Mat: hello!
Emzies: yep mat's written another fic NOOO!
Mog: shut up! I might be in it!
Emzies: yes….
Disclaimer: I don't own anything if I did I would not be here writing stories about the people that I owned would I? Huh? Huh!
Emzies: do I have to sit next to her?
Mat: on with the story!

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It was a fresh cool spring day in Epsom, a small town in England, and the last place anyone would want to be is in a stuffy classroom, unfortunately that is exactly where Zidane Tribal, Blank Torento, Ross McGuirk and Matt Black were. Zidane and Blank were in Mme Barrance's French class while Matt and Ross were in Mme Dexel's.
"Well Boys this is the last day to hand in those slips for the French exchange trip." Mme Barrance reminded her GCSE class rubbing off the white board. "I hope many of you choose to go seeing as France is such a lovely country. Hand them to me as you leave please, class dismissed, Au revoir!" "Come on Zidane! Hurry up!" a red headed boy with a belt around his eyes cried impatiently.
"But blank I can't find the slip!" the blonde haired and blue eyed boy searched through the contents of his bag frantically.
"It's in your hand!" Blank laughed. Zidane went slightly pink before handing the letter to Mme Barrance and leaving the class.
"I wonder what the French kids will be like." Zidane thought aloud.
"Well Matt told me that Mme Dexel let it slip that we were going to stay with girls from an all girls grammar school in Paris." Blank smiled.
Zidane's face lit up at the word girls and a huge grin appeared on his face which didn't seem to want to go.
They then met Matt and Ross at the school gates waiting for them.
"Hey Matt, Ross." Zidane nodded. There was a murmur of greeting between the boys and they started to walk vaguely in the direction of home. Matt was the tallest and slimmest of the group, he had black hair and cool aqua blue eyes. Ross was the shortest and roundest of them all he had brown hair that he had gelled up in a quaff and dark green eyes.
"Wanna meet up with some girls from Saint Jimmy's?" Matt asked casually referring to the all girls grammar school the other side of town.
"Would I!" Blank, Zidane and Ross cried in unison.
"So are all you guys going to the French exchange trip?" Zidane asked as the walked in the direction of Saint Jimmy's.
"Yeah, I hope I get a fit girl." Blank smiled dreamily.
"As long as she isn't too tall or talks too much then I don't care." Ross shrugged.
"I want a girl that isn't some preppie slut." Matt began "what about you Zidane?" "Erm… as long as she is a girl and pretty I don't care." Zidane laughed.
"Here's Saint Jimmy's." Matt Stated as a group of girls wearing the maroon uniform walked past giggling at the sight of the boys.

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Mat: well I didn't know where to finish it so there you go.
Emzies: what do you think? Please read and review!
Mog: I'm not in it yet!
Disclaimer: I'm never in the actual story! –starts crying-
All:….. right….
Mat: review!