Expectations Lost

So as I've expressed before, I had a lot of anxiety about my French class. The main problem with my French class, despite the fact it was my favorite class last year, is that she's in it. I came to school today, and stayed up all night cause of anxiety, thinking in French I was gonna end up sitting next to her cause of alphabetical sitting. But my teacher changed things up and we could sit wherever we want. I was comfortable in the class, comfortable enough to make a fool of myself. There's still some major differences compared to last year though. For one, I was new to french so learning it was easy. This year it's a continuation of what we were supposed to have remembered from last year, which I so casually forgot. The next is I had a kid in my class that was why I wasn't a B student in there. Now I knew French, and did well on tests, but I didn't do so well with the classwork. Not just not wanting to do it, but not wanting to do writing. He's not in my class this year, he skipped to French III. Now the final difference is what I'd already noted, SHE'S IN IT. Now my goal this school year wasn't to avoid her until she was just a painful memory and I was just an annoying memory, hell no. My idea was I'd just see how things played out. Last year I was most comfortable in French, it was like my Math and Science class in Eighth grade on terms of freedom and socialality. In short, I could be my goofy, wacky, dickhole self and not be worried. Even though the fact that I think it should work in my favor with her just deters it from being effective. But, she and I became friends over fucking around in class. Then it just continued on Facebook. So I figured, it if the environment is like the same one I had in Eighth when she and I got superclose, we were chatty with each other in Seventh too but not as much, maybe it'd cause it to happen again. Of course there's as many differences between those two situations as there are between this year and last year. But, what my friend did note, it seemed that she wasn't comfortable in class. She sat by herself, didn't even try to talk to some of the kids that I know she considers friends. While before I even got in the classroom a girl shouted out my last name, and then begged me to sit near her. I spent the class laughing and half napping. I did find myself looking over at her prolongedly once, but I made sure that happened only once. I glanced over at her maybe four times that class. I did happen to make a fool of myself. Knowing how tired I was and my memory issue I started using Spanish words in place of French. We were doing colors and the teacher says brown, so I shout out Cafe. Well coffee is brown. Then I get told that's spanish, which I wasn't surprised with. So then she says brown is marron. Next color is purple, and she intentionally says purple rather than violet. I instantly said marron. Aren't I just a genius. I do believe though, that I kept my french stuff from last year. All my binders are in my basement so I hope I'm not too royally screwed. Atleast I don't have to feel so much anxiety about French anymore, unless she gives group projects and we can't pick our groups.