your mother's POV
I walk into the house and see _______ sleeping on the couch. Then I see a very handsome blonde boy sleeping on the chair across from her. I shake him awake. His blue eyes looked at me with surprise. "Bonjour mademoiselle. You must be ______ mother,oui?"he asks. His French accent was a surprise to me. "Yes, I am. Hello." He stands up. He was rather tall. "My name is Francis Bonnefoy. I am a friend of _____." I smile. She mentioned something about a boy she liked at school. I can hardly get a word out of her. She's so shy she can barely even talk to her own mother. I hug him. His face holds a surprised look on it. "What iz zis for?" he asks. I just start crying. "You're the first friend I've known she has. She actually spoke to me saying there was someone she liked." He blushes. "I like her too." he says. He turns and looks at her as she wakes up.
"Francis....why are you still here? I figured you would have gone home." you whispered. He looks a you and smiles. You feel your insides heating up. You feel like you can't talk anymore. Your face is bright red. He sits right next to you and you stiffen. Your heart is racing. "Why would I leave you alone,mon cheri? Zat would be rude of me to leave you alone when you're sick." Your mother looks at you with surprise. "You're sick?! ________ why didn't you tell me?!" she practically sprints to hug her, pushing Francis out of the way. "You silly girl, why didn't you tell me?! You know I worry when you're sick." she cried, rubbing her face on yours. You look down,"I know, that's why I didn't tell you. I don't like it when you worry." you whisper. Your mom hugs you tighter. "Mom..."
"What is it,________?" she asks, her voice already shaky with worry.
"Can you let go? I can't breath." she laughs as she lets go. Suddenly knocking at the door disturbs the moment. You go up and it's the Japanese boy and another boy that looks similar to the loud,obnoxious boy but he has a curl on his head. They had books and papers in their arms. "Hero,miss _______. Me and Matthiew had to bring you your work. Are you feering better?" he said, his accent making it hard to take him seriously. You smile weakly,"Yes, I am feeling better. Thank you for asking,Kiku." You look over at the other boy. "Thank's for helping Kiku bring my work,Matthiew." He looks around, as if I was talking to someone behind him. Then he looks at you."You're talking to me? Not someone else?!"he asks,his voice being almost as quiet as yours. You hold a surprised look on your face. "Well of coarse,is there any other Matthiews around here?"your quiet voice laughs. He puts the books down and grabs your hands."I think I love you." the way he said it, you had no idea if he was being serious or just joking. Either way your face went red. "A-Alright then, I better get to work then."you laughed nervously. They went off but Francis stayed. "You're not very good wis guests are you,mon cheri?" he laughs. You shake your head,"As you may very well know, I'm not good with people in general." Your mom looks at you in surprise. Francis looks at her. "Iz something wrong?" he asks,his voice sounding concerned.
"She's never talked that long to anyone." she said.