Mixte-1963(2)

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🌻HY guys how are you? I just want to say that this chapter is not edited so there could be many errors or also many Italian words (cause sometimes I just write in Italian cause it's easier and then translate it in English)
If you are reading this chapter just know you a real one✊✊✊

MICHELLE POV

I arrive at school and as before I have Italian, I enter the classroom and sit down in my place when I hear a whisper from someone calling me, I turn and see a boy of medium height, dark-haired, almost blond, with brown eyes, who gives me a note but before I can open it the teacher passes by, who abruptly takes it from me from the desk and opens it in front of the whole class and then reads it

<<Michelle are you free after school?>> OH GOD, no....nononono <<I want to know who sent this?!!!>>

He shouts with the note in his hand raised in mid-air and the boy in question raises his hand and says with a smile on his face
<<It was me>> Joseph stares at him, in a really rude way, it looks, wait it can't be, but it looks like...jealousy?

<<Mr. Dubois, you -he points at me like I am the one that wrote that- will be grounded after class>> the professor reiterates with a neutral grin on his face.

I raise my hand quietly hoping the teacher won't get mad again.

<<What?>>

<<I...am already grounded sir>> I say with the shame of a lifetime.

The teacher laughs quietly <<Perfect!>> only...that? Perfect?!

<<You two will skip lunch, learn about respect>>

Once lessons are over I go to the punishment room .
There's Professor Buck, he's the kind of professor who either goes to get coffee or when a hot chocolate is brought to him he falls asleep after a while
And maybe I want to leave him one, I mean, that's just my thought.

<<good morning I brought you this hot chocolate, sorry to bother you professor>> I smile and he smiles back with that perverted look.

I sit in a place away from other people who are in detention like me but are looking at my figure like I'm not suppose to be here. I mean I know.

<<Beaufort Style, please, you should be Michelle..??>> Beaufort says walking closer to me .

<<I'm the one who went to detention because of you, stupid pleasure>>

I repeat with an angry look, we enter the classroom and I notice that there are only the two of us and the usual professor on duty, the one who goes to the get coffee and stays out until the end of the day

<<You know you're beautiful right?>>
Beaufort asks

<<I hear that every day, do you think your comment will make me fall in love?>> I ask grumpily and then sit in one of the benches present.

<<Do you want to play James? If so I can list my rules for you. rule number 1 I never fall in love>>

<<this will have to be seen>> Joseph says while entering into the class.

I firmly stare at him, I don't know why, but he irritates me in such a...potential way.
<<I was saying>> my words tremble out of my mouth.
<<Rule number two 2. If I want something or someone it's either to earn something or to distract me, so if you want to be my distraction I could also accept, but do you know what the problem is?>> I ask in a confused way