The group of four were inseparable
3 boys and 1 girl
But there was two that were always closer to each other. Before middle school started the main girl moved to London and left behind her favorite boy.
It's 1963 Voltaire High made it official tha...
"Like I said madame,Elise was not apart of the fight she was caught in the middle that's all"
"Thank you Bellanger,now is it possible for her to change classrooms? I want her to focus on her study's not on....boys" Elise rolled her eyes at her mothers comment
"I'm sorry Madame but the schedule has been made officially we can not make any arrangements" he makes a nervous smile
"I see"
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As Elise walked to class she couldn't help but to cringe at the pain she was feeling in her face. She gets to her Latin class,she would've rather gone with her angry mother than to deal with Douillard. Elise knocked on the door already dreading the stares she would get.
"Come in" "Come in" she mocked the mans voice "Sorry for interrupting is it alright if I take my seat?" She asked politely
The teacher motioned his hand to the empty seat next to Annick. Elise hurried to set down,she felt on edge and the rest of the class eyes are certainly not helping the situation.
Annicks eyes widened once's she faced Elise. Her nose was bruised she could still see some dry blood on the tip of her nose.
"It's that bad isn't it" Elise's rolls her eyes "Um no not at all ,you got something here" Annick scratches her nose to show were the dry blood was at. The girl wipes her nose with her arm hurting herself in the process. "Better?" She asked
"SILENCE!" Douillard yelled at the two girls
They moved away from each other fixing their posture's embarrassingly. Elise isn't sure how much she can take of this. She just wants her diploma and move back to London and study Economics like her mother wants her to do. She turns her head to the back of the class the view wasn't unpleasant. On the right side of the desk was Dupin with an ice bag on his cheek he seemed to be day dreaming she hoped he hadn't gotten in trouble over the fight even though he probably should be. Behind him was Vergoux leaning against the desk arms crossed infont of him he's trying to pay attention to whatever Douillard was translating on the board.
She wonders how Descamps is doing,he had broken his glasses many times while growing up I guess he had to many chances. What was on his mind, why would he do such an act?
A knock on the door broke Elise's from day dreaming. Everyone's heads snap to Michele that's walking in with BOY CLOTHES!
"Can I go back to my seat?"
"She's wearing pants!" "She looks like a boy?" "The nerve!"
She had to give it to her,she has some guts for sure. Elise would never had the confidence to walk around school with pants on. She felt a sort of guilt for getting upset with Michele. She didn't know how to feel. But one thing for sure she felt. She felt proud of Michele, give them hell girl!
Michele glared at Elise's for some sort of comfort. Elise winks at the girl and gave her smile. She felt relaxed,the nerves went away after that.
After an hour of boring Latin the bells rings. Freeing the captive students to their homes. Elise stayed beside Annick as they walked out of the school. No words had been said yet but they did not ignore each other.
