I got up the suivant morning and went down stairs. Everyone was gone except for Lola who was sitting at the cuisine table, tableau with a number of livres in front of her.
"What are toi doing," I asked curiously.
"School," she stated simply.
"Usually toi do school at school. So, why are toi not there," I asked confused.
"I accueil school, toi idiot," she said.
"Well, I did not know," I stated clearly.
"Whatever," she a dit as she rolled her eyes.
"Your eyes must hurt," I said.
"Why," Lola asked very confused.
"Because toi roll your eyes, a lot," I a dit laughing a little bit.
"Oh whatever," she said, "how old...
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