It was the time of the Paris Trip for both Truham and Higgs. Students would be in Paris for a week, both for the end of the school year, and to practice their French. The rules for room arrangements were for only boys to be with boys, and for only girls to be with girls. Some students were disappointed about that, while others couldn’t care in the slightest.

After a day of exploring Montmartre, the students settle down for an authentic French dinner at L’ Escalier (which is of course paid for by the two teachers supervising this trip). You, Nick, and your friends were all sat at the table, with the exception of Imogen’s “boyfriend,” Ben.

You all were eating your choice of food, when you couldn’t help but get the feeling of someone looking at you… you look up, only to notice Nick bashfully avert his eyes. “Sorry… I uh.. I was just wondering what you’ve ordered. Is that the Blanquette de Veau?” He asked, trying to hide the fact that he’d been looking at you prior to his question.