Part 1: The News

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Key terms~ (y/n) is your name

(C/n) is your crush's name              

(H/l) is hair length

(H/c) is your hair color                                                                 


   ~Nobody's POV~ 

(Y/n) Cheng believed she lived a normal life that would never change. She had great friends, a nice apartment in New York City, and her crush actually noticed her and was her friend. But in the last week of her summer vacation, that all changed...


~(y/n/)'s POV~

It was the last week of summer vacation, and my 3 besties ( Hannah, Elise, and Isbelle) and I decided to celebrate by going to Elise's summer house to relax in her hot tub. Since I was the last one to arrive, I walked in on them talking about BTS, Why Don't We, Panic! At the disco etc.

Hannah was the first to notice me, and she was about to say something to the others, but I put my finger to my lips, the universal sign for her not to say anything. She quickly nodded, and Isabelle must thought she was nodding about what she was saying because she loudly said " I KNOW RIGHT?!?!?" And continued talking.

Being the mature person I am, I walked behind Elise ad Belle, and screamed " IM HOMEEEEE!!!" Which caused the to scream with me. They gave me a death glare and Hannah was trying not to laugh.

" Let's get changed into our suits" Elise said, trying to change the subject.We quickly agreed and changed into my cute red and floral suit.

When I was done changing, I quickly went to the back porch and slid into the hot tub

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When I was done changing, I quickly went to the back porch and slid into the hot tub. After a couple minutes, Elise sat next to me and we began to talk about how usless taking Greek was in school.After a few minutes of talking, I was beginning to wonder were Hannah and Belle were. I was about to mention this to Elise, but then the two girls came sprinting out of the house with fancy sandwiches, drinks, and a trail mix of goldfish, Cheeze-itz, and pretzels. And they all had a little bin with floaties on it so you could eat or drink in the water.

After about an hour of gossiping, Isabelle randomly says " so (y/n), I heard you like (c/n)." At that point, I felt my heart beat bout a thousand times faster. How did she find out? Who else knows? Not wanting Hannah and Elise to find out I actually like (c/n), I lie.

"W-what? Phhf. Nope.totally don't like him... he's one of my better guy friends." Elise and Hannah look at me like I'm crazy.Isabelle, on the other hand, doesn't even notice and continues talking. " Oh okay..'cause he asked me out last night and I said yes."

I felt my jaw drop. My best friend is dating the boy I love?  Realizing my jaw is still open, I quickly start rambling about random stuff. " WHAT?? When's the wedding,you'll invite me, right?can I be the flower girl. How many kids are you plannn-"

"(Y/n)!!!My gosh girl WAY too soon." Isabelle says with a small smile.

I quickly duck my head under the water to hide the tears that are about to start flowing down my face, which results in my (h/l) (h/c) hair sticking to my face and floating around me.

As my friends were laughing at my sudden action, my phone starts to buzz.Elise grabbed it, answered the call, and put it on speakerphone. As she did this, she mouthed the words 'it's your mom'.

"Hey mom, what's up?" I said sighlently cringing at how bad it sounded. She simply responded     " (y/n), how long have you been taking your French classes again?"

" um... 6 years?why does it matter-" "good..great actually! I got a job offer in Paris, and I accepted It! We're leaving tonight. Don't worry about your stuff. It's already been shipped to my new mansion.I'll have my assistant pick you up from Elise's in 20. Be ready" she then hung up.

I was stunned. I look up and see that Hannah is silently sobbing, Elise had dropped my phone in the pool. Luckily my phone was water-proof. As i look towards Isabelle, she is just looking at me.she slowly swims to me and hugs me. Elise and Hannah join the hug too. 

We quickly get out of the pool and change into a black and white striped shirt, black pants, a black sweater, and some black shoes.

We quickly get out of the pool and change into a black and white striped shirt, black pants, a black sweater, and some black shoes

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All that's left to do is wait. As I'm waiting, I decide to write a note.

                                         ~time skip brought to you by your authors lazyness~

As my mom's limo pulls up to the driveway, i quickly give Isabelle the note i made and said " can you please give this to (c/n)? It would mean a lot to me." 

" of course girl! Don't worry about it." She replies. We quickly have a group hug , and i rush into the limo, and as we're leaving, i can feel a tear slide down my face.  Ill never see my friends again.


~Isabelle's POV ( bet you weren't expecting that)~

As (y/n)'s limo leaves, i look at the note she told me to give to (c/n). I know I shouldn't read it, but curiosity got the better of me and i read it.

             (C/n),

I want you to know that i really, REALLY like you. Like, a lot. I know you are with Isabelle now and  if you are happy with her, i will be happy for you too. In case no one has told you yet, I'm moving to Paris,France with my mother . Just to let you know. If you want to contact me, my number is ( insert phone # here).

      ~(y//n) <3

I read over the letter a couple times, astonished at what (y/n) had wrote. I cant believe i never noticed, how could i be so ignorant about this? As i carefully remolded the letter, i couldn't help but think-"I'm the reason (c/n) isn't with (y/n).


A/n- there it was. My first chapter. Also, this is my first fanfic, so i hope you like it.

And what shall I be called....you may call me... Frenchie...

-Frenchie


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