Timothy:
I looked through a book from the library and found my place in an empty hall. I had taken the book Our Lady of the flowers. Professor Cedric was sitting in his office, sipping tea. He offered me a cup. I smelled the cup. "Very strong hibiscus tea. Why?"
Professor Cedric smiled, "my dear boy,Always a little adventuress" I laughed, then sat on the chair and started reading
Minutes pass at lunchtime. I had reached the end of the book when the bell rang. I decided to review it at home.
I carefully put the book in my school bag. It is raining now, and if something happened to the book, I would rather die than lose it. I took off the rain coat and put it on the bag quickly. I ran to the bus. I sat down as if I felt fire in my hands they were very red. I opened the bag and checked the book. It was safe.
"Damn," I looked beside me
It's Emanuel, "Let's repeat the scene again. You're running in the rain and I'm following you."
"Great idea." I was laughing my stomach off
"I own this...Fanity Fair and I don't mind us reading it together."
"How did you look at the book?"
"I'm in the office, in the back office, drinking coffee and discussing an important matter with the professor. It's about a habbit you know. She says that I smoke, and I prove to her that I don't, with an evidence that I don't. Oh, it's a bad habit of lying. I smoke, but don't worry, I'm clean look to my nails" Emanuel laughed.
I smiled, "You seem more like a bully than a serious person."
"Oh oui..oui I understand what you are saying whether you mean I am evil or not"
"Maybe we should worry about something else."
I sank into the chair
"Oh, I'm kidding." Note: He laughing for the first time after the announcement of the funeral of the girl Pamela.
I tried to lighten the heavy burden on us, and I found that he really meant to be joking it was the language of us.
He put his legs on the opposite chair. He was ruining the girl's hairstyle. She is a redhead. "What do you think about this? A fat girl is a great pig for boys." I was blushing, trying to end the argument between them. She always saw us and said in a stupid things like, "Faggots" they fighting It continued like this until I got home. I took off my shoes and put them in I went up to my room while eating chocolate and sat on the bed
I opened my bag and found inside it two books, Vanity Fair and Our Lady of the Flowers. I found part of a piece of paper on which he wrote.
"Monsieur merci a lot"
I finally found a reason to feel happy sincerely Emanuel