french boy[ Lucas Coly ]

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//yn's pov//

tuesday was the only day of the week that i hated. i had french class that day and i really did not wanna go because i'm not really good in french. i get really bad grades in this class. even though i get A's and B's in other classes, french has just been a class i have never been good at. anyways i got into french class and sat down in my usual seat..... at the back of course. this is easy for me because then the teacher won't pay much attention to me at the back. I took my seat and got all of my stuff out.

about 3 minutes passed and finally, the french teacher walked in. i rolled my eyes on started to write down things from the textbook.

"bonjour le class," he said greeting the class

" bonjour" we all said it back. bonjour is basically the only thing i know in french which is really bad seeing as finals are in a few weeks. he started to talk to the class about finals and homework and stuff, i sighed. about halfway through hard work and writing, i decided to put my head on the desk since i had a headache. i slowly closed my eyes and fell asleep.....the next thing, i felt someone tap my shoulder, i let out a light yawn and got up from resting my head down. the teacher just glared at me as i yawned " huh"

"cette classe n'est pas pour dormir." he yelled to me

i shook my head. i didn't have a fucking idea about what he was saying to me.

he sighed " i said this class isn't for sleeping. wake up" the teacher said

the rest of class laughed and joked at me. The teacher glared at me " yn avez-vous fait vos devoirs" he asked

again i just looked at him because i didn't have a idea about why he was saying.

" It means Yn did you do your homework?"

I shook my head " no. i didn't"

"yn that's it. this is the last time you are going fail this french class. you will learn French whether you like it or not. you've not done anything in this class for the whole semester. I'm tired of it Yn"

he lowkey pissed me off. for his information, french is the only class that i'm bad in and he has no right to talk to me like that. i sighed " well what do you want me to about it then" I asked giving him an attitude

the class ooooo'ed and the teacher faced me after trying to get the class to be quiet

" you need to go to the principals office right now. NOW" he yelled

i jumped a little. but i didn't really care that he yelled. whether he liked it or not, i probably will fail his stupid class. i shrugged it off and I got my things walking out of the classroom as the class got back to work. i walked through the empty halls to the principals office. I sat down on the seat outside his office waiting to be called in to see him.

about 5 minutes after i sat down. one of the students left his office. the principal dismissed him and looked at me as he pointed to the seat inside his office. i smirked and walked inside. i literally come here like twice a week because of my french teacher.

"sit yn please" he said while taking a sip of his water that was on the desk putting it back down before facing me looking at my facial expression. i eventually sat down in the seat and got comfortable

" im guessing this is because of french class again"

i nodded "i didn't do the homework that was set for me again" and looked at the floor "so he sent me to you"

the principal shook his head and looked out of the window "yn you get the best grades in class. but it seems as if french isn't your best class ?" he passed me the sheet of paper showing my recent grades for french..., F, F, D-, C, F. you all get the point. i'm shit at french