Language of Love
Yes I'm sorry this chapter is super short but I hate typing really long chapters. But don't worry the other chapters will be longer. Oh and have some french phrases so just a heads up.
As other students learned their second language Brittany became more jealous and determined. But she was going to show most of them up, that would be her payback. She refused to take Spanish- otherwise known as the "easy" language credit. No, she decided her second language would be harder, more elegant.
And French fit perfectly.
She knew she would need a tutor, the first person that came to mind was none other then Simon Seville.
Brittany smiled up at him with her French book held close to her chest "Hey Simon, I'm taking French this year and I was wondering if you could- you know- be my tutor?"
Simon fixed his glasses "I would, but I didn't take French."
"What?"
"I didn't take it case it's never used. It's a waste of time to learn now."
Brittany was irritated with the intelligent chipmunk "Please! This from the munk who took Spanish, German, and Japanese! You didn't feel like throwing French into the mix!"
Simon sighed, "Sorry Brittany. But hey- I do know someone who could help you."
She crossed her arms "Who?"
"Alvin."