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Chapter 7

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2 DAYS LATER....

The entire weekend I spent crying, laughing, or just stuck playing music in my room. I have mixed emotions for what the next week has to come. I talked to my mom Saturday for practically hours, explaining all my feelings about everything. I told her about how annoying our flight was, the awkwardness between me and Richard, the group of boys from the skate shop, and the constant teasing and pranks Max and Gabe kept pulling on me. My mama and I stayed up till the late hours in French time zone, just talking about what the neighborhood was doing, how her store and line was coming, and I even mentioned Leo.

I missed him. He was my person in France. But I knew that how we left it was how it was meant to end. The constant battles between Gabe and Max and him are fucking exhausting. Leo was a piece of France that made life more enjoyable.

I think time apart and this uplifting of my life has made me realize the feelings I could have for him. Or was it the memories I missed.

My mama mentioned that she hasn't seen much of him since the week we left, she's been too occupied in work. Which honestly she deserves to dedicate her life to her line and spend some time with herself and what she enjoys doing, she raised Triplets all by herself for 16 years. This has been well earned.

I cried into the phone for an hour, I told her how Richard was making us go to an American high school, not anything private or even charter, a public. My mama laughed and said I would survive and that she even bets that I wont want to come back by the time next summer rolls around.  I cried because I missed her voice and her hugs, she was my other person in France that made it my home that I loved. Gabe and Max even called her for an hour, I knew they missed her.

My entire Sunday was spent drawing sketches for new clothing designs, and just wallowing in self pity. The night had came and after dinner was served Richard sat us down and had a discussion of what we should expect starting and American High School tomorrow.

"The kids there wont be much of a bother, some may be a bit aggressive but not to the point where its intolerable, you guys should make friends kids here are easy to like, but there is one thing I ask of all three of you, its not to cause any chaos or trouble....I know you may hate it here, I know this is all new, but please try.....that is all I ask" Richard spoke firmly.

I looked down at the floor knowing that last phrase was meant towards me. He barely has spoken with me since we've been here, my feelings toward by father are still foreign and unknown.

"Lets hope those fucks aren't at the school, because Ill be dammed if I let them get away for what they did to my eye" Gabe said.

Connor... I forgot the black eye he gave Gabe, it look really bad but not too bad Richard wont let him miss his first day. Something about first impressions and not missing out on a real American high school experience worried Richard.

" And kids, try to limit the cussing... I know its common in France, but cussing here is considered not very proper and rude. I would hate for kids or teachers to get you in trouble tomorrow for your use of vocabulary" Richard said.