Part 6 the one with the open door
Two weeks had gone by so quickly.
Jane barely noticed how relaxed she was. She wasn't frantic to pack and say her goodbyes like she imagined she would a month ago.
Today was her last day here in France before she headed to Germany. You might have thought she would be spending it with her papa, or her fancily dainty friends, but no. Today was all for Mike.
She looked through the silver mirror sitting atop her vanity. She opened the long small tube of black ink. She carefully dipped the brush with the smooth sleek end into it.
She looked hesitantly into the mirror once more, and applied it onto her eyelid.
She wasn't one for makeup, but today she wanted to try a new look. Starting with eyeliner.
Her wings were definitely not perfect, but they were somewhat near perfection. She dusted some rosy looking powder onto the apples of her pale cheeks.
She felt like there was no need for eyeshadow. Her lashes were already long, so mascara was also not needed.
She felt the door click open.
"Aha! Ma Cherie fille, this is why you wanted your papa and I out of le maison?" Her mother shook her head and gave out a hearty laugh.
"Ma Cherie, you don't have to use makeup undercover, you could have asked your dear mére for help.." Jane found her rosy cheeks heat up.
That was not the reason Jane wanted her parents to go out for a nice slice of gateau tonight. She had a lot more planned.
"Oui merci mére! I hope that you may help me in the future.." she hoped her mom didn't see through her blatant lie.
Her mother smiled warmly and slipped back out of her heavy wooden door.
She breathed a sigh of relief and continued on. She flattened her small lavender dress out. She quickly glanced into the mirror and fixed the white collar.
She walked out and heard a small knock on the window, she opened the door to see the cheeky face of Michael peeking into her window. She giggled and shooed him away, it wasn't time yet! Her mother and papa hadn't left to go out yet.
" not now " she murmured closing her window and leaving a frowning mike.
She smiled at him and blew him a kiss.
" alright alright, don't get handsy Michael, and also.. My eyes are up here. " She smirked looking at the flustered British.
Her mother and father had left since she hurt the car engine leave her house.
" jane Ives, my my, you really are a wild frisky one aren't you " he licked his lips and walked around her. her eyes narrowed. what was her doing?
He walked closer to her and swung his hands around her waist and brought her into a kiss.
to say that the kiss became instantly heated is an understatement.
Her hands tangled in his hair and they were left gasping for breaths. she didn't want this moment to end, because it was absolutely perfect, what more could you want? Two hormonal teenagers, alone with nothing but each other for comfort.
" Jane, I love you. " She stopped and stared into his eyes.
She caught his lips in another kiss, " Mike, i-i oh fuck it, " she murmured, " je t'aime aussi. "
Together, they made out in the golden hour of Jane's room with no one, only each other.
or so they thought.
" Jane I- " Her father stopped dead in his tracks. The door of her room had burst open.
Her eyes widened and Mike was frozen in his place.
" Jane, I can't deal with this right now. Go outside now, your mama already packed our bags, I'll deal with this.. this connard. " His eyes flashed red. He snapped his fingers.
" no, no, no! " She was dragged out by her two maids.
" Michael Wheeler, I love you! " Those were the last of her words heard before it faded through the large hallways and down the stairs. She held back the tears before she couldn't anymore and burst.
No one ever found out what happened to Michael Wheeler that day.
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FOOLS GOLD
Fanfiction( mileven au ). " She's ain't your golden girl, she's a fools gold. "
