Screw author's notes! Who wants to sit there reading a bolded font that isn't related to the story they've been itching to read? No one! That's who! So, I'm totally skipping an opening authors note! …Wait a minute… Well, since this has already become a fricken author's note, let me inform you of this! This chapter includes a bit from French Class.

The French words said in this, have little numbers in parenthesis next to them, and at the bottom authors note, the numbers are there again with the English translations. Okay, enjoy the chapter!
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The period spend in Mrs. Lockwood's English class went by rather boringly, but they assumed it was because of the boring syllabus. Like always, the first days of school were built up to be exciting, when in reality, things didn't really kick in until a few days after the start of it all. And the students, bored with Summer, were temporarily excited to begin the year again.

After second period was a 20 minute break, where the students could get snacks from the cafeteria, or simply talk with one another in the quad, the hallways, or even some classroom. Munkustrap took the opportunity to put things into his locker ahead of time, wince his locker was just down the hall from Mrs. Lockwood's classroom.

Jellicle High, fron the front, was a large bring building with a front lawn covered in green grass, and two oak trees. To the sides of it were parking lots, as well as one behind the athletic areas. The main building was three stories tall, housing all Math and English classrooms, as well as a few elective rooms, the offices, and the teachers lounge. Behind that was a large quad where the students spent most of their free time. Behind that was the Cafeteria, with the Science building on the far East wing, and the Gym on the right.. The athletic grounds were behind all those, and the Theatre was off to the East side of campus, and to the West, the football stadium. The whole campus housed very good landscaping, and a few oak trees, which the students enjoyed gratefully, especially on hot days.

Upon finding his locker, Number 139, he turned the dials as that black and gold calico appeared at his right. He could see her looking at him from the corner of his eye,but chose not to let her know that, just to see how long she stared. He smirked to himself at that thought, as he looked to the inside of his locker door, glancing at his class schedules.

Per. 1- Advanced Filmmaking and Production
Per. 2- English III (Honors)
Break
Period 3- French III
Per. 4- Algebra III (Honors)
Lunch
Per. 5- Physical Science II (Honors)
Per. 6- Drama II

After a good thirty seconds, he finally turned his attention to her, to see her glances at his courses. She looked back up at him, "We have periods two, three, and six together." She said this with a slight smile, as he shut his locker and walked beside her down the stairs, to the quad to, as he hypothesized, meet up with the rest of her friends. Munkustrap had friends, but tended to skip along to whoever he wanted to see that particular day. Today, it was Demeter. Definitely Demeter. Upon their entry into the grassy middle section of the quad, next to the statue of Sir Franklin Jellicle, they found Tugger, Bombalurina, and Rumpleteazer lounging in the grass, waiting for them. The pair plopped down next to them, and said their hellos as a piercing shriek came closer to them. They didn't flinch though, as it was all to familiar.

"Wha- is it this toime, Amy?" yelled Rumpleteazer, obviously annoyed.
"Mungojerrie asked me out! Mungojerrie asked me out! EEE!"

Rumpletezer's eyes widened at the news. Amy Winehouse, as she liked to call her, got asked out by the tom that she has been head over heels in love with for years? Amy? That…that bitch!. She had a mind to slap that blonde headed prep right on the face, but knew she would come off as obvious, so she gave a nice smile, muttering curse words to herself as Bombalurina mumbled a "Yay" to her. Amy clapped her hands together, grinning. Grinning at the satisfactory that she had him. Rumpleteazer's tom. Fucking bitch.

"That's great, Amy!" said Demeter, half heartedly. Frankly, she didn't really care that much, but it was still nice. She knew that Mungojerrie was a nice guy. Nearly startling the black and gold calico to death, she felt a hand slip around her waist, and a gentle kiss to her temple. She jumped, but then realized it was just Macavity. She blushed heavily, realizing she had jumped nearly a foot in the air just from her sitting position. The other stared at her a bit much.

"…Well, that was interesting." Said Munkustrap, eyes half widened. Demeter smiled and rolled her eyes.

oooOoOooo

"Now, all of vous are eh, familiar with ze old boring phrases of basic French language, no?"
"Oui." Droned the class.
"Well, deez year, we will be going into ze more exciting and romantic sayings in ze French language, as vous all know, Français is a eh, romance language. So, eez best zat vous all know ze more cultural and romantic essences of the French language. Now, all of you are in Partner desks. Every Tuesday and Thursday, you will be memorizing these phrases together, Oui? So, eh, get to it!"

Mr. LePew finished his opening words with his heavy French accent, gesturing to the paper filled with French and English translations, and phrases. Munkustrap looked at Demeter a little uneasily, as she picked up the paper, scanning over it. She looked up at him again, skimming over the paper,

"How do you say, 'Will you sleep with me tonight?' in French?"
"…You've gotta be kidding me, it doesn't say that on there, does it?"

She giggled.

"Nope, I was just testing to see if you knew."
"Vous coucher avec moi ce soir?:"
"excusez-moi?"(1)
"That's how you say that phrase in French."

She raised her eyebrows.

"I'm not even going to ask where you've used that phrase before."
"I haven't." he protested, "Yet."
"Facile là-bas, le tigre, I have a boyfriend." (2)

Munkustrap broke out into laughter at her words, as she also started to snicker. Mr. LePew appeared over their desk, an eyebrow raised.

"What eez so funny, efants?" (3)
"N- Ha ha ha!- Nothing, Mr. Lepew. Hee!"

He rolled his eyes with a small smile, and moved on to the other desks. Demeter looked back at the tabby, who had a wild plastered on his face, trying to hold his his laughter again, before finally calming down. She also calmed down as well, before looking at him again.

"Bienvenue à Paris, Mon Cheri."
"Uhh…Welcome to Paris, my darling? Is that it?"
"Oui oui."

"Say, Mac and I were talking about heading out for the lunch period, do you wanna come? But there's only room for four in my car."
"Hm? Umm, sure. Sounds fun."

"Great," he smiled at her, an uncharacteristically wild glint in his bright green eye, "Should be a fun time."

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(1) Excuse me?
(2) Easy there, Tiger
(3) Kids

Was it good? The lunch, last period, and after school will be up tomorrow night in one long chapter, and it should be good. Did you lik the French? I kind of want that to be a recurring theme in the story. And, to be truthful, as will all of my other stories, I'm writing this as I go along. If you have any suggestions for wha should happen on the lunch, or in Drama class, or after school, tell me in a REVIEW (hint hint), or a PM. I reply almost instantly, for the most part.

Much love! See you tomorrow for the next chapter.

-Munkustrap18