➔ WORD OF THE CHAPTER: mignon

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I was over at Lizzie's house with Maya. She invited us over for a sleepover. My dad reluctantly agreed. I was super happy.

We were in her room, just hanging around and talking. They were mainly catching up. They would ask about my life as well.

"So... what do you think of charlie," lizzie asks me.

"Charlie? He's.. how- how do you say.. uh.. mignon," i tilt my head.

"You think he's cute," maya exclaims. I nod my head, "Yes! Cute! That's the word!"

Lizzie laughs. "How mignon. I totally ship it," she said.

I tilt my head, confused. "Ship it? Like a boat," i asked.

The two of them laugh together. "No.. we think you two would be cute together," maya explains. My eyes shoot up in understanding.

"Oh, merci," i blush at the comment.

ringgg

Lizzie pulls out her phone to answer it. "hold up, sorry," she says.

"Yes? What do you want?... No, i'm busy... i don't care... hmmm i guess... ah okay... we'll be there... bye berger," she hangs up the phone.

"What did he want," maya asks. "He wants us to go over to charlie's house with him.
For a "rager" to cheer him up," lizzie says.

"Want to go over to charlie's house, y/n," she winks. "Charlie's house," i repeat. I think for a moment, not wanting to lie my dad.

I nod and they smile.

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Berger knocks on his door.

We can hear music coming from the inside.

He opens the door. "Heyyy bergerr," he said in a really high pitch female voice.

Berger smiles for a second, before showing us.

"Hi!!" Lizzie exclaims coming from the side, revealing me and maya.

He has a really shock expression then he slightly shuts the door slowly, just to open it back a couple seconds later.

Berger mouths something to him.

Charlie looks surprised, "whaaaaat are you doing here," he said nervously.

"Berger said I could borrow your notes for.. uh that stupid test tomorrow," maya said.

"also, he said your dad abandoned you and you were listening to anne-marie alone," lizzie points out.

"Bonjour," i smiled, not knowing what the heck was happening.

"alright, let's get this rager started," berger told us.

He changed the song as we entered his house.

"Much better," maya says.

As i pass him he smiles and give a short wave. He slams the door after me then i see him storming to berger.

the three of us looked around his house as charlie pulled berger somewhere else.

Lizzie walked the other side of the house and maya and i went to the other.

After some time, Charlie comes and slowly creeps up behind us.

"Do you ladies want a.. sugary beverage," berger asks. "Lead the way," lizzie tells him.

Charlie comes over to me. "Hey, y/n," he smiles nervously.

"Salut, charlie! Your house is very cool," i tell him. "Thanks," he say, keeping the smile on his face.

"Wait, it's your birthday tomorrow," maya speaks up.

"You remember my birthday," charlie asks, looking over at maya. "No, it's on the photo," she say monotonously. "cool...cool."

"Oh! Happy early birthday, charlie," i told him. "Thanks," he smiles at me, then looks back at maya.

"I don't like to make a big deal.. I always feel birthdays disappointing," he says slowly. "Birthdays with divorce parents suck," maya says turning around to us. I was just listening in. Couldn't make out some of the words. Just birthday. Divorce. I.

I can feel the tension though. Did something happen between them?

"Tell me about it. My dad is the king of thoughtless airport gifts. Do you know how many butt pillows i have at home," he sighs.

I laugh at that.

"I think.. those are neck pillows," i chuckle. He looks down, in disbelief.

"This guy only has two forks. What is this guy, a serial killer.." lizzie says from the kitchen.

She talks pretty loud.

Charlie starts speaking to maya again. She was just messing with his house things and looking around.

"I want to uhm.. address the.. I don't know if you remember fifth grade-"

"Yeah. What did happen in fifth grade," she turns to look at him.

"I feel really bad about what i did.. and i don't um... know," he pauses.

"uh never mind.. oh y/n you should speak french to me," he smiles at me, moving his attention off from maya.

She shrugs and went back to probing around.

"You want me to," i ask him. "Yeah," he says. "Like what," i ask

"Anything," he shrugs.

"anything.. hmm," i begin to think.

"Comment ça va? je vais bien, et toi," i asked. "Oui?"

I laugh, "I said, how are you!"

"Ohh, i'm.. how do you say good," he asked. "bien," i told him. "i'm bien!"

I hold back in a smile.

"quel age as-tu," i continue to ask him stuff. "I heard age! I'm 13," he smiles. I nod.

"tu es d'ici," i asked. "uhh..."

"you from here," i clarified. "oh, yes! i am," he said.

"je pense que tu es mignon," i smiled at him. "oh yeah... i have no idea," he chuckles.

I hear maya giggling in the back. "She thinks you-"

"no, maya!"

"Wait! Maya, yes! please tell me," charlie pleads.

As he removed his hands off the table, he moves a glass cup.

Noises starts whirling.

"What's happening," she asks.

"Uh. What's- what's happening is i'm asking for some help-"

"no, no, no behind you," she says, turning us around as he was still speaking. He shuts up, his jaw drops. My eyes widen as i see a door, like thing. The three of us stare at it, frozen.

"Berger? Lizzie?" she calls out for them.

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