Alright, so Jeanne was very unsure of what she was going to do to help her best friend. Yeah, one thing was saying she had it all under control and another was actually coming up with a plan that could actually work. She knew little of relationships and stuff, well real relationships. She watched a bunch of Shoujo animes and rom-com K-dramas, but she had never been in a legitimate relationship. No one had asked her out, or even flirted with her as far as she could remember—except for that boy earlier during the day.

Alright, so she was lying to herself, there were a handful of people that had asked her out, she was just too oblivious of the people around her. It was Arturia that had to remind her that the boy on the desk diagonal of hers had a massive crush on her all throughout grade nine and ten, and that Gilles had been trying to ask her out since elementary. Of course, the violet eyed female denied these claims.

Moreover, her older brother was quite protective of her and being in University was not going o stop him from watching which guys she hung out with. He was alright with Gawain because they had been in in the Football club together back when Jean was club pres. But Jean never liked Gilles and don't even get him started on Gilgamesh—it was a good thing that the blond kid was interested in Arturia and not Jeanne.

The young girl entered her house and walked to the kitchen, letting her skirt fan about her. She opened up a cabinet and reached for the hazelnut spread, the thought of the tall blue haired male flickering in her mind, "Cú Chulainn…" She repeated the name of the male.

"Cú-ha what?" Her brother scared her, she had jumped in surprised and held a hand to her heart.

"Sheesh, you nearly killed me." She commented as she took a deep breath, her hand still keeping her heart in place, "Nah, just a name. Sound familiar to you?"

"Nope, who's this guy?" Her brother leaned against the fridge.

Jeanne shrugged, "Random dude," she answered and then she remembered her promise to Arturia, "Hey, you're good with girls, right?"

The blond boy gave a triumphant smirk and nodded, "Well, I don't like to be cocky about it, but yeah."

Violet eyes rolled hard, they could have just rolled down the street, "Right. So, anyways, imagine you're not supposed to be with a girl but, like, she really, really likes you. Like really. What could she possibly do to make you date her?"

Her brother narrowed his brown eyes, "Does this have to do with that Cú-ha whatever guy?"

"What? No! No, goodness no! It's just that one of the dramas has that going on but, like, it's not going to be aired until next month so, um, uh, I want to know what might happen."

"Oh, that again. Well, how 'not supposed to be together' is it?" He tilted his head.

"Like very. Like Student-teacher like."

Jean shrugged, "Er, that's hard, well, do I like her?"

The female nodded quickly, "I mean, you got jealous when she was with another guy. Do you consider that liking?"

The young male shrugged and sighed, "Okay, so am I the teacher? Or is she?"

"You."

"Wow, okay. That's super hard. I mean, my job is at stake and that's crazy. Plus, being a 'responsible adult' that I am, I would obviously disagree to anything at all… But I like this chick. Crap, this is real hard, bro, I got nothing. It would just have to be damn good."

Jeanne huffed, "Well, thanks anyways," she hung her head and continued to make her Nutella sandwich. So maybe she wasn't going to actually come up with something big, was she?

The following day, a very tired Jeanne sat at the lunch table with Arturia and her friends. She had bags under her eyes that were starting to look like the shade of her irises. She had not slept a wink the previous night for she had been trying t find a plan—and she wasn't able to.

"Hey, are you alright?" Gawain chirped as he leaned on the table to get closer to her.

Jeanne nodded, "Yeah, just super tired."

"Homework?"

She shook her head, "Nah, just insomnia." She barely had any appetite for the shepherd's pie in front of her self, but she shoved a fork of it in her mouth, nonetheless. Arturia had smiled at her and Jeanne felt guilty already, she wasn't able to help her friend.

"You'll be okay, just take a nap, we have third off anyway." Arturia pet her head, "Then you'll be all charged up for Chem."

Jeanne wanted to cry a little, Arturia was such a good friend, why couldn't she be of more use? "By the way, Lancey," Everyone called the tall violet-haired man that, "nice going. Gil still didn't show up today."

Lancelot let a chuckle slip as he gave a firm nod, "I heard. Seems to me like he's not going to be here for the entire week."

"I do hope so; he exhausts me in History." Jeanne set her head down on the table. The cafeteria was filled with the laughs and conversations of all the other students and it wasn't helping her concentrate on falling asleep. Everyone walking about in their uniforms and playing about with the garbage.

Something had hit Jeanne in the head and she lifted it to see a ball of tinfoil. She sighed and pushed it down the table and towards the garbage can, but another tinfoil ball hit her. She kept silent and looked about, seeing the group of girls that seemed to dislike her, a few boys among them.

Gawain too had noticed the tinfoil ball and turned in his seat to shoot a glare to the group two rows away from them. He then turned back to Jeanne and gave her a thumbs up.

Jeanne smiled and thanked him before setting her head down on the table again. She managed to drift into sleep after a long while, but upon doing so Arturia had kept her that way.

"So, what happened to that guy you met during the summer, the one you said was super friggen cute?" Guinevere recalled that Arturia had once gone on about a cute guy she was semi-dating.

Arturia blinked, "Uh, yeah, it didn't work out." She answered, "He had to go to university and it was quite far."

Guinevere pouted her lips and shrugged, "Wish I could have met him, he seemed like he was fine."

Arturia nodded, "Yes, he was."

Lancelot cleared his throat and looked at the girls, "Okay, we get it." He rolled his eyes, "We're still alive, by the way." He referred to the blond male next to him as well.

"Yeah, but you guys aren't that handsome." Guinevere snickered and then chuckled, "I'm kidding." She smiled after seeing a look of disbelief on Lancelot's face. "Anyway, Artie," she turned back to the blonde girl, "What do you think about the chemistry teacher? Isn't he hot? Like damn, those muscles…"

Arturia laughed and nodded, "He's handsome alright."

"Like gosh! Can I marry him?" Guinevere threw her head back, "Just imagine it, Lancelot walking me down the isle and Duibhne waiting at the altar for me, yes please! You'd be the best maid," she glanced at Arturia.

"He won't marry you, Guin." Arturia deadpanned.

"And, uh, why not? I'm gorgeous, just look at me." She mockingly flipped her hair and made a weird and highly unattractive face.

Pendragon laughed again and shook her head, "Yeah, right. Plus, he's a teacher, remember that."

"Hahaha," Guinevere purposely laughed like a witch, "I am known for not following rules when it comes to dating. Need I remind you my one-night stand with that politician?"

Arturia eyed her, "Aspiring politician, and not a one-night stand. A date." She had seen the two and watched over her friend because Guinevere had said she needed to have back-up in case he tried pulling a move on her.

Guinevere liked to think herself the most experienced member in the group—although she was, she was not one to have one night stands, "Yeah, yeah, whatever." She waved a hand, "You don't think I have a chance with Mister Gorgeous?"

The green-eyed girl shook her head, "Nope," he's mine. I'm not giving him up to you. Of course she wasn't going to say that last part, that would have been tragic.

"You suck," Guin stuck her tongue out, "You're my friend, you're supposed to love me and tell me I can do it."

"I also have to be honest and I don't think you can do it."

"Boo!"

It wasn't long before lunch ended and Arturia woke up Jeanne so that they could go to the library for the rest of third. Jeanne was not able to fall asleep back in the library and instead they discussed their plan.

"Alright so, after class, you have to ask him straight up. Just say it." Jeanne thought that this was the best way.

"But what do I say? 'Hey, bro, I was thinking that maybe you'd like to have a forbidden romance with me, what do you say?' Insert me wiggling my eyebrows." Arturia played with the cap of her glass water bottle.

Jeanne laughed and shook her head, "No, of course not. Just tell him how you feel. Honestly, I've got nothing else. Okay so, what I have in mind is that you stay after class, or we go back after everyone has left and you go in while I keep watch. Then you go in or are already in and tell him how you feel. How you actually feel. You give him an ultimatum and a few days to think of his offer. Then, you kiss him on the cheek again. And done –finito!"

Arturia frowned, "Is that all you've got?"

The poor French girl nodded and dropped her head, "I'm sorry, Artie it's all I've got. All these shoujo animes didn't teach me a single thing."

A hand rested itself on her head and Jeanne looked up to see Arturia patting her head, "Well, do you think it's going to work?"

Jeanne's frown grew, cutting low and almost to her chin. She shook her head, "I don't know." She managed a shrug.

Arturia gave her a reassuring smile, "Well, we have to try it, yeah?"

Jeanne nodded slowly, "Yeah, okay."

Chemistry class went rather well, save for the part that Diarmuid was beat red because of the blonde in the class that caused him to remember the previous day's events. Actually, Grainne had asked him if he was feeling alright because he was red and it seemed like he had a fever or something.

Arturia leaned over to Jeanne and whispered her way, "I told you he looked so cute,"

Jeanne nodded and giggled a little, "He is.

By the time that the last bell rang, he was standing at the front of the class crowded by female students flirting with him. Arturia and Jeanne sat at their table as they worked on their homework, looking over the answer binder to check if they were doing everything right. It took a while for all the girls to leave the class, but as Jeanne thought that the coast was clear, Grainne entered the class, somewhat surprised to see the girls still there.

"Jeanne, Arturia, what are you still doing here?" She walked towards them with a bright smile on her lips, almost a welcoming one.

Jeanne smiled genuinely up at the brunette and shrugged, "Homework, we want to make sure we're doing it right." Arturia nodded in agreement and kept silent.

"Mind if I join you two? I also need to work a bit on my Chemistry," She removed her bag from her shoulder and looked at the two girls expectantly.

"Uh," Jeanne turned to Arturia.

"Yeah, okay." Arturia did not like Grainne much, as she always flirted with Diarmuid, but she was trying to make her relationship with Diarmuid not get found out and that meant not hating Grainne unnecessarily.

"Thanks, girls." She smiled brightly and sat in front of them.

Arturia glanced over at Diarmuid who seemed like he was marking something, a blush still on his face. She flickered her gaze to Grainne and sighed because now she wasn't able to talk to Diarmuid… but now she was starting to wonder why Grainne had returned to the classroom, could it be that she too was looking to get into a relationship with the handsome Chemistry teacher?