So This Is Love?

CHAPTER 11 | Really? Ben?

CHAPTER 11 ~ Zach's POV

"So I was thinking that we should hang out today. Do something fun" Brooke says bouncing up and down on her feet, looking full of energy and excited.

"I was thinking that that would be a great idea" I say, smiling widely at her and her energy. It's contagious. She is always so enthusiastic about everything and it makes you just want to join her and be around her 24/7. That's just one of the many fascinating things about her. One of the things that has drawn me to her beautiful self.

"Alright, now that that's sorted, let's go to lunch because I'm famished" she says, grabbing hold of my hand and pulling me towards the cafeteria where all our friends should be sitting.

As she drags me along as gush of wind enters through the open windows around us and Brooke's hair blows back. She looks picturesque right now, well all the time, but I've only realised to what extent right now. She interrupts my thoughts by looking back at me with her gorgeous smile.

"What are you looking at?" she questions me. Am I that obvious?

"Tu pulchra es" I comment and she blushes profusely at my remark.

"Thanks" she smiles at me which makes me smile.

"It's true. And since when do you know Latin?" I ask her after I realises she understood what I said.

"I've known Latin for years. How do you know Latin?" she asks me after answering my question.

"My mum knows heaps of languages. When I was younger she would try to teach me as many as possible because it's easier to learn languages when you're young"

"Well I only know English and Latin. Maybe you could teach me one. I've always wanted to learn French" she tells me. I would love to teach her French.

"Nah, I don't teach amateurs" I joke and she slaps my arm "I'm just kidding. I don't see why I can't teach you the language of love" I continue to joke and wiggle my eyebrows.

"You know what, I'll just find someone else to teach me. I'll ask Ben, I would think he would be happy to teach me" she threatens.

"You mean Ben with blonde hair? The basketball player?" I ask and laugh. Ben fails French. He told me. We used to be good friends. But the idea of Ben teaching Brooke French brings my blood to the boil.

"NO! I'll teach you" I say, probably sounding very desperate and jealous.

"Jealous are we?" Brooke jokes. Yes.

"No" I reply flatly.

"Okay well then I'm sure you'll have no objections to Ben teaching me" Brooke comments. Wait, she was serious? I still can't tell if she's serious or not. I sure hope she isn't serious.

"I never said I had no objections" I argue.

"Plead your case" Brooke demands, going all lawyer on me.

"Miss Williams, Ben would not be the most suitable candidate for your endeavours in learning the language of French" I say, going along with her law scenario.

"And who do you propose is a suitable candidate for my future endeavours?" I almost laugh at us. Brooke sounds so serious that it's funny.

"I propose that you invest in finding a tutor who has spoken French for most of his or her life"

"Oh, and who may that be?" Brooke says, letting out a small laugh.

"Why, me, of course" I suggest and we both crack up laughing.