A/N: this is my first FF, and to be honest I was breaking some rules because I was writing in second person which made the story interactive and I am tired of people telling me my story will get reported so I am changing the format. YES THE WHOLE TEN CHAPTERS!. so from now on the reader its called Michelle and I will practically stop been a reader insert and it will be more of a character x dark France. I guess I can use Seychelles' name, yet I am not going to change the way the Michelle acts because the whole story its already written and I don't know the character of seychelles well enough so yea deal with it. and I am sorry if you don't like it anymore guys but it was this or delete the story and I don't want to do that. o yea enjoy and all that.
Michelle sighed and went to her bathroom quickly, after taking a good shower she changed her self into her favorite color pajamas, and decided to head to the kitchen to grab a glass of water for calm down. she sat in the nearby chair and opened her laptop, put her hair behind her ears, and decide that she wasn't ready for sleep yet, so she started to watch her favorite show online so she could relax a Little bit before going to sleep.
It had been 2 hours and she was starting to feel her eyes heavy. Suddenly her body trembles at the noise coming from the living room, she stared, waiting for whatever it is until she see her pet cat coming from the living room into the kitchen and immediately calm down.
"its all over" she sais in a whisper as she looked at the wounds in her arm and remember how did she finally got home after everything she had been through.
(time skip to the past week)
"hey Michelle are you in earth?" she reacted as she heard the voice of her friend Elizaveta.
"oh sorry were you saying?"
"I asked you if you had a pencil" she commented annoyed.
"ah sure here you have" she handed her the pencil and came back to her world of thought.
"hey whats up with you lately girl?" she asked noticing her friend was a Little more distracted then usual. (Name) was about to answer when she feel a hand on her shoulder and looked up
"miss Michelle are you paying attention?" asked the teacher with a sarcastic glare headed to her and Elizaveta.
"y-yes Mr. Bonnefoy" she said as she looked at the empty front of the class.
"oh 'eally zhen you won't mind telling the rest of the class whats the last thing I said" he said with another sarcastic glare that was starting to put her nervous.
"eh well it was ehm….
"I will see you after class Michelle"
"oh shit" she thought, it was the last class in the day and it was Friday, the last thing she wanted was to have to stay after the school with Mr. Bonnefoy giving her a lecture. Is not that she don't like the class actually she liked her french class for the past years, she enjoyed the language and you certainly wanted to learn it, but for some reason Mr. Bonnefoy creeped her out, and not only her but the rest of students didn't want anything related to him as well, at least boys. Some girls were always drooling for him and were the first in raise their hand up for answer his questions even if they ended answering the first bullshit that came into their mouths, but of curse there were others like her that didn't feel comfortable at all, the reason? Mr. Bonnefoy was a very especial person, for starting he was a real french, so he liked to greet people in the way of his country, fortunately the class have to many students for that but don't you dare to be late for the class or he would give a kiss in your both cheeks and ask you to take your seat near him, besides he was always with his eyes on the students even when he was Reading, how was that even possible? she didn't know, and he was always commenting about the beauty of his country and the romance in general, that creeped everyone out not only he would speak all day about the wonders of love he would make a lot comments that could easily be considered to sexual or dirty for a high school class, but that wasn't the worst part. you all would catch him staring at you with a face that only a pervert could make, he would not say a thing but he would always be glaring at you with that face and keep it until the class is over, no one dared to ask him about it, so you all just pretend to not noticing. That was the reason why most of girls and ALL the boys despite him, and most important why the front seats were empty, no one wanted to be closet o him, and she wasn't the exception, but there was something worst for her. for any reason she was his favorite victim and pet! How could it be? she never knew why but he would always give her almost all the attention in class helping with whatever she need it and giving her a pet on the head every time he would come closer to her seat. in the beginning it wasn't so bad until he started to call her to stay after class almost every Friday, he would always find a reason for ask her to stay and she could only nod and do what he asked. this got to the point of getting nervous every time she had this class or to stay alone with him and she couldn't pay attention anymore, she could just seat and hope for the class to finish. that's why she was so creeped about the teacher. It was like he hated her and adored her at the same time!
The bell rang and all the students went of "good luck with the pervert" Elizaveta said as she walked away. There she was alone with the teacher everyone despited, it was the 5º time of the month he did this to her and she was still creeped out for that. from all the teachers why did she have to be the pet of this one!
"Michelle come over here, please" he called gently from the desk and.. there it was what some students called the "rape face" "come on, come over here Michelle" he called again, hurrying her up.
she walked to his desk nervous and the closer she got she could swear that she Heard him say something in french, she wasn't totally sure what it was but for what she could translate it was something like this:
"come here my little pet"
