A/N: My other story got deleted, so I was disappointed about that. Does anyone know if you can repost a story if the necessary corrections have been made? Enjoy this story!
Chapter 1
French Class Drama
Joan walks down the school hallway with Grace, Luke, Friedman, and Adam.
"Hey, who wants to see a movie this weekend?" asked Joan.
"Sure, I'll go and check out the ladies," Friedman answered immediately.
"You don't count. Anyone else?" Joan asked hopefully after replying to Friedman.
"Can't, I have to study for the chemistry bee," Luke said.
"I've got a job interview at this art studio place," said Adam.
"Grace?" asked Joan.
"I'd like to go, but I've got my dad's friend's daughter's bat mitzvah."
"Okay, movie is out," said Joan. "I guess I'll just be bored all weekend."
Joan shrugs as the bell rings.
"Hey guys, we're meeting for lunch as usual, right?" Joan asked.
"Yep, see you then," Adam said.
The group dispersed and dodged into various classrooms just before the tardy bell rang.
"Bonjour, Joan," the French teacher said to Joan as she walked to her seat.
"Bonjour," Joan replied.
"D'accord, ouvre les livres au page deux cent trente deux, s'il vous plaît," Mme McCarthy said.
"What page?" Joan asked the girl next to her.
"232," she replied.
"Merci beaucoup," said Joan."
"A votre service," the girl said.
"What?" asked Joan.
"You're welcome. Are you sure you're in the right class? This is French," said the girl.
"Yeah, I'm in the right place. I just don't speak or understand French," Joan said.
"That's fairly obvious," said the girl.
"Faites attention!" the teacher said to the girls.
Both Joan and her classmate were silent for the rest of the class. When the bell finally rang, Joan was ready to run out of class when she hared her name.
"Joan," the teacher said.
"Yes?" said Joan as she made her way up to the teacher's desk.
"There is a French study group after school today if you want to come and get some help," said the French teacher.
"I actually have plans today, but," Joan started to day before she was interrupted.
"No, you don't have plans. You just don't care about French class," FrenchTeacherGod said.
"God. I should have known," said Joan. "You're right. I don't care about French. Why should I? It's not like my family is going to visit Paris this summer."
"Start to care, Joan. I'll see you at study group after school," said FrenchTeacherGod as she walked out of the room with 'the wave.'
A/N: This is a start, if you want more, please read and review. Thanks a bunch!