Okay so Estella was a bigger problem than Christophe had originally thought. At lunch he sat down on the edge next to Gregory, Damien and Pip were across from them. Normal, right?

Wrong. 

Estella had decided to walk over and sit down next to Gregory, that wasn't even the worst part- she brought a friend she made named Bebe. Bebe got along with almost every girl anyways so that wasn't a surprise- Christophe was just mad that his personal space was being intruded.

Their chattering was rattling Christophe's head and he squeezed his hands into fists before standing up and stormed off out of the cafeteria.

Gregory noticed Christophe getting tense and then realized Christophe was leaving, "wait- Christophe!" He called, trying to stand up, but Bebe pulled him down into his seat.

She rolled her eyes, "oh come on, Greg, he's not a baby," she insisted as she flipped her blond hair over her shoulder.

Damien and Pip shared a look. They wanted to go check on their friend but didn't want to leave Gregory alone- they figured the latter had a bigger consequence so they stayed put.

Estella hummed as she leaned against the table, "what exactly is your relationship with Christophe?" She questioned, her eyes glinting.

Gregory looked uncomfortable by that question but answered truthfully- as much as he could anyways, "he's my best friend," he replied.

Bebe snorted, "they also live together, "she added, looking at her nails.

Estella blinked, "you live together? Do you have your own place already?"

"Erm... no, nothing like that. He's been living with my family since he was eight- more like a foreign exchange student except he wasn't exchanged," Gregory didn't want to say the truth about Christophe being adopted into his family, because he knew for a fact that once they came out if anyone knew that information they would cry incest and wouldn't leave them alone- even though they weren't raised as siblings and only needed the adoption for Christophe to have a home.

Pip bit his lip as he gently reached out his hand, "uhm, my name is Pip, and this is Damien," he introduced himself.

Estella nodded and gently shook his hand back, "I'm Estella, Gregory told me about you," she said as she pulled her hand back.

Damien sighed standing up, "I'm going to find Christophe, Pip you stay here," he commanded- though it wasn't in a mean way.

Pip smiled, "sure, no problem," he gave him a thumbs up.

For extra measure, in case Estella got any ideas, Damien leaned down and gave Pip a light peck before whistling as he walked off.

Estella watched the interaction with interest, "oh so there's gay couples here? Is it just you?" She asked curiously.

Gregory shook his head, "no, there Pip and Damien, Craig and Tweek, and Kyle and Kenny," he answered for Pip, knowing the smaller blond got nervous about those kind of things. He was a devout Christian so accepting his sexuality was a hardship.

Bebe filed her nails, "the cutest couple is Craig and Tweek. First openly gay couple and its sweet to watch Craig be soft instead of an asshole for once," she told her with a small smirk.

Pip laughed a bit, "I just think Craig is just more closed off and straightforward than most," he added.

Meanwhile Damien had followed the sounds of swearing and lockers being kicked. He spotted Christophe loitering around his locker, "yo, you okay?" 

Christophe looked up and raised a brow, "haah? I'm peachy, why do you ask?" He questioned rhetorically, rolling his eyes.

Damien shrugged and walked up next to him, "I have some cigs, wanna smoke them with me?" 

"Yeah, merci," Christophe thanked as he followed Damien to the second floor bathroom- the one that had a window that could open and you could sneak out onto the roof. Which they did.

They smoked in silence for a few minutes until Damien spoke up, "that Estella girl seems like a total bitch."

Christophe snorted, "don't let Gregory hear you say that, he'll go on a rant about being polite to the new people or whatever," he took a long drag of the cigarette and sighed out a smoke puff.

Damien hummed, "true, but she's obviously into him," he took smaller puffs, "wouldn't surprise me if she wormed her way into our friend group because Gregory is too nice."

"Funnily he's only nice to women, that bastard, he knows he looks attractive and it boosts his already fat ego," Christophe complained as he muttered a quiet 'piggy' after.

That got Damien to chuckle, "she didn't ignore Pip like she did you," he informed, rolling the cigarette between his fingers.

"Yeah, well, no offense to Pip he's a fucking twink, not exactly the most attractive to straight women," Christophe teased lightly.

"And you're a twunk with an attitude, no wonder she's concerned about her chances with Gregory," Damien teased right on back.

"Gregory is too pretty for his own good," Christophe scowled, "he has a handsome face, a lean body, and nice hair... no wonder people fall for him all the time."

"Normally they're scared away as soon as they see your glare though, Estella seems different," Damien added, putting the cancer stick out beneath his shoes.

Christophe did the same and also stayed silent. He knew that as well and that was what bugged him most. He wanted her to run off with her tail between her legs, but something in his head told him he was actually worried about his relationship.

The two slipped back into school just in time for the bell to ring, and as they walked down the hall to class they met up with their respective boyfriends. Except Gregory was preoccupied in a conversation with Estella.

Christophe's face immediately soured and he crossed his arms impatiently, "Gregory."

Said blond looked up and his eyes brightened, "there you are. You had me worried, 'tophe," he told him as he took a few steps over to him.

The French boy snorted, "oh really?" and motioned to Estella with his eyes. She caught them and they hardened in response.

"Yes really, and honestly she doesn't bite. We were just talking about our favorite places in England!" Gregory looked happy that he could share this kind of conversation with someone. Pip was born in England as well, but he lived at an orphanage and never really got to explore the country.

Since Gregory seemed happy the brunet kept his snottiness back a bit, "right..." he looked at Estella and decided that if she were going to keep bothering them he might as well apologize to look good for Gregory, "I'm Christophe, sorry for being a bitch I guess."

Gregory immediately knew something was up. Christophe didn't normally apologize without Gregory literally forcing him to. Estella forced a polite smile and nodded, "yeah you were, but it's whatever."

Damien couldn't hold back his laugh and Christophe was FUMING. Pip looked awkward and laughed lightly as he grabbed Christophe's arm, "come on we have class."

Christophe glared at Estella's smirk as he was pulled away by Pip, Gregory bid her a goodbye and followed his friends.