Kyle: "Your french teacher? Your kidding right?"

Ashley shook her head no after biting into her fried chicken leg. After her..dream the other night, she thought it would help pher mind straight if she told someone about her feeling for Ms. Carlin. She and Kyle were sitting in the cafeteria eating lunch.

Kyle: "Knowing you she’s probably old and shriveled up."

Ashley swallowed her food and responded.

Ashley: "No, she’s not, as a matter of fact she’s beyond beautiful, she’s…she’s..she’s so incredible that there aren’t enough words in he universe to describe her!"

Kyle: "Uh-huh. Sounds to me like you just want her body."

Ashley: "Not true."

Kyle: "Yeah sur. If she was hideous would you still want her."

Ashley: "You know what KYle? Not everyone in the world is extremely shallow. I’m sure I would like her all the same."

Kyle: "Uh-huh."

Ashley: "So..how’s school going for you?"

Kyle: "Oh it’s going great. I met alot of people so far."

Ashley: "Only took me 3 years."

Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep

Kyle: "I’ll talk to you later Ash. Try not to do anything crazy."

Ashley watchd her cousin walk over to a group of people with his bag slung over his shoulder. She sighed and got up to leave. French was next, but before that, she thought she should go to the bathroom and wash her hands. Chicken grease…yeah you get the idea. Not wanting to be late for class, she went into the bathroom nearest the french room. There was obviously some people in there though…and they weren’t playing patty cake. Ashley looked down at the floor in one of the stalls and saw two sets of feet, one wearing black boots and the other wearing really pretty poka dotted sandals. All of a sudden one of the people made a soft soundsas the otherlifted them up off of their feet. Ashley backed away from the stall and walked out of the bathroom.

Ashley: "Trying to make me late for-"

She stopped her sentence and checked her bag to make sure she had her stuff.

Missing textbook.

Ashley: "Fuck! Ugh!"

She hightailed it around the corner and sprinted to her locker.

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Ms. Carlin: "Nice of you to join us Ms. Davies."

Ms. Carlin was sitting behind her desk with her yard stick in hand. Ashley hurried over to her seat with a mumbled apology.

Ms. Carlin: "No, class, today we’re going to learn how to tell time and the weather. But first, let’s start with the daily greeting. Bonjure Classe."

Ashley: "Bonjour Mademoiselle."

Your looking good today, as usual.

Ms. Carlin: "Comment-alle-vous aujhordi?"

I’m just great. Absolutely positevly great now that I’m here.

Ashley: "Ca va tres bien merci et vous?’

Oh yeah, I am smokin.

Ms. Carlin: "Ca va tres bien! Quel temps fat-il aujhordi?"

She’s getting up..sweeeeet.

Ashley: "It’s fine."

Oh yeah, let me look at the rest of you..

Ms. Carlin: "In french please.."

Ms. Carlin started to walk out in front of her chalkboard. Ashley looked at her from top to bottom…and then she regretted it.

No way..no way…

Ashley: "Il fait…toujour….il fait…."

There goes my heart…

Ms. Carlin: "Having trouble ashley?

Ashley shook her head no.

Ms. Carlin: "Okay class, let’s just go into the lesson. Some of you obviously need to study more."

Ashley buried her face in her arms. She refused to believe that her teacher was wearing polka dotted sandals.