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"You can keep me from saying it but you know the truth Nathalie. We see it, others see it, except for the two of yo...
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MONACO: October 2003
A young Charles Leclerc found himself sneaking through the neighborhood, he had just escaped his older brother, successfully evading school.
He had plans for himself other than going to school. He planned on visiting the nearest karting track around his home and spend the day there. He knew that the owner would not question him seeing as he told the owner he was homeschooled.
As he checked if the coast was clear, he went out of hiding and let out a breath of relief. Although, this was replaced with shock and a scream when a hand was placed on his shoulder.
He turned behind him to see a young girl looking at him questioningly. He recognized the girl as someone that goes to the same school as him but not in the same class.
"Hé, je te connais."
(Translation: "Hey, I know you.")
"Non, ce n'est pas le cas." Charles said with a shake of his head. But the brunette furrowed her eyebrows, "Ouais, c'est vrai ! Tu es le garçon sur lequel les professeurs insistaient parce que tu ne vas pas à l'école." She said.
(Translation: "No, you don't." "Yeah I do! You're the boy that the teachers stressed about because you don't go to school.")
Charles shrugged, "Il y a de meilleures choses que l'école." She crossed her arms, "Comme quoi?"
(Translation: "There's better things than school." "Like what?")
Despite the girl reprimanding her school mate, she was intrigued at what could be more interesting than her next art class. Charles smiled at her, "Laisse moi te montrer." He said as he grabbed her hand and pulled her.
