"426. Right here." Will motioned toward the door.

Camille smiled sheepishly. "Merci. I cannot believe that I did not find it on my own."

"It's alright." Will smiled. "As long as you can get back here tomorrow when all the students arrive."

She unlocked the door. "I think so." She looked around the classroom. "Oh, it's very..." She seemed to be struggling for words. "C'esttrèsblanc. Je ne l'aime pas."

Will assumed by the look on her face that she wasn't very pleased with her new classroom.

"Mais," she continued, "c'est meilleure que la salle de classe en France." She sighed, resolved, and turned back to look at Will.

He shrugged. "Didn't catch a word of that."

"It is very white," she explained, "but a little nicer than my classroom in France."

"Right."

She looked at Will questioningly. "Could I paint the bricks another color?"

"The day before school starts? No, I don't think so."

"Oh. Well, then, posters will have to do." She pulled several posters out of her bag. "They are all in French. Do you think the students will mind?"

"They won't understand any of them."

Camille smiled. "I will teach them."

"Aren't you a math teacher?"

"Oui. But I can teach them little bits of French too."

Will smiled a little and nodded. "Sure you can. Just out of curiosity, why are you teaching math instead of French?"

"Because, in France, I was a mathematics teacher. That is what I know. I don't understand how to explain things like verb tenses very well."

"Well, then how...?"

Camille unrolled a poster with Garfield the cat on it. All the lettering was in French. "I will teach them what the posters say. I will translate for them."

Will nodded. "Fair enough. Translate that one for me, then."

Camille looked at it for a moment, then said, "Je ne peux pas avoir une vie. J'ai des devoirs.I cannot have a life. I have homework."

He laughed. "I need to find that one in Spanish."

Camille, now standing on her desk and hanging the poster above the blackboard, turned and smiled at him. "I cannot help you."

He walked up and stood next to her desk."I didn't think you could."

Suddenly, her cell phone rang, startling her. She lost her balance and fell off the desk, directly into Will, who caught her.

She turned bright red, and said sheepishly, "Merci...again."

He smiled again, and set her down. "You're welcome. Again."