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Ｗｏｒｓｅ ｔｈａｎ ｇｏｏｇｌｅ ｔｒａｎｓｌａｔｅ

Ｆｉｖｅ－ Ｗｏｒｓｅ ｔｈａｎ ｇｏｏｇｌｅ ｔｒａｎｓｌａｔｅ

"Pardon Moi?" Rhys exclaims, dropping onto the floor in defeat. We got on the plane and all seemed fine, we made it on time and we didn't have ticket issues. But then this happened, the worst thing to ever happen since Quantico ended, we missed our flight. Both Ara and Rhys were fangirling with a fellow Archie fan, and all of us missed the call for us. So now we are waiting in the lobby of the French airport, with Rhys trying to speak mediocre French. Both of them didn't know that I took french for five years in elementary and continued using it in my day to day life.

"Rhys,stop. Your pronunciation is worse than google translate." I slightly push him out of the way. The lady quirks an eyebrow at me, wondering if I would have terrible pronunciation like Rhys.

"Est-ce que vous parlez anglais?" I ask hoping that she spoke French. She replies in english,

"Yes I do. Thank you for asking before assuming." She glares at Rhys who cowers behind Ara.

"I was wondering when the next flight was to London?" I asked politely, smiling at the end. She types in something on her computer and nods saying,

"There is a flight tomorrow morning at 7:00. We have 10 seats remaining so I can book you and your friends a ticket." I jumped in excitement, I would get to spend time in France.

"Yes thank you so much!" I say as a give my friends the thumbs up. The woman looks around and pulls something out of her desk.

"Here you go. You are the nicest person I've ever talked to so I'm giving you a voucher for one night at the hotel." She sneakily hides the slip inside my passport and gives it to me.

"Merci beaucoup." I wave goodbye and walk up to my friends who are looking at something on their phones, most likely Archie's instagram.

Ara notices that I'm back and asks,

"So.. how did it go?" This question gains Rhys's attention too and he looks up from his phone.

"It went well, she would have been nicer if you would have asked first though." I glare at Rhys who hides behind his phone. I raise an eyebrow and he gets up giving me a back hug. He looks over my shoulder and gives me a temple kiss.

"Forgive me? Please?" I look at him and nod continuing my information speech,

"I got us a flight at seven o'clock, so Ara set an alarm for 5:30 tomorrow. I also got us a hotel room. The nice lady gave it to me." I wave the voucher around making the duo smile. We walk to the baggage claim to grab our check in bags.After hauling all of our bags,questioning how many shoes Ara had in her suitcase and how she got past the DC officials without paying an extra buck. We hailed a taxi and while I was gaping at the French countryside in the very back row, the duo was talking about what they would be wearing for the concert. I saw a lone animal and inspiration flowed towards my brain, I pulled out my journal and started to write a few verses. The journal flips toward my favorite poem. I wrote it when my boyfriend left me for one of my best friends who turned toxic. I was in so much pain that I coped with poetry, as usual.

"Talulah look at this place!"