CHAPTER 4: In class

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When I got to the class, there weren't many of us. However, everyone was
already seated and waiting for the teacher. all the seats were occupied except
for two seats at the back, I walked swiftly and sat on one of the chairs.
a minute after I sat down, a woman who could be about 5 feet, with
an immaculate-looking afro and brown glowing skin walked in.

She looked like she was in her mid-twenties, but could easily pass for a high schooler.
The boys started gushing over her as she lifted a hand to wave.
" Hi, my name is Athena Torsney, and I'm your French teacher," she said in an affable voice.

her voice was so soft and high pitched like she was on helium, while lost in the sweetness of her voice she clapped and said
'Okay, so today we aren't having a class since its the first day, however, I'm going to give a group assignment so pair up
I watched as everyone paired with the person next to them and I just stared at the empty seat on my right.

Just as I raised my hand to alert Miss Torsney of my not having a partner, someone walked in.
The person's face was covered with his hoodie but looking at his trousers I could tell he was from our school.

As Miss Torsney opened her mouth to speak, he said 'bonjour, veuillez excuser mon retard'. she was stunned and impressed as she replied 'pas de problemes mon Cher.

and everyone stared in awe.
'go sit by the girl behind' Miss Torsney said pointing at me.
He walked like royalty and took his seat, and then when he took off his hoodie I froze.

It was the boy I bumped into at the mall. I was so surprised because I never thought of meeting him again.
'Miss Torsney, can you please tell us what you two were discussing there?' A ginger-haired girl asked with curiosity.

'oh haha, he was just apologizing for being late
'ohhhh thanks miss' she said in a bubbly voice.
'Ok class, your task is to go around the city and take pictures of yourselves with anything written in French, be it clothes, posters, sign boards, etc and you are going to either write the meaning below the picture or act it in the picture.'

'And you can even make an album with the pictures you've taken, ok class I'm out, discuss your work with your partner, see you tomorrow' She rattled out and left the class.

my eyes left her and landed on my partner who was already staring at me, all the words disappeared from my head. and then I got myself together and asked
' Hey, what's your name?'
'Ayaan' he answered in a strict voice, I lost the urge to ask more questions and looked down.

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