Vanilla Chaos

Chapter 4: 110% Female

"God damn it," I hit snooze on my alarm clock, why do dreams always have to end at the good part? I glanced at the French boy on the floor, sound asleep. I could still imagine his soft lips on mine. I got up and quickly pulled down the long tee-shirt I had been wearing for bed and the bottom of my shorts, just in case Nelly magically woke up and automatically knew where I was standing - better safe than sorry. I looked out of the window: rain. No change there, then. I grabbed my daily attire before heading into the bathroom, locking the door behind me, of course. These precautions were necessary when I had been told the previous day that the boy in the next room liked to look up skirts.

I put on my uniform - a white blouse, green tartan skirt (which I wore down to the top of my knees, I was NOT a slapper, thank-you very much) and a black tie which was absolutely delightful in the fact that it made it hard to breath, even more so with my chubby neck. I grabbed the KooKai make-up bag from the bathroom shelf and applied liquid concealer on my many spots, under my eyes and a dab on my nose to prevent redness. I then covered my face in a light powder. I finished up with a few strokes of brown mascara, as I liked to keep things as natural as possible but still make myself look a little bit more presntable. I exited the lavatory after quickly shoving my hair into a messy up-do with a bow because I was obviously so classy.

Nelly was waking up as I was fumbling in my sock drawer.

"Bonjour?"

"Well, hello there, sleepy-head."

I found my black knee socks and pulled them up my legs and then threw my brown school heels on my feet. I opted for heels because I didn't find them particularly hard to walk in at all, really and as a not-so-tall girl who wasn't stick thin, they made me feel taller and like my weight was better distributed. Well, sometimes constantly having to look up at Nelly made my neck hurt a little.

Nelly got up and hugged me from behind, as I was checking my uniform was intact in the wardrobe's built-in mirror. I was turning as red as my hair, "N-Nelly..."

"Oui?" How could a boy be so clueless? Scratch that, it was definitely possible.

"Could you let go of me, p-please?" I stuttered, "I need to put on my blazer, and I think you better be heading back to your room to get dressed."

He sweetly pressed his lips to my cheek, "Of course, ma chèrie. But why do we have to wear uniforms? They're so gross, I never used to have to wear them back in France."

I was still feeling those soft lips on my face and trying to ignore to. He probably messed up my make-up slightly, but he was a sexy French boy so he was forgiven. "Calm down Nelly; you live in Great Britain, now. And it's not so bad, you can get changed as soon as lessons are over." I grabbed the dark green blazer from the wardrobe handle where I hung it. I slipped it on and left the buttons undone.

"You look so pretty in green, sweetheart." Nelly piped up.

I felt so awkward, why did he have to do this crap? "Shush, Frenchie - I though these uniforms were 'gross'?"

"Well, they are but I suppose you just look beautiful in anything, but especially green because it brings out your lovely eyes. See, I do not look good in them because my eyes are blue, not amazing emerald like your's and oh yeah-" he went off on another one of his tangents.

"Oh, shut up."

***

"Hello, Grandma?" I spoke into the phone.

There was a reply from the other end, "Oh, hello Heidi."

"There's something I need to talk to you about."

"Oh yes, what is it, now?"

"Well, do you remember my friend from Paris?"

"The little French boy? What about him?

I froze, she wasn't supposed to remember that part, "Boy? Hahaha, you're so funny, Grandma! Nelly's a girl!" I was fully aware of the fact that my acting was terrible.

"A girl? I'm sure you said your friend from Paris was a boy..."

"Nope! A girl! One hundered and ten percent female!"

"Oh, alright then... You were saying?"

"Well, you know how... She... Visits her family in the holidays?"

"Yes?"

"She invited me to come with her!"

"Oh, Heidi. That's wonderful but I'm afraid I would like to have a chat with her parents first, if you don't mind."

"Of course not! I'll get Nelly to pass me her mum's number the next time I see her!"

"And Heidi,"

"Yes?"

"Will you be needing any money on this little trip?"

"Probably not, anyway, I have classes soon, I'll ring you later. Bye."