"Don't do anything," Milly pleaded. "He's only going to use it against you, I promise."
Fleur looked at Lance and gently touched his wrist. "Do not do anything foolish, Lance," she said quietly.
He sighed, "Fine, I won't do anything."
Fleur smiled. "Wait here, we will be back out soon." She helped Milly walk over towards the bathroom to clean her up.
Lance leaned against the wall with a sigh, there were 5 minutes before school officially got out.
About 2 minutes later, Milly and Fleur reemerged, both smiling happily.
"Lance!" Fleur said his name and walked over to him. "Would you like to come to my house after school? I already invited Milly and I would like you to come to!"
"Sure," He smiled, "I have a car so I can get us there."
"Parfait!" Fleur enthused, tossing her hair over her shoulder.
"Hm, we should grab our stuff," He said walking toward his locker.
"Okay," Fleur agreed, heading towards her locker as well. Milly's was right across from the bathrooms, so she just walked a couple feet and spun the dial.
Lance grabbed his stuff and waited for the girls tp be done.
Milly finished quickly and met with Lance. "I think Fleur really likes you,you know?"
Fleur prepared to head back to Lance, but a low whistle from the end of the hallway. She quickly looked over, then narrowed her eyes and shut her locker.
"Hey, sexy," a voice purred as its owner approached.
"Va-t-en, crétin!" she shot back, hurrying down the hallway.
Rio laughed and jogged down the hallway. "I don't know what that means!"
"Good."
"You think so?" He asked, shutting his locker, and looked for Fleur. His eyes narrowed as he saw her hurrying toward him with Rio close behind, "Milly go on ahead and wait for us outside."
Milly's eyes widened and she hurried outside.
Rio caught Fleur's arm in a way that forced her to turn around and face him.
"Douche!" she snarled.
"Woah, that's a nasty word coming from such a pretty mouth," he purred.
"It is true!" she retorted. "You broke Milly's heart!"
He rolled his eyes. "Brunettes were yesterday. I'm into blondes…" At this he reached up and tugged on her hair.
"I'd step away if I were you. I don't believe she gave you consent to touch her. Heck, you know there's a teacher nearby, and unless you'd like to be charged for sexual assault, I'd move along," Lance clucked walking up to them, anger blazing in his eyes.
Rio's eyes moved over to Lance and he released Fleur's arm. "Geez, calm down…" he muttered, glaring at Lance before walking away quickly.
Fleur threw her arms around Lance's neck. "Thank you," she breathed.
"Of course," He hugged back then pulled away, "Come on, we don't want to keep Milly waiting, do we?"
"Of course not," she said simply. "Allons y!"
He smiled and hurried outside, "Hey Milly. Ready to go?" He pointed to the parking lot where his car sat.
"Yes," Milly said softly, looking between the pair. "What happened?"
"Rio tried to hit on me," Fleur explained, looking very unamused. "It didn't work."
"I stepped in before things went bad," Lance headed to his car and got in, "Whose riding shotgun?"
"What is shotgun?" asked Fleur right as Milly said, "Fleur can!"
"Front seat next to me," He responded.
"Oh," she said, blushing slightly and sliding into the seat. "I thought it was the passenger seat…"
"It is. Shotgun is just a fun name for it," Milly explained, getting in and sitting in the middle back.
Lance started the engine and pulled out of the parking lot, "Okay where do you live Fleur?"
Fleur gave him her address, and Milly let out a low whistle. Fleur looked over her shoulder. "What?"
"That's a rich neighborhood," Milly said softly.
Fleur blushed. "Oh…"
"Yeah, very rich," Lance kept his eyes on the road, "Did you live in a rich neighborhood in France too?"
"I don't know," Fleur said quietly. "I never thought of it that way before."
"Ah, well that's okay." Lance turned the corner and headed down her neighborhood looking for her house
Fleur pointed. "That one."
Milly's eyes dilated. "Oh my God… that's your house?!"
"Uh… yeah," Fleur whispered.
(I love how you just put a picture)
"Amazing," Lance gawked.
