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Gakuen!FranceXReader-Stupid Frenchy... Part 2

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Gakuen!FranceXReader-Stupid Frenchy...

Part 2

"How could she get OUR Francis?!"

"She better not touch our Francis or we'll kill her!"

You sighed as you ignored the dagger like glares from Francis's fan girls. At least they weren't throwing you actually daggers like Ivan's pretty but crazy sister, Natalia.

"Yeah, like I actually want to touch him..." You thought to yourself as you continued to eat the Lunch food. You soon got done and was placing the tray at the disposal area of the cafeteria when you felt someone blow air at your ear from behind you. You got spooked and turned around while throwing a punch.

"Now that seemed a little rash, mon cheri~!" Francis said, barely dodging your punch. He gave you his "charming" smile while you just rolled your eyes and walked away from him. Then you felt arms snake around your waist and soon felt a sturdy chest on your back.

"H-hey-!" You began but was cut off by Francis.

"Try to be nicer to me. We are partners, oui~?" He whispered into your ear.

Your face turned red then you ripped his arms away from your waist and threw a punch at him.

"JUST PROJECT PARTNERS!!!" You shouted as your fist made contact with his face. He flew across the cafeteria and smacked into the wall. You huffed and stomped out of there as Francis's fan girls screamed in horror at what you've done.

You stomped your way to the side of the school where there was a lot of shade and trees. You climbed one of the said trees and sat on one of the branches. You breathed out a heavy sigh. It wasn't even a day after you were assigned Francis as your project partner and you were already bombarded with threats from his fan girls and come ons from him personally. How were you suppose to handle this for a month?!

"I'll kick her flat butt and make her switch partners with me! She does not deserve a beautiful and handsome man like Francis!" You looked down and saw three of Francis's fan girls. You sighed quietly.

For one, you already tried to switch partners but the teacher said partners were final. And two, you did not have a flat butt...at least you didn't think so. The girls fumed a bit before heading back inside when the bell rung. You waited a few second before they left and climbed out of the tree.

Unfortunately, you didn't knock Francis out so you had to deal with him for the rest of the day. When school was finally over, you headed over to your bike and unlocked it from the bike rack. Another threat letter was in between the spokes when you went to unlock it, but you just threw it in your back. All the letters you collected through out the day was going through the shredder you had at home any way. You got on your bike and was about to peddle off when a familiar voice said your name.

"(Name), wait for me!" Francis fast-walked over to you. "Let me walk you home." He winked at you. And his fan girls glared at you.

You turned your head to the street just outside of the school gates. You could make a run for it. Well, a bike for it. When you were thinking about this, Francis got in front of your bike, his hands on your handle bars and totally ruined your idea of biking for it. You looked up at him as he gave you a "friendly" smirk. You huffed after you closed your eyes.

"Fine." You got off your bike and started walking. Francis followed right behind until he was walking right next to you. And a terrible thing happened.

He started to talk.

You blocked out a lot of things he said and simply replied with a "Oh, okay." or "Yeah, that's really interesting..." not really caring what he said.

"Is there something wrong, (Name)?" He asked. You looked at him and saw his slightly worried face.

"I'm fine." You said to him. "I'm just wondering what story we're going to make for our Lit class."

"Ohonhonhon~ Leave zat to me." He smiled. You glared at him.

"It needs to be school appropriate." You said. He frowned a bit.

"Oh course, what made you zink zat I would make something not school appropriate?" He smiled again.

You rolled your eyes and shrugged your shoulders as you said, "Oh I don't know, how 'bout all of the NOT school appropriate things you do at school?" Then you started listing the things he did at school that was perverted. Lot of it was groping the girls....

"Okay I get your point!" Francis shouted.

"Hm?" You looked up at him. "I'm just stating facts."

"You don't 'ave to be so mean about it!" He shouted again.

"Stop shouting." You told him, a bit annoyed. "We're in front of my house so you can come on in." You walked down your walkway and threw your bike on your lawn. You walked up to the door and got out your key. You opened the door and kicked your shoes off at the foyer. You left your bag at the living room doorway and headed to the kitchen to cook up a snack for some story plot brainstorming.

"You can sit in the living room, Francis. Alright?" You said, taking out some ingredients to make sandwiches. "Francis?" You said again after he didn't reply. You got a bit worried. What if he headed up to your room to look through your stuff? Wait, he probably didn't. He doesn't even know where your room is. Does he? No. That would be creepy.

. . .

Just in case, you hurried your making of the sandwich and headed to the living room to make sure he was in there. He surprisingly was. He was hunching over your coffee table, quickly writing on a piece of paper.

"Francis, what are you doing?" You asked. He looked up from his writing and saw you.

"Ah, (Name), I was just writing up what our story could be." He said with a smile.

"You already have ideas?" You raised a brow. He nodded. You placed the plate of sandwiches down and looked at the paper. You read what was written and was surprised at it. It was actually pretty good. "These aren't bad ideas, Francis," You said to him.

He nodded his head all prideful like. "I know, I know."

"But your grammar is terribly wrong." You said. He was shocked at what you said.

"What! 'ow?" He questioned.

"Well, first of all," You placed your hand on your hip as you looked over the paper. "the H's in the beginning of the words that have H's in front of them are missing. Second, the words that begin with Th are replaced with Z's. Seriously, you don't have to put your French accent in your writing! If you can write English, write English! And lastly, you used some of the words here wrong."

"I'm...so sorry..."  You looked away from the paper and saw Francis hugging his legs as a depressed atmosphere surrounded him.

Well crap, you felt kind of bad for correcting him now. You were off making sandwiches while Francis had already started thinking up ideas for your guys' project and all you did was tell him how badly his grammar was. His ideas were pretty good too, so that meant he was trying. You sighed. Then you sat down next to him.

"I'll help you fix that, okay?" You placed a hand on his shoulder. He looked at you with watery eyes.

"Really?" He said. You nodded. Then he suddenly pinned your to the floor of your living room. "I'll give you my best kiss in return!" He puckered his lips up like a fish and you quickly used your hand to shove his face away from you.

"I don't want that!" You shouted at him.

"But, (Name)! Every girl deserves one!" He said, his lips still puckered. "Especially a pretty girl like you!"

Your face turned red, both out of embarrassment and anger. Then you punched him.

"I SAID I DON'T WANT THAT, YOU STUPID FRENCHY!"

And straight out your window too.

"AND YOU'RE PAYING FOR MY WINDOW!"

This was going to be a long month.
Part 2~!
Part 1-----> [link]
Part 3-----> [link]

Aw well, I had a hard time writing this one because my brain is reaching a block so I might need to rest a few, watch a few school based animes and hopefully get some ideas.

Francis/France (c) :iconhimaruyaplz:
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BlueKitten06's avatar
Me: don't worry dude, she is just a tsundere
Reader: why are you siding him?! -punches me as well-
Me: -soul flies out-