Musical One Shots

Leggy: The Frenchman

Peggy POV:

Samuel Seabury walked up to me.

This outta be good. I thought.

"Hey Peggy, wanna go out with me?" Asked Seabury.

Was he actually asking me out. Me? The shyest kid in school?

I didn't know what to say so I just nodded a bit.

"Ok, cafe. After school." He said as he walked away.

This should be fun.

To say I was nervous was a big understatement.

I was so nervous that I wasn't paying attention where I was walking and ended up bumping into someone.

"I-I'm sorry-" I stuttered.

"It is fine mademoiselle. Excusez-moi." Said a very manly french accent.

I looked up to see the handsomest man I have ever seen.

"O-ok... bye I guess..." I said quietly, walking past him to class.

[Time skip to after school]

I walked to the cafe for my date with Samuel. Saying I was nervous was, as usual, an understatement.

I sat at a booth and waited. And waited. And waited.

Samuel was 30 minutes late.

Soon enough, I heard the door of the cafe jingle. I looked up but it wasn't Samuel. It was that French guy I bumped into earlier.

She seemed to notice me because he came over to where I was sitting.

"Bonjour again." He said in his thick french accent. "What is a belle mademoiselle like you doing all by yourself."

"Waiting for my date... I guess I should of known it was fake." I replied, extremely quietly.

"Pourquoi?"

"People like to ask me out for fun... they think it's funny since no one likes me. I should have known..." I said, starting to cry.

He took my hand and rubbed my back.

"People do like you... especially me." The Frenchman said.

I looked up at him.

"Wh-"

"You're beautiful" he cut me off.

I blushed, wiping my tears.

"You don't even know me... how could you possibly like me..." I just barely got out.

"I've noticed you. I waz just so nervous to ask you out zat I had to bump into you for you to notice me. You are not invisible Peggy. You are amazing!"

I blushed. No one ever said that about me before.

"So mademoiselle Peggy, will you go out with me?" He asked.

I nodded and hugged him.

I was noticed! Someone noticed me! I felt... loved.

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A/N: Hiya! This was kinda hard to write honestly. It hit deep because, yes I have friends and I have you guys but I don't get noticed a lot. Honestly, I think I just need more attention but I don't know why. During break, I try to sing out loud, hoping someone will notice me or say that I sound good. Waving Through A Window (Dear Evan Hansen) has strong affect on me even though sometimes I don't see it. I guess sometimes I realize I don't need attention but then again, attention is needed to get to Broadway. Anyway, that was my rant. Goodnight!