Author's Note: Aaaaaaaaand, here's another chapter.

Michel & Josette

Chapter 23: Having Some Fun

Michel looked at the note in his hand as he walked towards Raphael's apartment. Raphael had actually invited him to a little get together that he was having. Marie was definitely going to be there and so were Emile and a couple of others. The only reason why Michel was going was because his wonderful Josette was going to be there.

Michel knocked on the door to Raphael's small apartment. He waited for the door to open and was really surprised to see Faux standing there, dressed up nicely and with a bored expression on his face.

"What are you doing here?" Michel demanded to know, already knowing that something bad was going to happen to him today.

"I should be asking you the same thing." Faux retorted, rolling his eyes, but opening the door more to let him in.

"Raphael and I are friends!" Michel exclaimed, making his way in. "I don't see how you were invited!"

"Lucie invited me," responded Faux, shrugging.

Michel whipped around to look at him, raising an eyebrow. "The woman that you are fond of?"

Faux only shrugged again.

Michel shook his head and quickly stepped away from Faux, searching the place for Josette. He spotted her talking with Marie and Lucie. They looked like they were having a good chat, laughing and whatnot.

He also saw Raphael chatting it up with Emile.

Michel turned around and saw that Faux was watching him, a smirk present on his features. Michel didn't like that at all, so he turned away and stepped over to the three young ladies.

"Good evening, beautiful ladies!" Michel greeted them with a bow, grinning widely, happy to be seeing Josette despite what had happened the other day with the photos.

There were three responses to his greeting.

"Strange guy I don't know!"

"Michel!"

"Mina!"

The latter response was from Josette, of course.

Michel turned a very annoyed gaze on said lady and growled, balling his hands into tight fists. "Mina? Really?!" he growled out furiously. "That's a girl's name!"

Josette shrugged uncaringly. "So? It's your name, isn't it?"

"No!" Michel snapped. "It's Michel!"

"Micah?" Josette decided to play dumb again.

"Michel!" Michel harshly retorted.

"Malik?" Josette tilted her head to the side, blinking in fake confusion.

"Michel!"

"Marik?"

"Michel!"

"Miguel?"

"Michel!"

"Marcus?"

"MICHEL!"

"Okay, okay!" Lucie suddenly interrupted them, getting a bit annoyed with their constant bickering. She brought her eyes over to Michel and gave him a short smile. "Okay, so you're Michel, right?"

Michel huffed and nodded, crossing his arms. "That's right!"

"Nice to meet you." Lucie politely said.

"Nice to meet you too." Michel said back, smiling a little and happy that she got his name right.

Marie was only giggling, having a blast at watching Michel and Josette bicker. "It is so obvious that you two love each other." Marie said in between her amused giggles.

Josette looked at her best friend in surprise and disbelief. "I am just going to pretend I didn't hear you say that!" she shouted, completely offended.

"Er…uh…me too!" Michel yelped, his face red.

Marie calmed down and only shook her head, a huge smile on her features. "You both are funny."

"I'm not a clown!" Michel yelped again.

"Yes you are," Josette looked at him, putting her hands on her hips. "Go run yourself over to the circus!"

"What a repulsive thing to say!" Michel gawked at her, offended. "I am most certainly NOT joining a circus!"

"There they go again…" Lucie sighed, face-palming.

"Lovebirds," giggled Marie.

Suddenly, she let out a gasp as an arm was wrapped around her waist. She looked up and saw Raphael standing beside her, smiling fondly down at her. "What's up?" he asked. "Having fun?"

Marie beamed at him and nodded. "I sure am!"

Michel whipped away from Josette, fed up. He looked at Raphael and was about to greet him, but then something hard collided with the back of his head. He fell on to his stomach and groaned in pain.

Nobody even bothered asking him if he was okay.

Michel rolled on to his back and looked up, seeing Faux standing there with a baseball bat in his hands. Michel's eyes widened in disbelief and anger.

"What in the world is the matter with you?!" Michel shouted out, almost in a wail.

"It's what you deserve!" Faux responded, shrugging.

Michel was about to send a nasty retort his way, but Josette suddenly nudged him with her foot.

"Get off the floor, Monkey," Josette told him, snickering.

Michel slapped a hand over his face, crying.

Did he seriously look like a monkey?!