French Lessons | Lee Felix

9 | 20 Questions

Felix's POV
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..I'm blushing again, aren't I?

''C-Claire?'' I asked, almost choking on my words.

''Well, yeah. That's my name.'' She giggled softly.
''Outside of school, you can call me that.''

Get your shit together, Lee Felix!

''That would be nice, actually.'' I let out a low laugh, as I run a hand through my hair.

''It would be weird if I had to call you Miss Sky every time you visited my sister or something.''

''Yup''

''Also, I really like your name.'' I added, yet regretted it immediately, as I felt my face burn up once again.

''Aww, thank you!" She smiled widely and I let myself get lost in the warm aura of hers.

What is happening?

The Claire I had just met, was a completely different person from, the Miss Sky I got to know at school.

While Miss Sky was the serious, strict teacher with the killer stare and the shamelessly flirty attitude, Claire was a ray of sunshine. Her usually deep voice was softer, her golden gaze more gentle.

But the thing I liked the most about Claire, was her smile.

I couldn't explain it, but the soft grin she had plastered on her face that whole time..
It did things to my heart.

I could probably stare at her for hours, if it wasn't for the voice in my head, that was now screaming at me.

'Why the fuck are you still standing on the doorstep? Let the woman in, you coward!'

Snapping back into reality, I cleared my throat and quickly moved to the side.

"I-I'm so sorry, I made you stand outside all this time.'' I said embarrassed, letting her inside the house.

As I led her to the living room, where we could sit more comfortably, I finally got to ask her the purpose of her sudden visit.

''Right. Sorry I came uninvited and, basically out of nowhere.'' She let out a chuckle, taking a seat on the couch.

''No, that's okay. It's just that Ray is not home right now.''

''Yeah, I know. She told me she would go out with your mom.'' She said, causing me to look at her, confused.

So she is here.. for me?

''Oh.. Okay.''

Great answer, Lix. Good job.

''You look a bit lost, but I can explain.'' She giggled at my puzzled expression.

''So, I heard from your sister, you needed extra French lessons. Is that right?''

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''Ahh, and they asked you to tutor me?" I asked, a weird feeling of butterflies rising in my stomach.

''Yeah. Is there a problem with that?'' She gazed, troubled, tilting her head to the side.

Is there?

''N-no! Not at all.'' I gave her a quick smile.

''Great. When do you want to start?''

''Whenever you're free, uh..''
''Claire.'' I said and she laughed.