♢From Paris to Pack♢

Making Friends

Bonjour mah little Masquerade'rs :3 its FinFin once again and im typing at night...*sigh* I need to stop staying up so late ;w;

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Genevieve's P.O.V

She pressed her pink lips together before pointing at a random boy. "Yesh?"

"Your accents hot!"

Geni blushed, getting a bit flustered when others agreed. She blinked and took a breath, pointing at a girl in a Monkey Joe T-shirt.

"Hi, are you really from France, or were you just raised in the language?" she asked.

"I du' indeed come frome Paris, Clair de lune actually." Genevieve smiled at her, earning a few captivated stares. Since then, other hands were put down by the teacher's words, and the older man pointed towards the middle of the classroom. "Sit there next to Bridget, raise your hand Bridget."

A frilly painted hand lifted into the air and Genevieve walked towards it, sitting down and turning to the girl named Bridget.

She was a medium sized human female with bleached blond hair, tight short shorts, steletos, a tight sequented pink top and plain blue eyes. She smiled, revealing white teeth and extended her hand which Geni took. "Hi, I'm Bridget Latenmore."

"Bonjour, I em' Genevieve Doux Loup, but chu' may call me Geni."

Geni smiled back at her and Bridget began to strike up a bit of conversation. It was a bit hard to understand her words, but she got enough right to answer well.

Turns out Bridget was the schools 'it' girl, popular, pretty, and a supposed *rockin body*. Geni didn't mean to be rude at all, but this girl looked to have so much work done, her chest was a weapon of mass destruction, and she was 'Teamtooskinny'.

But Geni would be nice regardless, no need for enemies.

"Eh, excusez-moi" Genevieve murmered, raising her hand.

The teacher stopped and turned around with his eyebrows perched ontop his forehead. "Yes Miss Loup, do you have a question."

"Oui, eh... I dun' understand vhat you mean by dis...Chapitre Climax...can you explain?"

The teacher smiled and some students seemed to notice her velvet accent, showing the silk in her words in the way they looked aweingly at her. "Of course."

Class went on that way till the bell rung and the other students began to pack up their things. Genevieve stood up and waited for Bridget to gather what little supplies she'd cared to even bring, and with that they both headed to their lunch period. Which they both had at the same time. What luck right!

When they entered the lunchroom heads immediately turned in their direction, watching their every move as Geni and Bridget went to the lunch line.

Bridget waved her hand at her when Genevieve offered her an apple, saying that she was on a strick diet, and Geni begged to differ but just offered a sheepish smile and a simple "Oui."

When she chose a Caesar salad and a bottle of Pink Lemonade, Bridget led her to the center of the lunch room where five of her identical 'friends' sat. All with plastic smiles and bleached hair. Why do they insist on bleaching, your either natural or you're not. No questions.

Genevieve moved her inner rant to the back of her head and smiled at the girls while she sat down. "Bonjour," she said, adjusting her dress and letting the fabric slide from the hard plastic chair.

The girls squealed and began cooing at her with sentences containing the word 'like' way too many times. But she just smiled and tried her best to understand them. It became even harder when the 'Jocks' of the school came and began eyeing Genevieve up and down. Bridget and her group just put on tight smiles when the boys practically ignored them and began complimenting everything Geni did, and the girl just sat there flustered and embarrassed.

*Est-ce la façon dont la plupart des Amériques agissent?*

((Is this how most Americans act?))

She didn't mean to be rude, but curiosity killed the cat. At least...thats what a boy named Jackson had told her while trying to touch her thigh. *Pervy Cul* ((Pervy ass))

She just hoped meeting the pack later on today wasn't like this. She sighed inwardly.

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Part THREEEE!!!!! Ah I'm moving sooo fast. Hope yall like.

Love yall little ♢♡Masquerade'rs ♡♢

~Findabhair