(Adrien's P.O.V. :) )
In class all the time we were talking about France. The French Revolution, Benjamin Franklin, French kings, blah blah. When my mom heard that Stacie went to France, she got an idea. That I should go too. I had family there, so I would most likely stay with them.
*time skip*
I found out where Stacie was staying. She was at an apartment called Les Jardins. I knocked on the door, to have it opened by a Greek girl. "Um, is a girl named Stacie staying here...?"I asked feeling uncomfortable. She looked pretty (cough hot cough) and I just wondered why she was here. "Stacie is my roommate. She.... She jumped off the Eiffel Tower in an attempt to commit suicide. She's staying at the hospital." She gave me an address and I left.
She joined me moments later. "You might get lost." Was her explanation. I said nothing, I just nodded. I wondered why on Earth Stacie would try to kill herself. We arrived at the hospital after a few minutes of walking. We both had to wait in the waiting room for around 15 minutes before we could go in. When I entered, I was a little afraid to see her face. The amount of bruises and scars were horrendous. I sat in a stool and held her hand. The Greek girl, Rafaela, started talking to an Indian girl.
"Can I.... can I spend a few minutes alone with her?" I asked. "Please." They nodded and the Indian girl started a timer for five minutes. When they left, I leaned down, my face getting closer to hers...
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(Stacie's P.O.V.)
A couple of people were in the room.
I could sense Hiya in the room. A voice I recognized asked for a few minutes alone with me. The door was opened and shut. I opened my eyes and slapped the person across the face.Shit.
It was Adrien.
There was a red mark on his face where I'd slapped him. He groaned. "What was that for?" He asked. "Um, for scaring me." He raised an eyebrow. Before I could say or do anything...
He kissed me.
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(Adrien's P.O.V.)
I had leaned down to kiss her, only to have her slap me across the face. My goodness, I didn't know she could slap so hard. I groaned. I asked why she did that, but I didn't pay attention to the answer. I was focused on her. Before I knew it, I was kissing her.
*this is getting way too awkward. WAY. TOO. AWKWARD. skip to end of kiss*
The timer went off, and I quickly pulled back. Rafaela and the Indian girl, Hiya, entered. Stacie smiled. "I must be in heaven," she said. "Because all I can see are angels." Then her phone rang. It was Grace. "Never mind. It's the devil. Hello?" Even though the phone wasn't on speaker, I could hear Grace crying and screaming. Stacie held the phone as far away from her as possible.
When Grace was done, Stacie dramatically brought the phone back to her ear. "Um, Grace? I'm fine. Well, other than something happened a minute ago, but I'm fine. No. Yes. Yes. No. Oops. Oh, well. No. Okay, Grace. I have to go!" She hung up. Stacie shut her eyes then said, "Adrien, this is Hiya and Rafaela. Guys, this is Adrien."
I just smiled. Hiya looked like she wanted to punch me, so I edged away from her. That girl seemed scary. Rafaela and Hiya left, and it was just me and Stacie. I turned to Stacie, to as me her why she tried to die, but she had fallen asleep.
Hey y'all!!! It's Stacie!!! You will NOT believe how awkward it was for me to write this. Comment your opinion!!! Oh, don't forget to follow me, Smart_Ravenclaw and hiya2810 !!!!!!!!
~Stacie
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