Paris, France

Spring 1944

Felix hated everyone. No, it was not an exaggeration he truly hated everyone. Felix sighed running a hand through his messy, blond hair as he walked to his bathroom. He grumbled incoherent words about mornings before slicking back his hair with some gel.

"Felix," His mother called up the stairs with her angelic voice. "It's time to eat, and no skipping this time young man."

Felix grumbled as he fixed his tie walking into the kitchen where his parents sat at a table. The maid Simone bustled around the table laying out plates with eggs and toast for the Agreste's. His mother, Emma looked up from her book and smiled warmly as her brunette hair fell in gentle curls around her shoulders with the turn of her body.

"It's about time, gloomy." His father, Raoul mumbled before receiving a light slap from Emma. "Emma I was just teasing him. It's not often I-" He halted by the sound of a telephone ringing.

"It's irritating," Felix muttered under his breath as he ate toast quickly. He swung his bag over his shoulder walking toward the door. "I'm going now. I'll see you tonight."

Emma stood up smoothing out her black dress with a sad smile. Felix heard his father arguing on the phone and sighed.

"I'm sorry Felix. Mrs. Ramses is hosting a business party and your father and I can't miss it. I'll have Simone make you something for tonight." Emma looked to where Raoul argued into the phone before stepping toward Felix who had stalked to the door. "I'll make it up to you."

Felix snorted as he closed the door in irritancy.

"I heard that before," Felix grumbled under his breath before carrying down the street. Felix was used to his party-loving mother and her broken promises along with his workaholic father gone from his life. Most nights in the big house it's just himself and occasionally Simone his nanny since he was two.

"Hey, Broody!" Ayla, his classmate called out behind him. Ayla's family worked in the same firm as his father in his company hence often played with her as children. Scratch that she tormented him with dress up.

"Ayla, is the name Broody common here?" A foreign young voice spoke behind him.

"Oh, no not really." Ayla laughed.

"Hpm." Felix glanced at him upon hearing the new voice. It was a young woman he didn't recognize walking with Ayla. She was of Chinese ethic he noticed, but what caught his eye was her bluebell eyes that stared into his own. Felix turned away with a huff and entered the school avoiding eye contact as he took his place near the back of the room.

"Students. We have a new foreign exchange student here with us," Madame Eiden announced to the class fixing her glasses with a faint smile. "Bridgette, would you like to introduce yourself?"

Felix sat silently observing his classmates with a cat-eye expression faintly listening to the teacher's lecture. Normally another student wouldn't bother him, but something about the new foreign exchange student intrigued him. Bridgette, as he recalled her name abruptly stood from her seat in a daze after Ayla nudged her with a grin.

"Right. My name is Bridgette Cheng. I'm honored to be here." Bridgette bowed slightly before sitting down with an embarrassed expression on her face.

The teacher began her lecture once again letting Felix resign to his book, occasionally glancing down at the young woman who stared at her textbook with slight frustration. Felix raised an eyebrow in slight amusement as he saw her attempting to follow along with the lesson. So, she can't read very well, or not at all. Felix returned to his book with a slight smirk. This could be interesting.

"Felix, may I have a word with you?" Madame Eiden waved him over after the bell rang. "You mentioned to me in the Fall you would be interested in tutoring for recommendations?"

"Yes, I did," Felix responded intrigued by the teacher's sudden interest in something he asked for last year.

"Would you be willing to help Bridgette with her studies? She's a bright girl, but I noticed her struggling during today's lecture." Madame Eiden asked pulling up a form from her desk handing it to him. "You would work with her after school on your select days for two hours each session."

"I'll think about it."

Felix took the sheet reading it over before folding it, placing it in his bag as he exited the room. The bell that rang for the lunch break had released the students to return home for lunch. All except Felix. Felix pivoted away from the mass of students heading towards the concrete arches of the entryway of the school down the staircase leading to the grand library. He took a seat in the back away from prying eyes as he began reading a book about Egypt. The library was Felix's sanctuary, a place of silence where he could be alone and content, but fate had other plans for the Agreste heir.

"Ayla. I'll be fine by myself." Bridgette, who spoke with her broken accent as she entered the room. "I want to try studying besides I'm not that hungry."

"If you say so girl." Ayla sighed with a small laugh. "I'll see you after lunch break is over."

"Thank you, bye Ayla." Bridgette waved goodbye to Ayla as she exited the library's giant oak doors.

The young girl whispered something to the half blind librarian at the front desk to which made her point directly at Felix. Felix watched the foreign exchange student make her way to the back of the Library towards him only to change direction to the Art section. He watched curiously as she reached for the book on the top shelf when he noticed she was standing on the bottom, unstable shelf to reach it. The last thing he noticed was the bookshelf beginning to fall on top of Bridgette, unbeknownst to it all.

Bridgette sighed softly as she made her way to find the mechanical book she wanted for her next project. As she made her way past the rows of books she saw "Broody" or his real name after Ayla told her Felix. He looked concentrated in a book as he was rather tense reading the novel. Ayla told her he was the only heir to the Agreste household which Bridgette tied back to the house she saw when she first arrived in Paris. She noticed the boy was out of place from everyone else she had met. Felix kept mostly to himself minus some teachers and was rather peculiar in a charming way.

Bridgette counted the numbers of the system until she found the book she was looking for just above her reach. She huffed as she stood on the bottom shelf to grab the textbook yanking it from its place on the top shelf. Bridgette stepped off the shelf when it started coming down with her her eyes big as she noticed it falling toward her. Her legs locked her frozen in place as she closed her eyes waiting for impact. The impact never came.

"Don't …just …stand there." The man's voice growled above her making her snap out of her state of shock. She recognized Felix Agreste holding the top of the bookshelf up keeping it from falling on her

"Help. Me." Felix snapped in Bridgette's ear making the girl push the middle of the bookshelf up. Both teenagers using their weight forced the bookshelf back into its standing upright position. They let out a breath as they leaned against the bookshelf.

"Thank you for helping me." Bridgette turned herself toward him with sincerity.

"Next time don't be careless." Felix snapped brushing himself off as he rose from his sitting position. "I'd rather not get banned from the library because of a pulchritudinous, clumsy girl." He shoved a book in Bridgette's face much to her shock and surprise. Taking the book gently from him she recognized it as the mechanic book she was attempting to retrieve.

"T-thank you." Bridgette looked up with enchanted eyes to find he had disappeared. He saved me she thought as she heard the doors shut to the library leaving her with her thoughts. Bridgette smiled softly as she checked out the book exiting the library.

"Ayla said he only thought of himself," Bridgette spoke to herself as she paused in front of the grand staircase fingering one of her long pigtails. "Maybe there is something more to him."

"Master, is it time?" Wayzz asked from where he hid in his coat. Currently, the two sat across the school on a bench watching the grouchy Agreste stomp away with a flustered expression.

"Yes," The old man stood with a smile. "Tomorrow their testing will begin to prove whether they are worthy of their Miraculouses."

A/N: Sorry for the long delay on this chapter! I was struggling on how to introduce Felix's character. Originally, this was supposed to be all from Felix's perspective, but I wanted to get a bit of Bridgette in as well.

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