-Eula- Danger! High Voltage

[William Andre Dupont]

The sun filtered through the windows and shone brightly against the white tiled floor, forcing William to squint his dark eyes momentarily. He was sitting in a corner booth within Pauly D’s waiting for Eula Poe, who happened to like taking her sweet time, it seemed. A plump, middle aged woman walked over with a trey balanced on one hand, mountains of food being transferred on top of it. She paused in front of his table and laid down a plate of hash browns and another of pancakes covered with fresh fruit. Sadly, they did not sell crepes at this fine establishment.

It was something he’d been craving since he had left home to return to Bouscher, his mother made the most excellent mango crepes. “Does everything look alright?” the woman asked in a monotone, William nodded quickly and smiled without glancing at the food. She had interrupted his nostalgic musings, which was probably for the best. He didn’t want to be surprised by the brunette ballerina on her arrival; she had surprised him in France with a chilled glass of wine to the lap. That was something he was not eager to repeat with hot coffee or ice water, whatever ballerinas drink.

He and Eula had gone met previously this summer, her touring his home city and William getting a small taste of home before returning to art school in the fall. The charm she emitted was just too alluring and somehow he ended up switching from a prestigious New York art school to Bouscher, an even more prestigious arts school. The decision seemed like a no brainer. A better school and a fire cracker like Eula all in one move, of course, he would never admit that he came for Eula. He came for his education, his art.

[eulaline alette poe]

finally, eulaline had an opportunity to see william andre dupont. the ballerina had been so busy with dancing that she hadn't gotten a chance to see him, let alone her best friends. but finally! finally, she could prove to everyone that the beautiful french boy whom she met was not a hoax. she hadn't made him up! william had actually come to join her at bouscher, and eulaline was enthralled. she knew she was late, but she had to make sure to tie her hair in the perfect ponytail. "william deserves you at your best," she told her reflection. and eulaline poe was definitely at her best. she was wearing her favorite ballet-inspired cheetah print dress. its top was cheetah print, with a pink ruffle-y tutu-esque skirt. and for an extra bam! eulaline threw on a matching, pink heart-shaped necklace. she blew a kiss to her beautiful reflection. yep, when she arrived, william would go on a knee and pull out a ring, proposing to her. god, she wished. anyway, she hoped he would worship her.

eulaline tucker her feet into her pointed-toe black ballet flats and skipped out the door, grabbing her silver wallet on the way out. she walked to pauly d's, excitement in every step she took. as she approached the diner, she saw william through the window, sitting in a corner booth. eulaline squealed to herself, tucked a strand of loose hair from her ponytail behind her ears, and tried to contain all her happiness as she walked through the doors of pauly d's. she scanned the restaurant, starting at the side she knew william wasn't sitting. eulaline didn't want to seem too obvious! when her eyes finally landed on william's face, the brunette beamed and walked as calmly as she could towards him. "dr. dre!" she squealed as she approached william for a hug. "ça va? i missed you! how have you been?" eulaline hugged william tightly before taking a seat across the booth from him. "gosh, it's been so long! i missed that french charm of yours."

[William Andre Dupont]

William tapped the side of his thumb against the table, waiting for his companion to arrive. He reached forward and picked up his mug. "dr. dre!" William looked up at the sound of a girlish squeal and saw Eula approaching; he got to his feet as she arrived.
“Bonsoir, ma chère,” he returned her hug and waited until she was seated before following suit. She inquired to his well-being in French. “Je vais bien, et vous?” he answered and returned the question with a large smile. ”i missed that french charm of yours." she commented casually, William laughed loudly and nodded. “It’s hard to resist, I know,” he winked at her and leaned back in his seat.

“Tell me, how have you been since you left?” he asked, he reached for the cigarettes in his pocket but paused and silently cursed the anti-smoking trend that had recently swept through the States. He had grown so accustomed to smoking whenever he pleased while he was visiting Cannes and now, that ability was gone. He tried to disguise his move as him merely adjusting his faded blue v-neck shirt. He toyed with his sunglasses resting on the table as he waited for Eula to fill him in on her Island Adventures.

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[eulaline alette poe]

"bien, bien!" eulaline answered william's small talk en français, clasping her hands together and leaning forward towards the handsome french man sitting across the booth from her. before, eulaline planned to ask william about where he had been and why he had taken so long, but now that he was sitting in front of her, all she wanted to do was ask him where he had been all her life, and tell him about how fantastic life would be now that he was here at bouscher. when he asked how she had been, eulaline leaned backwards on the chair, still maintaining her perfect ballerina posture. "gosh, william. i've been fantastic. i missed the first few days of classes because of you! remember how i almost didn't come back here? oh gosh, that trip was wild. and now, bouscher academy will be wild! i've been great though. i've been dancing every day and it's been really intense. my feet have expressed their anger towards me but it's hard to stop when i'm in the moment. that's really how i spend most of my days. i haven't gone camping in forever; it's quite a shame. i miss the whole dirty beer pong by the campfire business. even though i share a dorm with my best friends, i never see them because i've been so busy… oh my goodness, william, you have to meet my friends! they're fantastic people, you'll probably love them. ramilda is this kook who thinks that she can dance and only knows two words of spanish. she's kind of dim witted, but that's why i fancy her. and kennis is this posh, eloquent, witty redhead who is quite old-fashioned actually. she loves the idea of men waiting hand and foot on her and because she's so gorgeous it actually works. really, you'll love them. i'm sure of it."

eulaline nodded her head, "oh, well we're having a slumber party in our dorm tomorrow night. you should come! oh gosh, william, it'll be fantastic. you can pick me up after my dance practice around six-thirty and we can be fashionably late to the whole get-together." eventually eulaline realized she hadn't asked william about anything concerning him. "oh, but enough about me," she insisted, "how have you been? oh my goodness, seriously. what have you been up to since you've been here on ehu island? have you gone exploring much? what do you think of the weather? the people? the food?" she had a million questions to ask him and could listen to that hot piece of french meat for hours and hours.

[William Andre Dupont]

william nodded as eula regaled him with stories of her home, he turned to look at the window and saw a slender girl walking down the sidewalk. he turned to face eula in an attempt to ignore the temptation of checking out the girl’s ass. he figured he should at least wait until he had been here for a week before checking out any girls while he was anywhere near eulaline poe. he nodded as he listened to her tell him about her friends, the cheetahs.
“kennis and ramilda, oui?” he repeated the names aloud, not walking to screw it up and call them kamildis which sounded like some horrible venereal disease or choebbles which just sounded like a japanese eatery and offend them right off the bat.

“should i bring a gift? to win them over,” he added quickly, even after living in the states, he forgot that gift giving when invited to parties was strictly an “adult” custom. she didn’t seem to mind though, and fired off a round of questions regarding island life for him to answer. he considered each question briefly for answering back. ”i wanted to save most of the exploring until i was with an expert,” he winked at her, being french made even the most gag-inducing lines seem at least slightly romantic. ”it’s rather humid around here, but the island is quite gorgeous, the ocean the trees and even the people. everyone has been very friendly especially at the parties, he tugged at the collar of his shirt, as if even speaking of the heat would make him break out in a sweat and smiled at her.

“the food is very tropical, but i think i’ll get used to it,” he looked at his plate and realized now that he wasn’t even remotely hungry. all he wanted was to catch up with the ballerina sitting before him. “you said earlier of your dancing that it was paining you. perhaps you should take a break for a few days? his leaned against the table and looked at her. ”to show me around, of course,” he added as an afterthought.

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[eulaline alette poe]

"oui, kennis and ramilda," eulaline responded with enthusiasm. she was all too eager for her friends to meet this hot gypsy of hers. "and oh! i guess you could bring a gift if you wanted. i think they'd adore that," she was more keen to the idea the more she thought about it. after all, she wanted william to impress her friends, too. he had to come off as perfect. it had been a while since eulaline poe had had a love interest, so she definitely wanted the cheetahs to think she was waiting for the perfect man. eulaline tilted her head, admiring james's william's perfect hair and perfect nose. god, they would have beautiful babies. she stared at him longingly as he spoke in that sexy french accent of his, half-hearing that he wanted to be with an expert when he was going to explore and half-hearing i want to fuck you in the forest. she had to shake herself out of her trance (what the fuck was this guy, a veela?) to respond to what he said. "uh.." she started, trying to separate what she wished he would have said and what he really said. "oh, oh right. isn't it gorgeous? we'll have to go camping sometime! oh, my friends love to go camping. there are fun clubs, too. we should go to the gay bar. i'll bet you'll be a hit there!" she couldn't say that without sounding offensive, but really didn't care. she knew every man and every woman would be attracted to this beastly gypsy in front of her.

eulaline laughed at william's comment of the food being very tropical. after living on ehu island her entire life, she never thought about how the food she ate would be tropical. rather, she thought of it as very normal and everyday. tropical seemed like such an exotic word, but then again ehu island was quite exotic! the waitress in a light green button up collared dress then came to take eulaline's order. "er, i'll just have water and an apple, please," she requested with a smile. eulaline wasn't even very sure she wanted to eat the apple, but she hadn't eaten anything all day and didn't want to give william a hint that she was unhealthy. once the waitress left, william suggested eulaline to take a few days off from dancing. eulaline widened her eyes. while she was in france, she occasionally took a few days off to go exploring with william but it left her in mediocre state, by her standards. "oh, i dunno…" she wanted to drop everything for him, she really did, but dancing was eulaline's life. "how about we explore the island in the afternoons? i can miss dance squad practice for sure, but i'm never going to take a break!" taking a break was really a fantastic suggestion in the long run, but eulaline wouldn't think of resting now. she couldn't let the other girls in her classes get ahead of her. no way in hell. "do you have any idea as to what you might want to do first?"