Things to look for in this chapter:

(F/B/F) Favorite Breakfast food

(Y/N) Your name (only first)

(Y/N/N) Your Nickname

~(Y/N) Pov:~

Beep! Beep! Beep! Bee-

I swing my arm in front of me, slamming my hand at the alarm clock to snooze it. A yawn escapes my mouth, rubbing my eyes from drowsiness. My (C/E) eyes open to a greeting white ceiling making me feel like an insect. I sit up looking at a familiar (F/C) room seeing pictures of myself posing in different outfits throughout my room. I'm not too fond of gazing at myself when I'm in this room, but my parents wouldn't let me get rid of them. I sigh, pushing myself off my warm, comfortable queen size bed onto the freezing fuzzy floor. I walk over to my walk-in closet to grab my school uniform for after I take a shower. Entering the bathroom, I turn on the shower so it can warm up.

'I swear these things get so irritating to wear.' My mind roams off imagining about who is going to be my PenPal in French is going to be. She said the school was named Collège Françoise Dupont or something like that. I jump in the shower feeling the warm water hitting my skin. This day is already making me go insane.

"Miss? Are you in there?" A male voice asked. I jumped slipping in the shower, which leads me to land on my back with a "thud."

"Miss?! Are you okay in there?!" the voice yelled/asked in a worried tone.

"Um... Yeah, I'm fine! I just slipped, nothing major" I said, sitting up, "I'm just gonna sit for a little bit" that's gonna leave a bruise. My body shakes from the pain and shock. Clumsy me I guess.

"That's good..... I have your schedule for today and breakfast is done."

"Hahaha okay, I'll be down there in a little bit" I carefully picked myself up from the ground and finished showering and turning the water off, grabbing a towel in the process. Opening the bathroom door, I entered my bedroom and gripping my towel tightly around my naked body. I looked for my uniform, but then something hit me. No, I didn't get hit in the head, but the moment of realization. It's in the bathroom...

"Oh, my Cheese curds" I mumbled, mentality smacking myself. Turning myself around, I stomped straight back in there. Can this day get any worse? After putting on my uniform, I exit my room feeling hunger race through me. I dash down the grand stairs towards the kitchen. The smell of (F/B/F) makes my mouth water in delight. It was very rare for me to eat those things since I have to stay on a diet for my modeling career. I slide onto the bar stool staring at the delicious food in front of me. I felt like I was in heaven. Grabbing a fork, I dug into my food. This was the only time I could eat... well not so formal.

"Wow, Miss. Taylor. You must be quite hungry" Mr. Tucker said. Mr. Tucker is my caretaker while my parents are occupied, so all the time. He gives me my schedule every day, makes sure I'm physically and emotionally okay and so forth. I turn my head, swallowing my food giving my brightest smile.

"I am, but again please don't call me 'Miss. Taylor'. Call me (Y/N)" I chirped. His eyes widen, but nods.

"I'm sorry Mis- I mean (Y/N). I'm not used to calling you by your name since your pare-"

"Well, I don't see my parents anywhere" I look around, passing my point, "so you don't have to worry about them. You don't have to talk to me so formally. It's not my style" I got off my seat going to the front door. My backpack was on the floor waiting for it to be carried. I grabbed it and turned around seeing Mr. Tucker taking his keys out.

"Now, let's get this day over and finish with."

~Time Skip at school in French class by PenPal~

I finally get to know who my Penpal is! I've been waiting for a week to find out who the lucky person I get to know.

'I wonder who Lexi has for a Penpal.' I walk towards my seat which is the front row in the class trying not to be noticed, but that failed.

"(Y/N/N)!!!" someone shouted rushing up to me. Before I had time to react, muscular arms wrap around from behind my waist. I squeaked turning around to see Jonas. The guy who I know has a total crush on me but is a major jerk to everybody, definitely to guys who talk to me or has a crush on me.

"Hey, Jonas..... What did I tell you about grabbing me?" I said attempting to pull away. He pulls me closer, faces only a couple inches apart. Blushing from how close we are, I hold an expressionless face.

"Aww, but I want to hold you a little bit longer," He said ignoring my question. I roll my (C/E) eyes. I could feel his breath on my neck, giving me shivers down my spine.

"Jonas, let go of me," I said sternly. I look at his brown eyes seeing disappointment. I sigh.

"Please?" Jonas grins and lets go of me staying as near as possible to me. Then the bell rings, making me feel relaxed. I go sit down in my seat as Mrs. Sawyer starts attendance. I glance at the empty seat on the right of me.

'Where's Lexi?'

'Idk probably late.'

'Of course, the bell already rang smarty pants.'

'Just remember you're talking to yourself.'

'Shut up! I know-'

"(Y/N) Talyor?" someone said getting out of my thoughts.

"Here!" I raised my hand saying I was present. Then the door swings open presenting the late Lexi. She was gasping heavily while carrying a couple rolled up banners. She is one of those girls who loves doing their projects. Also, she enjoys drawing and is very good at that.

"Miss. Johnson, you're late. What were you doing making you late for my class?" Mrs. Sawyer stated looking at Lexie. Everyone in the classroom gazed at her.

"U-Um I was assisting the principal with something." She walks up to her handing a red pass. The teacher nods at her and Lexi takes a seat next to me.

"Okay since everyone is here today you get your PenPals friend that you will be speaking to for the rest of the year. I am going to be handing everybody a piece of paper with the name of your PenPal buddy. Under their name is their email so you can communicate with each other. Remember to be friendly to your PenPals; cause this is gonna be the most percentage of your grade." Mrs. Sawyer said grabbing a stack of paper from her desk. She started handing out the documents to the class faced down. When she told us to flip, everyone flipped their paper. My (E/C) eyes widen. My PenPal is..... Adrien Agreste? Where have I heard that name before?

"I got Marinette Dupain-Cheng!" Lexie states flagging the piece of paper at my face, "Who do you have (Y/N)?"

"Adrien Agreste?" I questionably answered. Her eyes widened and squealed delightedly. I laugh at her weird behavior.

"Okay class settle down. For the rest of the class make sure you contact your PenPal and get some information about them for homework tomorrow" Mrs. Sawyer proclaims, going back to her work. 

Beep!

Everyone stopped what they were doing to hear the announcement to the classroom.

Mrs. Sawyer: Yes?!

Mr. Tomsin: Sorry for disturbing your class, but may Miss. Taylor come to my office straight away?

Mrs. Sawyer: Yes, that won't be a problem

As she turns towards me, I get up from my seat to grab by backpack. I nod and head straight out the door.

'What does the principle want now?' I walk down the formal hallway towards the office. This private school is for the kids who have rich families, so of course, it has to look like a castle. The school was originally a house that was built in the 1800s by some rich family, but that's all I know. I finally reach the office and open the door for myself walking to the front desk.

"Um... I was called by Mr. Tomsin to talk to him" I said nervously to one of the administers. I grip my bag tighter for comfort. Usually, if the principal calls you to your office, it's terrible news. Well at least in our school anyway.

"Yes. Follow me" He gets up and walks towards the principles office. As soon as he gets to the door, he knocks and turns the handle. Holding the door, I walk in seeing an older man sitting at a desk. He has short black pepper hair and is wearing reading glasses. He is also wearing a formal suit and shoes making him look older than he is. I think he is around his 50's, but you never ask an adult what their age is. It's rude to them.

"You wanted to speak with me, Mr. Tomsin?"

What I didn't notice though there were other people in the room.....
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Hahaha, Cliff Hanger. So what do you think Mr. Tomsin wants to speak to you about? What about those other people? Comment it down below, and if you guess, correctly I'll dedicate you to the following chapter. Deal? Okay, Deal!! See you in the next chapter guys!

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Alexis Out!!