I made it to class early I didn't want to listen to their whispers. As I entered the class I see a new guy sitting in the seat next to mine. I avoid looking at him while sitting down and as I put my stuff down he spoke
"Hercules is that you?"
His french accent got me it sounded beautiful with his voice.
"I-I don't think I know you." I slightly stuttered
"Don't you remember when we were little? You visited France with your family for about a month."
"Um" I tried thinking about it
'God he's hot'
He wore an blue jacket and a long white shirt underneath. It looked great on him.
"You promised you would be my best friend when I came to America."
I froze
"I did?"
"Oui" he nodded
" well I think it would probably help if I knew your name"
"Marie-Joseph Paul Yves Roch Gilbert du Motier, Marquis de Lafayette but just call me Lafayette."
"Oh! I remember your that kid, who almost drowned!"
RING
The bell when the other students flooded the classroom. I quickly turned to the front of the class so the others couldn't have anything to bully me.
The teacher, mr. Washington introduced Lafayette to the class
"As you can see we have a new student, he is from France, so please treat him with respect."
For the rest of the day all attention was on him and not me. Thank god.
