"You passed your French exam, right?" Clare questioned desperately, taking a seat next to Eli, not attempting to quiet herself. The librarian glared at her, but Clare ignored it.
"Yeah, why?" Eli whispered, leaning in closer to her. "Because I'm pretty sure you passed it too last time." Eli said smirking, remembering their last "French exam".
"Not that French exam," Clare blushed, "like the language, Eli!"
"Oh. So, comment cela se citi-i' en francais?" Clare bit her lip nervously, wondering what he said. After a few moments Eli just sighed. "What is this in French, Clare?"
"Oh…" Clare was utterly humiliated. She glanced at the book, then back at Eli. "Lire?" Eli smiled lightly.
"Close! Lire means reading. Livre means book." Clare smiled, feeling a little better, it was close.
"I think you're going to do great, mon amour!" He lied, she nodded. Hope rising in her, even though she knew that she wouldn't get anything higher than a C.
"Thanks." Clare said, and gave Eli a kiss. At least it would be one French exam she could pass.
"Anytime." Eli responded, smiling his crooked smile. Clare started walking to the door when Eli shouted out, "Remember, je t'aime!" Clare nodded and pretended to know what he said, while she walked off to her French room.
I'm so sorry, I feel like this isn't a good enough chapter for you guys! But I wanted one with French and I wanted one posted before 9 so please forgive me! 15 minutes to go! Oh and for any of you who don't know French, (oh and I can't spell in French so there definatly are spelling errors.)
Comment cela se citi-i' en francais- What is this called?
Mon amour- my love
Je t'aime- I love you
