Chapter 4: Les amis de nos amis sont nos amis

"Yeah, I totally agree with Julian!" said Gina

"Who wouldn't, he did deserve it after all" Albert said in response

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"That's definitely a good quote for a womanizer like him" said Athena

"Yup, that also means a message to the peacock that he better watch out because I could do it again in a heartbeat. The quote also means that when I'm out to achieve my goals, he better watch his so-called 'good reputation' since I already know how to easily take it away from him."

"Like stealing candy from a little enfant!" said Beatrice laughing uncontrollably

"Exactly, well said mon ami."

Then after dinner, we went to one of the French night clubs for some cocktails. Me and my friends started dancing to the vibrating dance, techno, and hip-hop/rap music.

That was just the beginning. After having two Pimms cocktails, I see somebody staring at me with a seductively dangerous look from across the bar.

To distract me, I joined Athena, Gina, and Beatrice for some risqué dance moves on the stage next to the DJ. We continued to act like show offs until he finally gave up and disappeared, only to suddenly show up right behind me.

"Plan B girls"

We all decided to make a dash for it, but we needed to somehow distract him and knock him out completely so that he has no memories of this at all. Or spread revengeful rumors about me based on his "accident" in the cafeteria.

Albert snuck up behind him with a sledge hammer, but I knew something would go seriously wrong if he proceeds.

"Al-" But just as I was going to say anything, a glitch started to go off from the ceiling and we had to get out of there fast. We ran after Julian with Albert quickly whacking the sledge hammer on that guy's forehead, knocking him out unconscious. Somehow, I felt in my heart that I couldn't leave him here to die and dragged him onto my back and ran as quickly as I could. When I made it out, I could feel his pulse. He was ok and still alive with no injures other than a bruised forehead. I saw Julian, and we both were able to carry his cousin up to their apartment where we successfully placed him on his bed with an ice pack.

I was just glad he was ok, but I felt like it was my fault for causing all this to happen even though they were both accidents. One caused by me unintentionally, and one from Albert who obviously had gone too far due to the fact that he had sipped way too many cocktails that impaired his ability to attempt and try to commit such a dangerous act.

All I wanted to do now is go back to my room, and just forget this all even happened in the first place.

Chapter 5: Le Sympathique a l'après midi

Weeks and weeks have gone by, and then it was finally November. It's been two months since the chocolate cake and sledge hammer incident. Mean blonde dude was still his usual old self hanging out with a bunch of bimbos as always. I avoided him at all costs, especially when he started to talk about me behind my back. That was all he ever did since then, including name calling, shoving me on purpose, peeking into the women's restrooms and locker rooms just to see if I am there (yes, that includes the shower stalls) and embarrass me whenever I was in my shitty mood swings every "month". He even tried to look at and invade my inner most personal thoughts, e.g. looking over my laptop, my bag/purse/backpack that I got from Paris when I was nineteen, my iphone, ipad mini, my notes, even my own personal diary that's filled with very private info on everything about me from a-z. Did I forget to mention that he eavesdrops in front of my room unknowingly?

I just wanted to strangle him! If I find out about him saying that he saw me naked or whatever, he will be so sorry. Everyday just kept on getting worse, like him calling me non-stop (god knows how he got my number), sending me friend requests on Facebook, letters, and well… yeah, you don't want to know the rest of the details.

On the bright side, I'm still able to enjoy my third experience in France. Exploring all my favorite places around the small towns, buildings, churches, and gardens.

Everyday after my classes, I go to the nearby church to pray for wellness, success, love, protection, and anything else I wish for the rest of my well being. Then, I would go to the markets for some food sampling, baguettes, fleurs, and of course shop for clothes. Sometimes they would have a mini pet stand, where you can adopt un petit L'oiseuexs (birds/parakeets), rabbits, guinea pigs, even cats (French: Les chats).

But it all depends if I can really go or not, they usually have their markets on Wednesdays and Fridays including the weekends. In my opinion, the weekends are a lot better, because they don't pack up until five in the evening (In France, they look at their clocks a lot differently. They use the military version as opposed to the American one, so if you were to say 5:20 pm, it's written as 17h20 instead.) Classes were another thing to keep in mind since devoir is a big priority for me to complete before I do anything else.

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Still hidden beneath my laced shawl, I looked up and saw what's his face that I try to avoid everyday. I didn't take it off, because he would then try to hurt me even more. I ran away before I gave an answer.

I wanted to sleep off the Jet Lag the minute I got into France. But somehow I managed to transport my mind to Montmatre (if I spelled correctly) where Amelie the movie originally took place. In the dream I meet with Amelie and Nino, we decided to converse in French and Amelie gave me advice on how to control my emotions when dealing with the buffoon in my university. Then my mind got transported to Wonderland where I run into the Queen of Hearts 3, at first I thought she was going to chop my head off.

But then again I was wrong, she was just misunderstood alot. And she told me the story about how Alice tried to run things with her utter nonsense.

"Oh how awful!" I said

"Yes dear, life is never fair when dealing with life's struggles-OFF WITH HIS HEAD!"

That scared the living crap out of me, apparently someone wasn't listening to her orders as directed.

Then I woke up, back to reality.