I hop out of bed and throw my bathrob on and start making breakfast. Scrambled eggs with sautéed carrots and peppers. I'm supossed to help his memory come back so I call every pigeon Kevin and we have carrots at least once a day. I also randomly shout, "NO! Jimmy protested," in class. I always have girls that giggle but Louis looks at me like I'm crazy. You said it in the first place.
As I am plating the food, Louis wanders into the kitchen in a t-shirt and jeans and sits down at the table. "Mmm, smells delicious. What is it?" he asks, blind.
"Look at your plate, copain. Scrambled eggs with sautéed carotte et poivron," I retort.
"English?"
"Carrots and peppers."
"Thank you."
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"Okay, today, class, we will be presenting our book reports on Mockingjay. But instead of this being judged solely by a person who has read the book, but also by someone who hasn't. Mr. Tomlinson will be helping me grade your presentations, and don't try anything my fangirls. It aint' gonna work. Up first, Crystal."
As Louis and I sit in the back of the classroom grading the book reports. Well, chapter reports. I have 27 students, one for each chapter. Everyone is summarizing, explaining characters etc, one chapter. When it is time for the real or not real scene, I ask Louis if he will go fill up my water bottle, but Charles, the kid who has a crush on me, offers to go. As this presentation goes on, Louis gives me looks. I told him it was from a book. Toward the end, he collapses, holding his head.
"Oh my gosh! Are you okay?" I scream.
"Fine, just a wave of memories giving me a headache."
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Winning Him Over..... Again
FanfictionOkay, this is going to be a book of 1D short stories. This is a slightly complicated process: Louis' stories will intertwine but not with the other boys'. Harry's stories will intertwine but not with the other boys'. So on and so forth.
