Michel & Josette

Chapter 9: The Plan A

Michel held some black binoculars up to his eyes, obviously spying on someone yet again. Faux was beside him, holding a black duffle bag with numerous spy items in it, as crazy as that sounds.

The two of them had come to some…sort of agreement.

They'd agreed that they will stop messing with each other and that the few insults that slip out accidentally, are forgiven.

So anyway, Faux had agreed to help Michel get with the one he desired, which is Josette. They are now commencing with plan A, which is Faux's plan.

The plan consisted of, try to make Josette jealous, ask Josette to grab a bite to eat, and ask Josette to take a walk.

In Faux's eyes, this was the perfect plan.

Unfortunately, Michel was feeling incredibly uneasy about this plan, often saying he had a bad feeling.

Michel and Faux were behind the fountain in front of the convent, where Josette lives. Michel had the binoculars, as stated before, and was spying on Josette as she had a dandy conversation with her best friend, Marie.

"Remind me why we're spying…" Michel muttered to Faux, still feeling incredibly uneasy about all of this. "She's going to think I'm a stalker…again! Plus, unfortunately, this isn't the best hiding place!"

"Hush, will you?" Faux muttered back, snatching the binoculars out of Michel's hands. "Everything will be just fine. Trust me."

"I don't know if I can trust you…" Michel whispered, that uneasiness growing bigger and bigger. "Every time I go out, something bad happens. It's like I'm cursed or something."

"No," Faux deadpanned. "You're just unfortunate."

Michel gave him a look, but Faux didn't bother looking at him. He was too busy watching Josette and Marie.

"So…" Michel began after a very long moment of silence. "When shall I go?" he asked.

"Wait, they're still talking," Faux mumbled, frowning. "Women can chat."

"They sure do," Michel nodded. "But men can also chat."

"Uh…yeah, I know," Faux whispered.

Michel turned his attention back to Josette. He noticed that she was smiling brightly as she chatted with Marie. He really adored the smile on Josette's face and began to imagine what it would be like to have her smile at him that way.

Suddenly, Faux snapped his fingers in Michel's face. "Hey! Snap out of it! They're finished talking and Josette is heading right towards us! You need to get a move on! Start with the first part of the plan!" Faux told him hurriedly.

"But I thought you were supposed to go out there first!" Michel exclaimed in a rushed whisper. "You're supposed to dress up as a woman and pretend to be my girlfriend so Josette could be jealous!"

Faux gave him an irritable look. "I am NOT dressing up as a woman!"

"It's the only way!" Michel growled at him. "This was your idea!"

"Let's not do that part yet. Do the next part," Faux ordered him quickly. "Ask her to grab a bite to eat with you, lunch maybe or something. Just go do it now, she's almost here!"

Michel nodded and quickly jumped out from behind the fountain and in front of Josette, shocking her a bit.

Josette jumped back and stared at him in shock and disbelief. Then her expression turned to annoyance. "Moon? What are you doing here? How did you know I lived here? How did you get here? Why are you here?" she demanded to know, sounding very suspicious.

"W-Well…I…uh…it was a lucky guess?" Michel suggested awkwardly. "Um…yeah, I was looking for you!"

"Obviously, Moose," Josette snorted.

Michel looked extremely annoyed now. "Are you always going to get my name incorrectly? It's Michel! Just say it once! Say it!"

"Like I've mentioned before, it's too hard to pronounce."

"You've said it once before!"

"I did?"

"Yes!"

"For some reason, I can't recall…"

Michel growled in frustration. "You're impossible, you know that?! You're so frustrating!"

Josette laughed, rolling her eyes. "So are you, Moosel!"

Michel resisted the urge to introduce his hand to his face and forced a polite smile. "Anyway…" he growled out. "I was looking for you…"

"As you've said before."

"And I was wondering if you wanted to…well…have lunch with me somewhere?" Michel asked, his cheeks turning a pinkish color. He looked incredibly awkward now and shy.

Josette stared at him for a very long moment before laughing out loud. When she was done laughing, she shook her head. "Mordecai, I just had breakfast with Marie about an hour ago. It's nowhere near lunchtime!"

Michel's eyes widened and he immediately felt foolish.

Josette grinned and shrugged. "Well, I'll see you next time, Morgan!" she said cheerfully before walking off, a bounce in her step.

Michel stood there, completely shocked.

Faux came out from behind the fountain, snickering. "Looks like that didn't go well at all."

Now angry, Michel turned his gaze on Faux. "This is all your fault!"

"Hey, don't accuse me," Faux defended.

Michel frowned and looked away, feeling even more foolish. "I'm not continuing with this plan! We have to move on to the plan B!" he shouted out, holding up a fist.

"Are you sure? I really thought you wanted to do the jealousy thing…" Faux trailed off.

"We'll do that in plan B!" Michel announced.

Faux sighed.

Well, things were starting to get interesting…