"Oh my God Kitty! I can't believe that you just did that!"

"I know, I like don't know what came over me! I didn't even realise I was doing it until it was, like too late!"

"Well sugah, you can't say he didn't deserve it."

"I know! Well that's the last time he'll say anything like that to me!"

The two girls continued laughing as they crossed the quad.

"So how about we go and explore the school to see if we can find out where our classes are?"

"Sure works for me."

About an hour later they had found all of their classrooms and discovered they had math together. By this stage Kurt had finished talking to the coach and the rest of the team and they sat outside relating their first impressions of their new school.

"So there where these guys and they where listening in to our conversation, and so I like told them where to get off but they just ignored me. So then we got up to go and can you believe it! One of them told us to shake our asses! I mean who does he think he is? No one talks to me like that; in fact no one should talk to any woman like that! I mean...."

"Anyway," said Marie, cutting in on her women's rights speech, "the next thing, kitty is picking up an apple and throwing it at this guys head! It hit him smack bang in the middle! It was hilarious."

"Wow. I'm sorry I missed it. Who where these guys anyway?"

"I like dunno they had weird accents and spoke half French half English."

"They where Cajuns Kitty, you know from the bayou."

"Oh right. So Marie, are you walking home from school today? Because if you aren't I'm going to call my aunt because I would like, totally get lost."

"Sure."

"What are you doing after school Kurt?"

"There is a try-out for the sports team, so I have to stay behind."

"Oooh! Maybe we should stay behind too!"

Marie just rolled her eyes and said, "So what about you Kurt?"

"Well I met my new coach and can you believe it! It's Luke Denver!"

"Well imagine that..." trailed off Kitty.

"Sorry forgot you don't watch sport, he's a really famous ex-baseball player. Any way he said that he had seen me in some games and thought I was really good and that I'd get on the team no problem. Then I talked to some of the other guys and some cheerleaders. And before you say anything Marie, they where all really nice."

As he finished saying this two cheerleaders walked past and a slim African-American girl waved and said hi to Kurt. He blushed and said hi back. When they where gone he turned back round to face Marie and Kitty, who where shaking with barely controlled laughter.

"Kurt has a cr-ush," sang Kitty.

"Who is she?"

"Amanda Sefton."

"Hey she's a cheerleader? How is she a cheerleader already? Oh! She's in the year above! Go Kurt!"

"Here's to you Mrs Robinson..."

"Shut up," said Kurt, "It's not like anything is gonna happen. As you said she is in the year above."

"Ah, I'm sure your love can conquer anything."

"Shut up!"

"Hey I think you have to go to practice now," said Marie diplomatically as the bell rang.

"Yeah," he said, "later."

Kitty watched Kurt walk over to a group of jocks and they started goofing around.

"Kitty, I think we should get goin now."

"Hello? Earth to Kitty?"

"Hmm, what?"

"I said we should head home. What had you off in the clouds? Oh Peter."

"I wasn't daydreaming about Peter."

"Sure."

As the two girls left the gates of the school, they saw flashy car after flashy car go past them with laughing students in them.

"Wow, I think I'm a bit out of my league here."

"So am I but think of it this way, while they are like driving their flashy Beemer's and Benzes getting fat and lazy, we will be exercising and therefore retain our lovely physiques."

"And what lovely physiques they be, petit chat," said that voice lazily

Once again they turned round in perfect synchronicity to look at the same but slightly diminished group of Cajuns.

"Hey dose femmes be good at dat, do you practice or does it come naturally?"

"Hey that's a really stupid question, do you practice or does it just come naturally?" Marie fired back at him.

"Lapin that's the deuxième time aujourd'hui," laughed that voice.

"Well at least we, like, know one name and I thought southerners prided themselves on their manners."

"Petite, you already knows Remy's nom mais you are right, Tante Mattie would be très fâché."

He walked over to Marie, took her hand and kissed it, all the while never taking his eyes off her. "Je m'appelle Remy LeBeau."

Marie was getting seriously worried, this Cajun was too damn hot from a distance and now that he was right in front of her staring into her eyes, she was having issues controlling herself. All she wanted to do was reach up and... whoa time to stop that, she had been staring at him foolishly for the second time today and she was starting to doubt her sanity.

As she prized her hand from his grasp she said, "Well Remy Lebeau it was nice meeting you but we have to go now, bye!" She grabbed Kitty and started to walk away quickly. Kitty gave her a strange look but allowed herself to be pulled along. When they got to her house Kitty invited her in but Marie said she couldn't stay.

As Marie walked down Kitty's street back to her house, she didn't know was that Remy was following her. She was too caught up in her own thoughts, so when she heard Remy speaking to her she jumped out of her skin.

"So where you be goin' chère?"

"Jesus! You scared the crap outta me!"

"Désole chère, Remy didn't mean to scare ya."

"Sure."

Remy smirked and said, "Well mebbe a lil bit."

"Thanks for that," she said turning and she started to walk off but Remy easily caught up with her. As she walked along trying to ignore him he said, "So where you be goin chère?"

"Home, which is where you should go."

"Remy should come home wit you? Remy won't complain chère."

"Would you mind goin away? Cos you're givin me a headache."

"Remy don' t'ink that a belle femme should be walking all alone, dis be a dangereux city non?"

"Remy it's half one in the afternoon."

"Perfect time for an attack chère, no one be expectin it."

"Whatevah. Where did your friends go?"

"Theys not mes amis they be Remy's cousins an' they went to work."

"Oh where do they work?"

"They work all over de place," he said vaguely, "so how long you bin in N'awlins?"

"Two months."

"I don' believe it, Remy knows all des belles femmes, he woulda noticed ya."

"Well I have, maybe y'all losin your touch."

"Quoi! Moi? Remy LeBeau! Jamais!"

"Hit a nerve have I?" Marie smirked.

"Non cos that would never happen chère. Les femmes adorent Remy."

"Well you have successfully followed me home, I can assure you I will be perfectly safe here, so you can leave now,"

"Awww chère you not gonna invite Remy in?"

"No."

The door opens and Irene appears at the door, "Marie, there you are! And you brought a friend, are you not going to invite him in?"

"Remy can't come in Mama, he uh has a doctors appointment."

"Actually chère Remy has a few hours before his doctors appointment."

"Well then Remy, come in and I'll get you something to eat."

"Merci, Madame."

Remy smirked at Marie as he walked past her into her house. Great, just great thought Marie, well at least mama's in the house so it's not like we're alone or anything. Damn sexy Cajun. How the hell am I going to get out of this? It was bad enough on the walk over and now I'm in an enclosed space! It's ok Marie, it's not like he's that hot.... "I'm in trouble," she mumbled as she walked into the hall.

When she walked into the living room she saw Remy sitting down on the three seater so she walked to the opposite side of the room and sat on a wooden chair. Irene was in the kitchen and shouted into Remy, "Do you take sugah and milk?"

"Oui, one sugar and a drop o' milk s'il vous plait."

Irene walked in to the room carrying two cups of coffee and said, "I'm sorry Remy, it completely escaped my mind but I have to go into the office now."

Marie said, "But I thought you where off today?" Internally she was thinking, oh god don't leave me here on my own with that Cajun!

"I was but there was some emergency so they called me in."

Remy stood up and said, "Well Remy t'ink he should be goin then." Marie suddenly looked hopeful, knowing she was so close to escaping alone time with Remy.

"Don't be ridiculous, you shouldn't leave on my behalf and I'm sure Marie would like the company."

Damn damn damn. So close. And there was that damn sexy smirk again.

Irene gave her a kiss on her head as she exited the room saying, "I should be back by tea time, there is some chicken in the fridge would you put it on? Oh and try not to burn it this time. Bye!"

All the time that this conversation was going on Remy had been watching Marie and her reactions to her mother's announcements. It didn't escape his attention that she had looked pleased when he said he would go. Hmmm why dat be? Remy knows that she likes him. Ah she don't want to be left alone wit him cos she be frightened she do something bad. He started to smirk and she shot him a little glare. Dis should be fun.

As he heard the front door click closed he said, "So chère, whats we gonna do?"

"You are going to leave now and conveniently forget where my house is."

"Hmmm Remy will t'ink about that. Where did you get dat painting chère?" he said pointing to a painting above the mantelpiece.

"It's mine."

"You painted dat?" he whistled, "You got any more?"

"Yeah I got some in my bedroom."

"Lead on chère."

"You stay here, I'll go and get them."

As she walked down the hall to her bedroom she thought, why am I getting these paintings? Its obvious said the little voice in her head, you can't say no to him. How pathetic are you? Well I can't go back empty handed and say 'I decided I wont show them to you'. What do you want me to do? You got yourself into this situation. She sighed as she entered her room, grateful that yesterday her mama had made her tidy it. While she was pulling down various pictures from her walls a voice said, "Dis be a real nice room chère."

Oh my god Remy was standing in her room. What am I going to do? Don't let him know you are scared, advised the voice, animals can sense fear and him being reared in the swamps means he's not that far removed. "What part of 'Stay here' didn't you understand."

"Désole chère, mais where exactly is here? Remy don't do well wit inaccurate orders."

"Go back, sit on the sofa and drink your coffee, I'm bringing the paintings now."

"N'inquiète pas chère, Remy can look at dem here and den you wont have to move dem."

Marie threw her hands up in the air, "Do you hear a word I say?"

"Oui chère mais Remy jus don' listen."

He started to walk around the room starting at the wall opposite the foot of her bed. Marie realized she was trapped, if she didn't move he would eventually have her trapped between himself and the bed, but if she moves now then she would have to slide past him. Probably not the best idea. Crap, she thought.

Time seemed to move in slow motion as he moved closer and closer to her. Why am I standing here like such an idiot? she questioned herself.

Remy in the meantime was chuckling to himself, chere he thought, now Remy got you all trapped in your bedroom. The girl in question was looking more and more nervous the closer he got. Help! she thought.

After what seemed like an eternity he was standing in front of her the only thing between them was an easel with a piece of cloth over it. Remy could see she was wishing she was somewhere else so he said, "Dese be very good paintings chère. Have you done one of N'awlins yet?"

"It's not finished yet."

"So dis be it den," he said making a move to pull the cloth off.

Then Marie did something that surprised her and the Cajun, "No!" she shouted and jumped in front of the painting so that her and Remy's chests where touching. She started to go red and stammered, "I... Its just... um not finished... and it isn't very good."

"Awww c'mon chère let Remy see," he teased.

She seemed to gather some courage and said, "Not while I'm still standing."

"Ok den," he said and started to tickle her.

Marie was a very ticklish person so in no time she was rolling around the floor alternately laughing and shouting, "Remy LeBeau get offa me!"

Needless to say none of Remy's thoughts where now directed towards the painting, but on the writhing squirming girl who he was tickling unmercifully. Mon Dieu she is cute he thought. Especially when she blushes he added lets see if we can do it again. By the time she said that she had given up and that he could see the painting, he was above her pinning her arms. She started to blush again and Remy said, "Dis be a comfortable position non?" Internally he thought mission accomplished, as he looked at her flushed cheeks.

"Chère did anyone ever tell you how beautiful you look when you blush?"

She said, "Remy, I...."

Marie never did get to finish that sentence, as when Remy heard her say his name, still breathless from the tickling; he had an overwhelming desire to kiss her. So he did.

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Another exceedingly long chapter even if I do say so myself. Finally a little Romy action! I don't think I'm gonna go into any real depressing stuff cos I wanted this to be light hearted.

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