Keep It In The Closet

Arent you a nice one

After class ended, Jade and Perrie greeted me. "What classes are you going to have?" Jade asks as I put my notebook in my bag. I pull out my planner and turn it to them, taking a deep breath. "I've got French next." I state simply as I read the letters, and they both nod. "I know where that is." Jade said as she runs her finger down the page, and Perrie gasps. "We've all got dance together! How lucky is that?" She said with a laugh, and I smile. "Very!" After finding out what classes we had together while walking a bit slowly, I finally found myself in French, waving a goodbye to Perrie and Jade. I, once again, go to the back of the room and take a seat, crossing my legs and sighing as I look around the classroom, humming to myself. "Mind if I sit here love?" Someone asks from beside me. I stop humming and look up from my notebook and to him, and wow he was cute. "No, it's okay." I say before the bell rings. Looks like quiffy got here just in time. "Hello class, and welcome to French!" Yeah, okay. Thanks for nothing. 

After a few minutes of not paying attention, I zone in enough to figure out that we have to work with the person beside us to speak any french that we already knew, and I already knew that I 100% did not know French. I look over at the boy and he just looks at me. "Do you know any French?" I ask and he shakes his head no, and I laugh softly. "Same here. So..now what do we do? Do we tell the teacher?" He looks thoughtful for a minute, before he sighs softly...well it was more of a hum. "I've got no idea. Oh! Wait, wait okay. How about...bonjour?" I laugh at him cute attempt, and think of what that means. "Uh...hi?" "I dunno, I just heard it somewhere. What if I just said a bad word?" I frown slightly, before responding. "Well let's hope not. Oh! Wait, okay, how about this French word- au revoir?" I say, and he stares blankly at me. "Nothing?" I say, and she nods. "I've got nothing. We're going to need a lot of work if we want to pass the class, obviously!" He says and sighs, pouting slightly. "I hate school." I nod, and perch my lips, raising my eyebrows. "Same here, kid. Same here." I say as I realize I don't know his name, and he smiles. "Uh, I'm Liam." He offers, and I smile. "I'm Leigh-Anne." He turns his head to the side thoughtfully, and nods. "Leigh-Anne...that sounds really familiar." He says as he shakes his head, and I chuckle. "You wouldn't happen to know Louis Tomlinson?" "Yes!" "That's probably it." "You know each other?" I nod, and he smirks. "So you're Leigh-Anne? He told me about you." Shit. "He says your really nice and funny." Never mind.

I smile at how sweet he was, and still could hardly believe he was a player! You wouldn't get that type of vibe from the little twit. "Hey, at least he said something nice about me!" I say as I smile, and he laughs. "Ah yes, he made you sound very nice, and it's true!" Maybe me and this boy would get along just fine. 

"So Liam, if you don't know any French then why are you taking this class?" I ask as I look down at the paper, tapping the eraser on the paper softly. "I did this so I could learn French, but I tend to zone out a lot so this was kind of a fail. Honestly I should know more by now." He whispers back, running his fingers through his hair as he smiles slightly. "Lad you've gotta pay more attention. Now, if we don't know French...we could look around the class room for clues. Look at all of that over there, all that French. Yeah, yeah we're gonna do just fine." I whisper, making Liam snicker softly, nodding. 

"With a mind like that, we'll past this class for sure." Liam teases, making me smile. Yeah, we were gonna do just fine.