finally get his grade up to very low B likes 80%. Maybe 81% if we're really lucky. I sit around some more and eat snacks. I shouldn't probably have left for home already but it's nice here. I can just sit quietly, but I'm not alone either , it feels good. I let out a deep sigh and stand up. While I gather my things like my computer, and binder, and notebook Norman thanks me over and over again. He offers to give me a few Oreos for the road but I reject. Hearing the rain patter on the roof outside makes me happy, I like rain a lot. Now with the backpack on my back and all zipped I begin to turn the door Handel to leave. Norman (of course) interrupts this by stopping me dead in my tracks he says "date me."

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Chapter four complete!
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