The jock and the nerd. Or not

Day 8 (Wednesday)

"Where were you yesterday?"

I raised my head and realized that Oliver was talking to me. We were outside of our History class, waiting for the teacher to let us in.

"Huh?" I asked stupidly.
"Where were you yesterday?" he repeated.

I was amazed; he had noticed that I wasn't at school! Well, now I was back, but he had noticed my absence and now he was asking me about it.

"I was at home," I replied mysteriously with a half smile, somehow regaining my confidence.
"Huh?" he asked, now it was his turn to "ask stupidly". 
"I was at home," I repeated.
"But... Why?"
"For religious reasons."
"Oh, you're... Juif?"

He had just said "Jewish" in French. I didn't correct his grammar mistake ("juif" is masculine, and I'm a girl, so the correct way to say it would have been "juive"). But I was glad he had talked to me... In Français!