"Brilliant! Thank you, Miss French!"
“It makes my job worthwhile, girl,” she said.
Belle smiled and took her 本 gratefully. As she made her way back down the corridor, a door opened and Mr Thatch, who taught History, stuck his head out.
“Ah! Miss French! Could I have a word, please? Just quickly?”
Belle hesitated. The last time a teacher had 発言しました that to her, she had almost been abused twice in the same night. But then, she reflected, Mr Thatch wasn’t creepy. He was a bit of a nerd and Rapunzel swore blind that he sometimes debated 表示中 classical Greek and Roman statues to his students on the grounds of public nudity, so he was probably a bit of a prude, so she felt it was alright to trust him. Besides, now he seemed flustered as opposed to lecherous.
“What is it, Mr Thatch?”
“Ah, あなた see I made a classroom schedule for 次 week’s lesson; it was great, it was colour coded and everything. Long story short, Fluffy ate it.”
“Fluffy?”
“My cat.” Belle stifled a giggle. “And I can’t remember what I set as the assigned 読書 for 次 week. Well, you’re one of my students who listens, I’m sure you’ll know.”
“Yes, it was Pages 18-20.”
“18-20! Brilliant! Thank you, Miss French! Now I can make another schedule!”
Belle did giggle. “I always thought the excuse of a pet eating someone’s homework was made up!”
“No, no, it happens,” Mr Thatch replied, going back into the classroom. “I’m assuming you’ve done the 読書 already, Miss French?”
“Yes, Mr Thatch.”
“Good, well done. I’ll see あなた 次 week.”
“Bye, Mr Thatch.”
“And thanks, Miss French!”
Belle left, feeling suddenly confident again. She shouldn’t let what Mr Frollo had tried to do with her make her afraid of the other teachers. None of them were creepy in the same way; not even Mr Jafar, who she had always assumed would be, based on his looks, but was actually rather nice beneath all the strict layers. She knew now that he was just a teacher who wanted his classes to run smoothly and for his students to learn something, even if he had to beat it into them physically with a hammer.
Mr Wiggins, she had a great affection for, as did everyone else in his class. Mr Genie was the same; they liked to concentrate on making their classes fun for the students. Mr Phil was a bit of a stickler for discipline and fair play, and, she had to admit, that as a Sports teacher, it was pretty much required for him. Mr Nathaniel was nice and she enjoyed that he was their Book Club leader. Mrs Prudence could be a bit strict, but if something went wrong in one of her classes, she only gave her students a light scolding and a motherly hand in fixing the problem. Belle had come to learn that from several mishaps in the school kitchens! Mr Thatch was passionate about his subject although sometimes in class he could make the students laugh without even meaning to; like the time he had accidently leaned on the flipping blackboard too hard and the whole thing had flipped over, taking his with it. When he had finally got to his feet, he had half a map of Rome drawn on his waistcoat in chalk. Professor Porter, who led them in Science class, was in the same class as Mr Thatch. He was what some might call a bumbling old man, very nice and very eccentric with it. He reminded Belle of her own father, in a way.
Even Mr Ratcliffe and Miss Maleficent were very nice in spite of their status as Headmaster and Deputy Headmistress. Belle had met them both several times since her arrival at ディズニー High, and they always had a kind word または two to say as they passed.
It was only Mr Frollo who scared her. She was dreading the 次 class with him. What if he called her back again; what then? Automatically, she wondered what Adam would do, were he in her position. She suddenly stopped. Adam, why not ask Adam what she ought to do?
She made up her mind and quickly hurried in the direction of his room. She tapped on the door.
Inside Flynn groaned. “Some of us are trying to do homework, あなた know!”
“Oh, Flynn; sorry! It’s Belle!”
“Oh, hold on.” Flynn got to his feet and opened the door. “Hey, come in.”
“Oh, is Adam not here?”
“So あなた didn’t just drop によって to help me with Maths homework, then?” Flynn joked, closing the door behind her.
“Maths isn’t my strongest suit,” she admitted.
“Makes two of us,” Flynn chuckled. “No, I couldn’t concentrate with Adam, Aladdin, Hercules and John, who によって the way doesn’t even live in this room, talking, so I sent them out. I think they went to the pool または something.”
“Our school has a pool?”
“If you’d ever stick your nose outside of the library, you’d know this stuff!” Flynn joked.
Belle laughed. “Oh, well. Maybe I’ll catch up with him later.”
“Everything alright?” Flynn’s tone was serious now. “There’s nothing wrong, is there?”
“No, everything’s fine. I just wanted to ask him something.”
“Ah! 読書 あなた loud and clear!” Flynn grinned. “Ok, I won’t interfere!”
“What? How did あなた know?”
“Please! It’s pretty obvious!”
“Is it?” Belle blushed. “Who else knows?”
“I should think half the school’s figured it out によって now.”
Her blush deepened. “No one’s 発言しました anything.”
“Well, no one wants to embarrass あなた または push あなた into making the first move.”
“The first move?”
“You know, asking him out.”
Belle’s head shot up. “Asking who out?”
“Adam.”
Belle stared at him. “Flynn, I think we’re been getting our wires crossed. I just wanted to ask him about...something else.”
“Oh! あなた weren’t about to-?”
“No.”
“Oh.” It was Flynn’s turn to look embarrassed. “My bad. Forget I 発言しました anything.”
“Wait, so the whole school knows I like Adam?”
“Well, in a word, yes. または at least, the suspect it.”
“Does Adam know?”
“I think he’s the only person who doesn’t.” Flynn smiled. “I didn’t betray your secret, Belle, don’t worry.”
Belle felt relieved. So the whole school didn’t know about her encounter with Mr Frollo. That was alright. “Thanks, Flynn. But, wait, everyone thinks I should ask him out?”
“No, I think they’re expecting あなた to, because, well, I don’t think they can quite picture Adam doing that.”
Belle looked at him carefully. “Are you...saying he likes me too? In the way I like him?”
“Maybe.”
Her ハート, 心 leapt. “Flynn!”
Flynn smiled. “Congratulations. Look, let him come to あなた first, alright. Like I 発言しました before, he’s not great at letting people in; usually,” he added, as an afterthought. “You seem to be some kind of exception.”
Belle smiled. “Where did あなた say he was? The pool?”
“You’ve still got your map of the school, right?”
“Yes.”
“Well, just in case あなた can’t figure it out, it’s in the sports hall at the far end.”
“Thanks, Flynn.”
“Belle!”
She stopped at the door and turned back. “Yes.”
“I’m not saying that あなた will, but being his friend I feel entitled to ask you; please don’t hurt him in any way. He doesn’t need that.”
Belle smiled. “Trust me, that’s the last thing on my mind.”
"Flynn!"
Can't get it uploaded to フォーラ either; I think the site's going weird on me.
I've had this before; ok, just going to rant now because the site won't let me アップロード anything this short without a whole load of other stuff thrown in and all I want to do is アップロード a bloody picture but it won't let me!
So, anyway, the pic is from my ディズニー High fanfic and I promise I will get back to 書く that at some point, people, くま, クマ with me, I have several other projects on the go atm. The pic is supposed to 表示する Nancy as the school therapist but pics of her as アニメーション are so hard to get hold of, so she's still in her bridal gear (could have repainted the dress I suppose but I couldn't find a way to get rid of the veil, soz) and Belle, Lottie and Meg are part of a bigger crowd who turn up for one of her therapy sessions involving Trust Falls.
