We have a problem here. Lizzy thinks Wickham is her secret admirer. He is taking the credit for it all. But it's not him. Darcy needs to tell her soon before everything goes so wrong. Wickham is a good guy. But not for taking credit where it doesn't belong.
I head to my first class. I need to talk to Darcy right away. I then saw Darcy and Charles. I put my things down. I turned around and looked at him. I then said,
"We have a problem. She thinks her secret admirer is Wickham."
"I will take care of it. I have a plan. Don't worry." He told me.
*Darcy's POV*
I got a few things up my sleeves. She won't know what is coming. He won't know how to explain this stuff. The truth will come out. But don't know what she will think of it.
"So, what are you going to do?" Bingley asked.
"Don't worry. I got a few things up my sleeves." I told him. I want to keep it down low just incase there is people here that is listening and is helping him.
It is later that day. I was heading to my class that I do have with Elizabeth. I walked into the room. She was sitting there waiting for class. I took the seat next to her. She didn't saw anything to me. I just waited for class to start.
"Donc, aujourd'hui je veux vous permet de travailler avec la personne à votre droite. Vous allez subir une conversation pour travailler sur votre Français. (So, today I want you to work with the person to your right. You will be having a conversation to work on your French.)" Our teacher said.
Then Elizabeth looked over to me. She didn't seem that happy. But this will work. I can get to talk to her. But she seems fine with it. Everyone then spread out through out the room. I turned my chair to look at her better.
"Alors, que voulez-vous parler? (So, what do you want to talk about?)" She asked me.
"Eh bien, j'ai entendu que vous avez reçu un cadeau vraiment sympa de votre admirateur secret. (Well, I heard you got a really nice gift from your secret admirer.)" I said to her.
"Oui. Le cygne beau verre de ce stand que nous regardions dans la ville. Il a été de Wickham. On dirait que c'était mon admirateur secret tout ce temps. (Yes, I did. The beautiful glass swan from that stand we were looking at in town. It was from Wickham. Looks like he was my secret admirer this whole time.)" She told me.
"Oh, vraiment. Alors, comment fait il? Ne vous vous demandez qui. Aussi, vous juste le rencontrer pas qu'il y a longtemps. Mais votre admirateur secret a été plus longtemps. (Oh really. So, how has been doing it? Don't you wonder that. Also, you just meet him not that long ago. But your secret admirer has been around longer.)" I said to her. She looked at me. She was surprised with what I said. It gave her something to think about.
*Elizabeth's POV*
Even if I don't want to admit this to Darcy. But he might be right. There are a few things not really adding up. Looks like Wickham and I are going to need to talk. I hate that he is right. But why does he care? I can tell he doesn't like the guy. But why would he care about it all? That is what not making sense to me.