"Bonjour, quel est..vo...vo..." Mikey stumbled over his words as he gazed down into the old french text book trying to study with his friend, Frank.
"Come one, Mikey, you almost have it!" Frank cheered Mikey on as he had trouble for the third time today with the same saying. Mikey, isn't the best in the French language. He failed nearly every exam they had. He never did his homework because he wouldn't get what the sheet was saying then he'd get frustrated. They he'd give up.
But Frank, on the other hand, was amazing in the french language. He's had a love for it since he was young. When he realized that his friend was failing the class and the next exam determined whether he passed the class or not. Mikey was trying hard for this exam. He wanted to pass it. He needed to pass the exam. He'd study every night with Frank and he's try ten time harder to ace this exam.
"Bonjour, quel est votre nom?" Mikey murmured unsure if his answer was right or not. Frank smiled and nodded.