"Okay if you would just fill in this information and sign this form then your daughter will officially be enrolled in Francois Dupont" M. Damocles instructs to the mother behind his desk. She nods grabbing the pen from the desk and starts filling out the paper in front of her.
"Thank you again for letting Verdana join in the middle of the school year. I'm sure it must've been hard to find a space in a class for her." The woman thanks while signing the form. "It was no trouble at all. We had an open space in a class already, so it was perfect." M. Damocles responded while shuffling the papers together. "Welcome to Francois Dupont, Mlle. Bianco." He turns to the quiet young girl sitting next to her mother. "I'll go give these to the secretary and then I can show you to your class."
"Thank you M. Damocles" The girl, Verdana responds quietly. With papers in hand, M. Damocles exits the office giving the young girl a small smile. As soon as the office door shuts, her mother turns towards her. "Alright, Vee. I know it's hard moving to a new school. Especially since they don't speak Italian here, but I know you can make this work. If these kids start treating you like how they did in your last school, I'm pulling you out because you don't have to go through that again. Got it?" Mme. Bianco says as her daughter grabs her turquoise backpack off of the ground.
"I got it, mom. You don't have to worry." Verdana gives her mother a reassuring smile. "I'll be fine." She says pushing down her nerves as she gives her mother a kiss on the cheek. Her mom reaches up and tucks one of Verdana's black curls behind her ear. "I know. I just worry about you, Vee. You're my favorite daughter. "
"I'm your only daughter." Vee deadpans. "Which is why you're my favorite!" Her mother laughs. "Just promise me that you'll be okay." Vee's expression softens understanding where her mother was coming from. "Yeah, I promise."
"Are you ready to go?" M. Damocles asks as he reenters his office. Verdana nods her head starting to follow him out the door giving her mom a quick hug. "Call me if you need anything!" She hears her mom call out as she leaves.
Vee follows M. Damocles as he walks her downstairs towards her new classroom. "Ah, here we are Mme. Bustier's class. Let me know if you need anything. Have a great day." M. Damocles says leaving Verdana in front of a door leading to a classroom.
You can do this. It can't be worse than Pallotta. Then again she isn't here to mess things up. Vee takes a deep breath and moves to open the doors. But before she can, someone barrels right into her causing the two of them to fall into the classroom.
"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry!" A girl with twin pigtails exclaims while trying to untangle herself from Verdana. A nasally laugh sounds from somewhere in front of Verdana. "Nice going Dupain-Cheng. Late to class and taking down some random girl."
"Chloe, there's no need for that. Although Marinette's entrance was disruptive, there is no need to make fun of her." A woman with red hair, presumably Mme. Bustier scolds.
"Hey." Verdana turns to see the girl, Marinette, giving her a hand to help her up. "Thank you," Verdana says grabbing her hand and standing up. "You're welcome." Marinette beams and makes her way to her seat in the second row.
"Hello, you must be our new student" Verdana turns towards the teacher. "Would you mind introducing yourself to the class?"
"Oh uh yeah." Verdana turns towards the class nervously. " Uh, my name is Verdana, Vee for short. I'm umm originally from Italy and uh yeah." After she finishes speaking, Vee ducks her head down in embarrassment.
"You're from Italy?" The girl sitting next to Marinette questions enthusiastically. "No way Lila's also from Italy." Instantly, the color drains from Vee's face because there sitting in the back was the one girl Vee hoped to never see again, Lila Rossi. The girl, who mentioned Lila, is still talking, but Vee's panicked mind doesn't register what is being said.
"Alya, I appreciate your eagerness to get to know Vee, but we still have class. Vee, you can go and take the spot next to Ivan." Mme. Bustier instructs pointing to a large boy wearing mostly black in the third row.
Vee hesitates to move to the spot because sitting right behind that spot is Lila, but looking around she didn't spot any other open seat. I guess Damocles wasn't lying when he said there was one spot left in this class. Walking up the steps to the seat, she spots Marinette giving her a curious look. As she sat down, Vee felt Lila glaring daggers into her head. Man, this is gonna be a tough year.