"I'm going to be late!" Bridgette said as she ran out of the house. She ran across Paris, desperate to be on time for her first day. As she ran into school, she fell over a blond haired girl talking to a group of boys, knocking both of them over.
"Oh my lord, I'm so sorry!" Bridgette exclaimed.
The girl smiled. "No bruise, no harm. Believe me, I've faced worse." She held out her hand. "Mia."
Bridgette smiled, shaking her hand "Bridgette. Sorry for knocking you over. I didn't want to be late on my first day."
"It's your first day? What class are you in?" Mia asked.
"7B." Bridgette said.
"I'm in that class! Come on!" Mia exclaimed, grabbing Bridgette's hand and dragging her to their class, which were in the middle of taking the register.
"Mia?" The teacher said as the girls ran into the room.
"Here Miss Iria!" She exclaimed. "Sorry I'm late. New girl didn't know where to go."
The teacher smiled. "That's ok Mia. We all know you always help everyone when they need it."
She carried on taking the register, and the girls moved to stand with the other students.
"We always do this. Stand at the back. It's so she can decide our seats." Mia explained.
"And Bridgette?"
"Here Miss Iria."
Miss Iria put down her register, beaming to the students.
"This part is very simple. Everyone puts their name in a hat, and I put a piece of paper on each seat. Then we reveal who sits where!" She explained, placing a top hat on the desk behind her.
She seems like a fun teacher. I think I'm going to like it here. Bridgette thought.
She moved forward, writing her name on one of the cards before placing it in the hat.
Once everyone had put their name in the hat, Miss Iria moved through the rows of tables, putting 2 cards on each one, so there was a card on each desk.
She moved to the desk in front of hers, turning the card over. "Amy!"
A small girl with black wavy hair moved to the seat. She turned over the card next to her. "Adam!"
A boy with a superhero t-shirt moved next to Amy. And turned over the card behind him. "Leah!"
After about 7 minutes, Bridgette heard the name "Félix!" Get called. A blond haired boy in a dark suit moved to the seat. He seemed cold and troubled. He turned over the card next to him. "Bridgette." He said, a lack of emotion in his tone.
The girl moved forward, sitting next to Félix.
The game carried on, until everyone was seated.
"Since it's the first day of the year, you guys can just talk to the person sitting next to you for the rest of the lesson. But only the person sitting next to you." The teacher said.
She went to her desk, but paused. "Yes you can go on your phones."
Bridgette turned to Félix. "I'm Bridgette." She said beaming.
"Félix. Félix Gabriel Edward Nero Agreste. And your name is Bridgette…?" He trailed off.
"Yuriet. Bridgette Hope Yuriet."
There was a pause.
"Have you been here long?" Bridgette asked.
"About 15 minutes." Félix said, with no hint of a smile or joking tone.
"No, I meant how long have you been going to school for?"
"Since I was four."
"Félix… you really don't understand jokes or sarcasm or stuff do you?"
"My father doesn't like jokes. Or me. Or anything really." Félix admitted.
Bridgette paused. "That's rough."
"Yeah. I don't really have friends either."
"Why not?"
"Because I have no idea how to make them."
Bridgette smiled. "I can be your friend."
"No you can't. My father doesn't really—."
"Ok I swear I'm going to kick your father's butt if he's actually that controlling."
"My father doesn't really like me having normal friends. Most of my 'friends' are just spoiled brats."
"Well I'm going to change that." The girl insisted.
As if on cue, the bell rang, signalling the end of the lesson.
"Come on." She said, pulling the boy into the courtyard. "Hey Mia!" She said, waving to the girl.
"Hey Bridgette! Hey Félix!" She replied. She was sitting around a table with the boys she was with at the start of the day.
"Hello Mia."
"Who are all the boys?" Bridgette asked.
"Oh god, I never introduced you guys!" Mia exclaimed.
"I'll do it." Félix said. "The blond haired boy is called Félix. He is very quiet and he has a very controlling father. He doesn't have any interests because his father doesn't let him. This." He said, waving at Mia. "Is Mia. She is the oldest of the 'triplet trio'. She is a very bubbly girl that wants to be friends with everyone. Her interests are music. And fanfiction. Mostly some kids TV show."
"It's not just for kids." Mia snapped.
"Ok. But it is. This one is called Maximus." He said, waving at a brown haired boy reading a novel. "But the others call him Max. The middle in the 'triplet trio'. Shy on the outside, talkative on the inside. His interests are reading and writing fanfics. His sister is the beta reader for his stuff. They're not that bad though. The hyper one is Matthew." He said, referring to a black haired boy who was running around the table. "The youngest of the 'triplet trio'. He's very athletic, unlike his siblings. His interests are sport and winding up his siblings. The boy in green is George, aka 'Georgeian'. He's the one that always has to be… 'cool'. He likes horror games and music. And that joker is Samuel. He always makes jokes out of everything. He likes jokes and pranks."
"Bridgette. New kid in town who can't lead a team to save her life. Interests are drawing and singing." Bridgette said, smiling.
"We have to go back to class now. See ya!" Matthew said, running through the blondes and the new girl.
As they walked to class, Bridgette didn't seem to mind, Félix didn't react, and Mia was trying to apologise.
But unnoticed by any of them, two jewels had fallen out of Mia's bag, ending up in her classmates. A ring in Félix's, and a pair of earrings in Bridgette.
Writers note- I'm not going to have any upload plan. But hopefully every few days. And I'm sorry for my bad grammar.