She strolled down the streets of Paris, her brown leather school bag bouncing on her back, and her ponytail bobbed up and down.

Her two/sixth of best friends behind her talking about Café de Aurore in the corner.

"Cécile, the creamy buns are simply stupéfiant! Don't be an imbécile." Sébastien argued with Cécile who only rolled her eyes.

"Wendy, isn't Sébastien the biggest idiot you've ever met?" She smirked and walked faster to walk next to Wendy. Wendy chuckled and nodded.

"The biggest." Wendy grinned and linked arms with Cécile, letting Sébastien cower in the back.

"Je vous déteste deux. Of course, leave me in the back." Sébastien teased and the girls giggled.

They reached Café de Aurore and they saw their friends waving them over. Wendy lighted up and smiled wider as she saw the rest of her friends. The sun was still high and the shop was semi empty, only a few other teens in the shop. Wendy sat between René and Colette. Her cup of coffee with a creamy bun sitting there perfectly, waiting for her.

"Thanks." Wendy smiled at René who just nodded in return.

"So you guys are going to Madam Bonnet's Masquerade tonight, right?" Colette asked as she mixed the sugar with her coffee. Her delicate fingers holding the spoon ever so gently.

"Are you stupid? Of course we are!" Florence laughed shoving a small piece of her chocolate cake into her mouth.

"Don't be so rude, Flo." Cécile elbowed Florence who just giggled.

"Do you guys have dates?" Henri asked and smirked as his hand went over Colette's shoulders. She blushed and took a sip of her coffee.

"Wendy and I were going together." René grinned and looked at Wendy who just smiled at him.

She pushed back the loose strand of hair behind her ear and said, "René told me that if I went with him, he'd buy me candy once a week for a month."

"Wendy Angela Moira Darling! You weren't supposed to tell them that." He teased and threw his head back.

"I knew she'd only go with him through bribery." Henri took out a cigarette pack and a lighter from his vests' pocket.

"Oh shut up, you git." René grabbed a cigarette from the pack and Henri lit it for him.

"I thought Madam Guillory took away your cigarettes." Sébastien too grabbed a cigarette and lit it himself.

"Bought a new pack." He smirked and inhaled.

"Guillory would surely kill you if she ever saw you smoking." Wendy said before she bit her creamy bun.

René laughed and shook his head, "She thinks I'm sexy, Wendy. She'd do no such thing."

"Oh you're so full of yourself." Colette taunted and the door of the shop swung open and all the girls stared at the beauty before them that entered the room.

A very tall boy with curly blonde hair and tropical skin followed behind a small old woman. The handsome boy scanned the coffee shop and his eyes locked with Wendy's.

Her breath caught in her throat as his beautiful midnight blue eyes stared back at her.

Wendy quickly looked away and they all turned back to their table. Florence whistled and looked at Wendy, a smirk playing at her thin lips,

"Did you guys see how handsome that boy is? And boy, did you see how he looked at our Wendy?"

"You surely must know him, Wendy! Is there a secret affair you had back in London?" Cécile asked suddenly very interested. Everyone's attention turned to Wendy who only blushed.

Wendy was the quiet one of the group, always listening and watching, hardly speaking. Her beauty always made her stand out though, but not enough to get the whole table's attention.

"I wish I had a secret affair, would've made life a tad more interesting. I've never seen him in my life. Though I sincerely wish I would've." Wendy winked at them and took a sip from her coffee, licking her lips.

"Wendy Darling, you're such a bad liar! Look at how he looks at you! Oh mon dieu! He is so devilishly handsome!" Colette squealed sneaking a glance at the boy who was with his what seemed to be mother or grandmother.

"You guys act as if he's a god from Olympus." Sébastien rolled his eyes and looked back at the handsome stranger. He was too busy helping his mother/grandmother to look at them again.

"I actually don't doubt it." Wendy looked up to see the boy's back to her.

"Don't make me jealous, Wendy." René said sarcastically as he took a drag from the cigarette.

"Quit making googly eyes at him my amour." Henri frowned as he looked at Colette who couldn't quit sneaking glances.

"Oh relax, I'm yours, Henri." She did that adorable smile at him and he kissed her forehead. Wendy rolled her eyes, but laughed softly.

Her laugh caused the boy at the counter to turn back and look at her. Everyone once again turned to study the boy who was studying the girl.

He looked at her, gave her a sweet and simple smile, and waved.

"You totally know him, you menteur." Florence playfully glared at Wendy and the rest of the girls giggled.

Wendy blushed and shook her head. She tore her gaze from him and turned to face Cécile.

The brunette lowered her voice and said, while playing with the fancy white napkin that only held a few crumbs, " Cécile, is he still looking?"

"I don't know!" She cried which earned her a glare from Wendy.

"Can you be any louder, crétin?" Wendy said and a chuckle escaped from René .

"He isn't looking, don't worry." René assured.

The old woman received a brown paper bag with three baguettes poking out. The boy with the tropical skin grabbed the bag from her hands and held her small hand. He gave one last glance at the gang before he left. The door ringing a bell as it closed.

"Does he go to Notre Dame Boarding School or to that school out of Paris?" Colette asked as she folded the napkin in laugh.

"Notre Dame, we saw him in the building in the morning." Henri crushed the cigarette and left it on the table, earning a disapproving look from one of the employees.

"C'est dégoûtant, je pensais que Notre-Dame était censé montrer aux enfants comment se comporter." The middle aged woman scolded and grabbed the cigarette from the table.

Henri gave a smothered laugh and nodded, saying back sarcastically, "Nos plus sincères excuses, il ne se produisent pas."

Colette elbowed Henry and he shrugged.

The woman fixed her messy bun, while glaring at Henri, and stalked off.

"The lady charmer, the babe magnet, the man of the ladies. Those names my friends, are what Henri Agnés is." Sebastién smirked and stuck his hand out at Wendy. Wendy ripped off a piece of her creamy bun and placed it in his hand. He wasted no time in stuffing it into his mouth.

With a full mouth he obnoxiously said, "This is the meilleur, et le plus délicieux bun I've ever had."

"You guys know what's délicieux?" Cécile twirled her almost white blonde hair round and round, biting her lip.

"If you say that goddamn stranger that stepped in a while ago, I'm going to shoot myself." Sebastién replied rather irritated and drank from Florence's coffee.

"You, Sebastién are just jealous of that handsome-"

"I am not jealous!"

"Are too!"

"Sebastién is not a very jealous person." Sebastién stuck his tongue out and took a long drag at the cigarette.

"You reek of tobacco. And please do not talk in third person, that's sad!" Cécile and Sebastién argued back and forth with the rest of the gang taking sides.

Wendy looked at her wrist and saw there were only 4 hours left 'til the masquerade started.

"Ladies, I best believe we must go. 'Tis getting late." She tapped at her watch and the girls grabbed their school bags from the ground. Wendy grabbed the bag from the back of the chair and kissed René in the cheek. She hugged goodbye the rest of the guys along with the girls.

"Your British accent is absolutely adorable, Wendy Darling." René laughed softly and waved goodbye at her.

"I know it is." She grinned and waved goodbye, leaving the coffee shop last.


Wendy looked simply beautiful. She wore a long, slim and pale pink dress that had a sweetheart neckline and was sleeveless. Her long light brown hair that was always held up by a ponytail or a braid was let down in soft curls that cascaded down her back. She picked out the beautiful pink pearl necklace from her jewelry box along with the earrings. Her cheeks were rosy and warm, and her eyes a lavishing look to them.

"Did your mum just send you that dress?" asked Cécile as she fixed her blonde side braid.

"Yeah, why?"

"Never seen it before. Hey, can I borrow your blue ribbon?"Cécile was already searching the brown wooden jewelry box.

"Yeah, sure. Oh mon dieu, my mum didn't send me a mask for the masquerade!" Wendy searched her closet, looking frantically.

Just as she was searching, Miss Adams came barged in with two medium boxes covered in a yellow paper. One had Wendy written over it and the other Colette.

"Last minute packages." She smiled and left them on Florence's small trunk.

Cécile grabbed my package and threw it at Wendy, "Cross your fingers it's your mask."

Wendy quickly ripped up the paper and opened up the box, and inside was a single flower with a mask.

No note or anything. Only a red rose with the thorns cut off and a white beautiful mask with a pink ribbon hanging off.

"How did that flower survive that long trip?"

And Wendy shrugged her shoulders, but still smiled holding the rose ever so delicately.

Colette and Florence entered the room and Colette held two masks in her hand.

"Hey Wendy, I accidently got your mask. Here it is." And she threw her the mask that was instead of white a pale pink with white jewels and white feathers on top.

"If that's my mask, whom's is this?" Wendy showed the girls the mask and they shrugged.

Florence snatched it from her hands and grinned, "Mind if I wear it? My mask is horrible, it's homemade. This is much better. S'il vous plaît assez, Wendy."

Flo pouted and Wendy let out a giggle and nodded.

"Put it on for me." Florence gave the mask to Wendy who placed it on her face and tied it on the back.

"How does it fit?" She asked, taking out some misplaced hair.

"Perfectly!" Wendy then put on her mask that Colette gave her.

"I'll tie it for you." Florence grinned and tied it exactly like Wendy.

Now Wendy and Florence were almost identical. Especially tonight. Usually in normal school days, they both always had their similar light hair in a ponytail. They shared the same type of figure and cheeks. Both same height and had a very high intelligence.

Of course there were some differences like Wendy had blue stormy eyes, while Flo had dark evergreen eyes. Wendy had poutier lips, whilst Flo had thinner lips. Their accents were different. One was British and the other was American.

Oh, but tonight, it seemed as if they were almost twins. Their hair both in locks and the masks covering their semi face gave made them all too much similar.

Only could you differentiate by the masks and dresses.

By luck.

A knock interrupted everyone's chattering and Wendy went to open the door. Sebastién held a bouquet of pink tulips.

"You girls change a hell time of long."

"No, silly."

"Excuse me?"

"The correct English is, 'you girls change a hell of a long time.'"

"Thank you, Wendy. You see my us French people prefer I don't know, French." He said sarcastically and looked over at the girls behind Wendy who were laughing softly.

"Oh make fun all you want. Especially you, Flo. These flowers are going to the trash."

"Oh shut up." She giggled and all the girls came out of the room to see the other two boys.

"Beautiful as always, my little English amoureux." René gave her a silver box with nothing showing what it could be.

She began to shake it, but René grabbed it from her hands. He then scolded her jokingly, "Wendy Darling, ever heard of something called manners?"

"As if you know any better." Wendy teased and they walked along each other with the constant joking and calling each other imbécile or crétin.

Cécile walked in front of all her friends, being the only one without date.

"Wendy Darling is a date stealer." She joked and winked at her.

"Oh you can have my best friend. He's just a cover."

René glared at her and pushed her slightly.

"Love you too, best friend." She stuck out her tongue and he did too.

They reached the masquerade party's golden grand doors with a woman and man outside chatting.

"Madam Bonnet, so si belle!" Colette said as she held on to Henri's arm.

"You ladies all look so beautiful, and awe these little trouble makers do know after all how to clean up." Madam Bonnet taunted and hugged each of her students.

"That's offence, Madam Bonnet." Henri faked hurt and the older woman let out a warm laugh which was very contagious.

The woman turned to speak to the announcer man that was fixing his black bowtie.

"First is Sebastién Buckley and Florence Brown. Then, Henri Agnés and Colette Aubel. René de Quincey and Wendy Darling."

"Don't forget me, Madam!" Cécile cried out.

"Of course, and lastly Miss Cécile St-Pierre." She winked at her and the man repeated over all the names silently. He nodded and cleared his throat. He knocked on the golden doors and they swung open.

The skinny and puny man cleared his throat and then loudly announced, "Introducing Mister Sebastién Buckley and Florence Brown." The crowd clapped.

Then went the other two.

Next it was Wendy's and René's turn.

"Miss Wendy Darling and Mister René de Quincey." Another round of applause.

They descended down the long step of stairs gracefully, their smiles never leaving their face and their heads up high. Just like a well educated person should do.

He whispered so quietly, "It'd be a shame if you fell."

She giggled and slapped her hand over her mouth.

"I hate you, dork."

"I love you, bestest friend in the whole wide world."

"You're so obnoxious!" She cried as they finally arrived at the bottom of the stairs.

"That was a long flight of stairs, I almost got dehydrated. I'm going to go get a drink and dance with Cindy who keeps looking at me." He winked at her and Wendy rolled her eyes.

"Save me a last dance, see you later, Darling." He walked off leaving Wendy by herself. Cécile quickly walked down the stairs, almost tripping.

Her face was tomato red and she clutched onto Wendy's shoulder.

"I almost died of embarrassment out there! Tuez-moi maintenant!" She groaned and began to fan herself.

Florence walked over to the two girls with an annoyed and irritated expression, "Sebastién ditched me for Cindy."

"Same here, princess." Wendy sarcastically said, crossing her arms.

"Cindy too?"

She nodded and quickly Cécile shook both of the girls.

"Guys, handsome stranger's here and he's looking at us!"


Hey everybody! New story, sincerely hope you like it! Please review, favorite and follow. This takes place in Paris, France thus they will be speaking French. Forgive me if some of the words are incorrect, I'm using Google Translate lol. Also, sorry if there are any errors in grammar or spelling. I was in quite a hurry to put this up. Thanks for reading and here is a little translator:

Tuez-moi maintenant. = kill me now.

stupéfiant = amazing

imbécile = idiot

Je vous déteste deux = I hate you two

menteur = liar

crétin = moron

C'est dégoûtant, je pensais que Notre-Dame était censé montrer aux enfants comment se AUbcomporter = That is disgusting, I thought Notre Dame was supposed to show children how to behave themselves.

Nos plus sincères excuses, il ne se produisent pas. = Our deepest apologies, it won't happen again.

meilleur,et le plus délicieux = best and most delicious

délicieux = delicious

Oh mon dieu = Oh my god

S'il vous plaît assez = Pretty please

Don't forget to leave a review, love you all! x x ( if you haven't seen my previous story it's here: King of Neverland; )