Lafayette, Mon Amour - Lafayette x Reader (Modern AU - Full Story)

1 - Normal day... right?

  A/n - So, I've wanted to make one of these for a very, very loooooong time lol. So, I'd like to say that my reading lists have the authors that I'd like to give thanks to for inspiring me and giving me good ideas, so go check them out! Well, enjoy the story!!!

Modern times -

2nd POV

  You and Oliver were hanging out by your locker, waiting for Jackson. You two were talking about the rumors of new students coming to the school, including a transfer student from France. It really surprised you that someone from so far would come to your city. It was extremely interesting since you hated your average life.
  You had just closed your locker when Jackson came running up to you. He panicked with his words. "Y/n! Y/n! Y/n! Guess what?!" He halted right in front of you, panting. You raised a brow.
  "What?" You asked laughing a bit at his normally laid back behavior being changed.
  He asked, "You know those rumors about those kids! And that transfer student?" Still panting.
  "Yeah?" You looked at Oliver who shrugged, giving a sign that he didn't know why Jackson was so hyped about it.
  "Well, it's true!" Your eyes widened as he continued since rumors weren't normally true in highschool, especially in your school. "My proof that it's true is this!" He started to whisper mid-sentence. He took out his phone and went to his gallery. He pulled up a photo. "I took a picture of the group and another picture of the transfer student today!" Jackson whisper-yelled as he turned his phone so you and Oliver could see.
  Throughout his babbling, your eyes returned to their normal size, but when you saw the picture, your eyes opened wider than the first time. In the group picture, there was an average height teen with long-ish auburn hair tied into a ponytail and a smug kind of smile on his face. He was wearing a green hoodie that said "The Sea made me salty" and blue jeans. A boy next to him was shorter and had a low, curly ponytail with freckles and the cutest smile you've ever seen. He was wearing a TMNT shirt with black jeans.
  You paused a moment, blinking for once. You looked back and saw another boy that was the tallest in the group with a blue bandana tied around his head right under his short, black hair. He was wearing something a bit more in style with the highschool students. White button up shirt with blue jeans. That was all of them.
  You looked at Oliver, then Jackson. "Is that it?" Oliver asked in a whisper.
  "Of course not! You have to see the transfer student. All the girls are talking about him! Even the Schuylers!" You didn't realize that you could open your eyes wider than before. But they did. The Schuylers were talking about this guy? You just had to see him! Jackson quickly swiped to the other picture.
  What you saw was breathtaking. The transfer student was gorgeous... He was tall, but not too tall. His body structure was one that you thought only you found attractive on a guy, but apparently not. He had muscle, but the right amount, not too much, but not lanky. He had curves, quite the waist and some wide hips. He even had thighs that women had! The perfect legs that a woman would wish for seemed to fit amazingly on him. He was wearing black and white converse with waist high jeans (three buttons) and his black socks were on the outside of his pants. He wore a white shirt with black outlining the French flag that was imprinted on it. His hair was silky and curly, all pulled up into a bun, leaving a few short curls of hair dangling around his face and out of his bun. His eyes were beautiful, shaping perfectly from his adorable smile. Though he wasn't facing the camera.
  You found yourself lost at the image. You snapped back into reality when Oliver said something. "How did you get these?" Jackson's face lit up like he thought no one would ask.
  "Well, I kinda... Spied on them this morning? They didn't know I took the pictures and if they did... The Frenchman would probably be blushing and look awkward in the photo. I noticed that maybe the transfer might have some social issuuuuues." Jackson smirked at you.
  Oliver looked at you. You blushed. You knew what they were thinking. They thought, since you knew French and you had some social issues too, that you had a chance with the frenchiest fry you had ever seen.
  The bell rang. Jackson winked at you as he said bye and he walked to class. Oliver did the same, except for the wink of course. You, well... You just sat there a moment. You thought after a moment as you went to your class quickly: First class of the day and I have no idea what is going on. Lord help me.