The Sacrifices of Fame

Chapter Eight

So I've been in France for about two weeks now and its really starting to grow on me. I can see why Mom like it so much. But two weeks also means Mal is coming soon. She's getting on a flight tomorrow morning and I'm so excited.

Emilie and I have become a really good friends, I mean she is the only person here that I've met that's my age so far. School starts tomorrow and we're hanging out at her house while our moms are at practice. This has become a routine when we aren't busy and bored. She's laying on her bed and I'm laying next to her. We're looking at the ceiling, for no reason so won't ask. I mean her ceiling, and whole room for that matter is every shade of blue. Which gives you this calming, soothing sensation.

"Hey, so can I ask you a question?" I ask.

"I mean technically, you kinda just did." Emilie says.

"Oh my god, go fuck yourself." I laugh.

"You'd like that wouldn't you?" Emilie says.

She said that a little too serious so I just laugh it off awkwardly.

"No but for real, what's the question?" Emilie asks.

"What did you mean by we are going to have fun with you at the academy?" I ask quoting her.

"Our school is known for being, how do I put this...fast, because of the students. I can say for a fact, that at least eighty five of the girls that attended are lesbians. Which I don't have a problem with its just that they don't care about getting to know you, they just want to get in your pants. But the horrid part is no matter how much you try to stay away, they're always there. They don't like taking no for an answer."

The first thing that comes to my mind is Mal. I'm a loyal person and I don't have time for girls to be all over me. Especially when we don't live in the same country at the moment.

"Eighty-five percent huh, what about the guys?"

Emilie laughs and gives me this look.

"What?" I ask.

Emilie stops laughing and looks at me with a serious face.

"Your mom didn't tell you?"

"Tell me what?"

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I was so pissed off that I walked home. I knew if Mom came to pick me up and I had to be stuck in a car with her, it wouldn't be pretty.

"You're sending me to an all girl school?" I scream walking into the house.

Mom gets off the couch and I slam the door behind me.

"Yes but Lauren listen." Mom starts but I cut her off.

"No you listen!"

Mom raises her eyebrows and gives me this look, I stop myself before I go to far. I take a deep breath calming down slightly.

"Mom I don't want to go to a single gendered school." I say as calmly as I possibly can.

Its just that I feel like single gendered schools force you into this box, whether you want to be in that box or not. Like what Emilie said about the school being full of lesbians, that's expected of an all girl school. Not only that but I'm pretty sure they talk about being lady like and what not. But I've been doing a lot of research lately and I'm starting to think I'm Non Binary.

"Lauren, it's one of the best schools around here. Not only that but their soccer team is amazing, you could learn a lot."

I just groan before getting in the shower, showers always seem to calm me down. My phone pings and I grab it off of the stand before looking at if. I have a waterproof case, so don't worry. It's a text from Mal.

Queen 👑: Hey so my flight got delayed and I won't be able to come until next week...

              Me: Are you kidding me? I was so excited to see you, I even cleaned my room!

Queen 👑: I'm sorry...

                   Me: Its okay, its not your fault...

Queen 👑: I'll see you next week?

   Me: Can't wait, I love you babygirl

Queen 👑: I love you too

I sigh before finishing up and getting in the bed. I have school tomorrow and all that's on my mind is what Emilie said.

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A/N Because I suck at updating this story, instead of super long chapters that take weeks. I'm going to publish short ones but they're still going to he pretty detailed, like this one.