Anna started walking and screaming for Jessica. "Jessica! Jessi! Jessi! Jessica!" But she couldn't find her. But just then, she bumped into something...but rather, someone.
"Anna, hello -- Anna! What's wrong?! Looks like you've been crying! Are you alright, dear?"
Ah, this was Miss Philips from French class. Miss Philips wasn't French herself, but she did love the French language.
She was also a kind and understanding young teacher, about in her early twenties.
Anna was faced with a decison to make.
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