Nicole and Open
Nicole was quietly people watching not really sure what to do with herself. She found it strange that she was paying more attention to the girls than the boys. Some of them were handsome, sure...but the girls, wow, the school was filled with drop dead gorgeous girls. Her mind began imagining certain activities with many of them.
She was brought back to reality though when she heard someone speak to her. She turned and gave a warm smile. As soon as she recognized it was Fred though, she got a bit nervous. Remembering when they met and what a spaz she must have seemed like to the other girl.
"Bonsoir, Winifred. Vous ĂȘtes belle!" she replied, not realizing she was speaking French. She was getting better at it, but it was hard not to naturally just speak French, like she did in Montreal. Without meaning to, her gaze got trapped appreciating Fred's cleavage. When she caught herself, she blushed.