Hello, I'm Allie, foreign exchange student in France, I'm staying with okay people, they have a daughter named Olivia who is 7 and she's my favorite.
I'm trying to teach her English and she 'helps me' with my French.
I got settled here about a week ago and my new school starts in 2 days.
Fuck.
Pardon my French.
I sit back on my lousy, uncomfortable cot and snuggle up with my blanket back from America, I studied French for 10 years before I exchanged. I know a lot, but is a lot enough?
I am originally from Alaska but once my mom passed away and my step mom came in, she decided she wanted to pick up and move, aaall the way down to Texas.
Olivia walks in with paint and pen marks all over her hands and face, I chuckle a little and she hands me a painting of a girl, or a stick figure think and written in blue crayon at the bottom had 'belle invité'
Which means 'beautiful guest' in French. I smiled and took it from her and set it up on my wall.
I took her in the bathroom to wash up and said 'Merci fille douce' which means thank you sweet girl.
Once she's all cleaned up I begin texting filling up everyone on all that's happening in the glorious country called France.
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Helpless Crush On A Prep
Ficção AdolescenteForeign exchange student in France finds herself daydreaming at a guy who sees nothing in her but a friend. Will she stay in the horrid friend zone or find her way in his arms.
