J'aime vous beaucoup. (I love you a lot.)

Chapter 19: Hello June.

                     "So how was Australia?!," asked Willy with great excitement to Juliette in the school hall. In this case, our school hall. It  was break time so we decided to bomb the hall. "It was alright I guess. The food, scenery and all was ummm, great? ," she answered with a smile. "So Form 6 eh? Why?," I asked out of curiousity. She was wearing her new school uniform which is really funny to look at actually. "Nah, I got offered and why not right? It's just another two years or less," she told me. "Are you sure? Not being too far from me?," I joked around. "Ahah, you wish," she said, looking away, laughing, and hit my arm.

                      The bell rang. "I better get back to class. I'll smell ya later okay?," I gave her a wink. She gave me the 'are-you-serious' look with a smile. I pulled Willy with me when he was still flirting with the girls. 

                       Biology. We hated Biology. Willy and I are seated in the same table in the lab. "So mate, you and Jules? Is there anything?," Willy whispered to me. "Nope. There's nothing between us," I replied, pretending to learn and trying to not make it visible that I was talking. "WHY?! You two look sweet together! And you've been crushing on her for God knows how long!,"  he exclaimed. Then a very familiar voice was heard. "William, would you like to share your story to the class?," the voice of our Biology teacher came into the scene. "Oh nothing. Just debating about Biology stuff and all. Please continue teaching," Willy tried to cover up. "One more time and you get out of my class. Willy nodded. "Morceau de merde." Willy murmured that quote under his breath meaning 'piece of shit' in French. 

                        Class ended. "Dude, next Saturday. Drinking session. My birthday. You in?,"  Travy asked Willy and I. "Dude, your birthday is like last month.,' I stated, confused. "I know! Reasons why you should come!' We both just agreed. 

                        So, next Saturday came. We both went to this bar which I care not about its name. We all drank. And got wasted. And that night was a mistake for me.