Everything was boring today in French class. Nothing new. And then Mr. Kadmiri decided to announce that there would be a field trip next month. I guess we were supposed to go to the pier. He had other classmates pass out these cheesy-looking blue fliers. There's a really fancy French-Immigrant restaurant. He says it's a tradition that the students of AP French 2 take a field trip to the place, and then sooner or later run along the beach and do whatever shitty things that shitty teenagers do. That said, I'm actually kind of looking forward to this trip.
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FanfictionWhen a new guy moves to town, weird things start to happen. The more Molly tries to find answers, more questions are brought to the table. What is going on?
