Mag-log in“Ah good. Then we'll see each other more often. Well, sit down, please ... “, she looked around and noticed the free seat next to me, where Christian usually sat, but who regularly skipped.
"Please sit next to Lina."
"Okay" The class hooted. I looked at Emma. She gave me a really venomous look. I looked back without blinking an eye. If you wanted to survive as an outsider in this class, you had to learn to defend yourself.
"If looks could kill ..." Paul whispered to me at the moment that had followed my gaze.
"Oh yeah. But believe me She would like to kill me ten times a day. ”
“ Let's hope she doesn't really do it. ”
“ Oh yes. I hope so too ... ”I tried to concentrate on the class, which was really not that easy because Paul was whispering shit in my ear the whole time. Fortunately, Mrs. Beckmann didn't notice. She gave us the task to talk to our partner about our life. In English of course.
Paul thought that was great, of course. He bombarded me with questions. What my hobbies were, what my favorite animals were, what flowers I liked, even what kind of guys I was into. The last question made me blush and didn't say anything. He then gave up too, but grinned. The lesson was really fun.
I also found out about him. He had a sister and a brother that I could get to know if we ever met. His parents were divorced and he lived with his siblings with his mother. I found that sad because I loved both of my parents and I wouldn't be able to decide who to go to if my parents split up, but he hated his father. His father was an alcoholic and used drugs. Paul loved the music. He played drums and a little guitar and danced. I didn't know what he was dancing. At first I didn't find out more about him, because the doorbell rang during the break.
I got dressed quickly, took my things and walked to the place where Christina and I used to meet.
......
I saw her from afar. "Hey honey!" I called to her and hugged her.
"Hey! How was school up to now? ”
“ Good. I have to tell you something. I ... ”I stopped when I saw Christina's gaze. "What is it?"
"Uh ..." Suddenly I couldn't see anything anymore, because someone covered my eyes. I screamed and slapped back to meet whoever covered my eyes.
"Hey! Stop! Stop it now! ”The voice called.
"Paul?" I called shrill and immediately stopped beating.
“Finally she recognized me!” Growled Paul. I laughed.
"Hey Christina," he said now.
"Hey Paul!" Said Christina and looked at me curiously. I looked at her and mouthed: "I'll explain to you later!"
I looked at the watch again. Shit 3 more minutes until class starts. Why did I always have to be almost too late for class today?
“Come on Paul, we have to go to the gym. Now we're late for class again. ”I sighed.
"Why again?" Asked Paul and Christina at the same time. They looked at each other and laughed.
"It does not matter now. Come on! Bye honey. "I called and ran. Paul after me.
Dear Paul!(Yes, I know, but I shouldn't have read the passage further, but I was so curious what she would write him)When I think of your blue eyes, I wish you were very close to me.I adore you, I am completely addicted to you. Your blonde hair is so sexy and makes me crazy.I especially like your eyes on you! One can only sink into them.I will never forget how you kissed me tenderly for the first time and how you drove my pulse to new heights. You are very talented because you can kiss so well, and that's why I love you so much!Sometimes I wonder how can you be as extremely cute as you are? You show me your feelings in a never known open and passionate way that makes me very happy.I am so sorry that I cheated on you back then!In eternal love,Your Emma
greeted Timo's parents and Timo jumped up and shouted: “Finally! You saved me. Adults only talk about shit like that. ”I laughed and hugged him."Hey Timo. Long time not seen ”“ Only recently while dancing. ”“ Right. Come on let's go up Not that we're still asleep here because the adults are only talking about boring stuff. ”“ Thanks. ”We went up to my room, which I had tidied up, luckily, because that would have been really embarrassing.We sat on my bed and talked about everything. About school, friends, love ..."How are things going with your girlfriend?" I asked and immediately regretted it. Timo's face darkened."I broke up," he replied with a sad expression on his face."How so? Fabienne was so cute! I really liked her! ", I asked aghast."She cheated on one of my friends." I looked at
That turned out really nicely. But did these pompoms really have to be on the handlebars? ”I asked, suppressing another fit of laughter. The pom-poms were really only for little girls."What is wrong with you? Aren't they stylish? ", He asked and I noticed that he suppressed a laugh.“Of course. For little girls at the age of five maybe, "I replied."Okay then I'll just take it off!" He replied and carefully took it off the bike."You can put it on your bike," I laughed."Maybe I'll do that!" He replied very seriously. I didn't buy that from him. Nobody would do that. Only if he lost a bet. We were way too old for that. We fooled around a little in the garden and I met his cat Icetea. She was a gray tabby and was totally cute. She was really playful and had a lot of fun in life.The next time I checked my watch, it was two thirty. We had to slowly get ready if we didn't want to be late for our appointment.
Well. The room is so tidy. And you have books! I didn't even know boys had books. Apart from the school books, of course. ”“ Oh. Yes my friends have some books. But I love books and that's why I have so many, ”he explained."Oh!" While I was walking towards the bookshelf, Paul went to the two beanbags in the corner and plopped into one. I studied his bookshelf. He had it all. Horror, Fantasy, History and Comics. Even romance novels."Romance novels?" I giggled."Yes. Kitsch is good every now and then. Don't you think so? ”“ Yes, yes . I love kitsch. But you are a boy! A boy who read romance novels? ”I asked."Yes I know. A bit strange. ”I had now discovered Romeo and Juliet. Romeo and Juliet was one of my favorite dramas. I also liked other Shakespeare plays, such as A Midsummer Night's Dream or The Merchant of Venice.“Will you leave the bookshelf alone and come to me?” Paul ask
My mother was waiting for me in the house. "Who was that?" She asked harshly."A friend of mine. I was with him this afternoon too. ”“ Oh. Is that his jacket? ”I looked down at myself. I really still had his jacket on. I blushed. “Yes, that's his. I was cold because I was only wearing a t-shirt and he gave me his jacket. ”“ Ah yes? ”Asked my mother, interested."What, ah yes?" Asked my father, who had just arrived. His gaze fell on Paul's jacket and his gaze hardened."Whose jacket is this?" He growled.“It's from a friend. Mama can tell you. I am tired. Good night. ”I kissed my parents on the cheek and went up to my room.I undressed and took a shower. After that I was even more tired than before. I yawned, but I wanted to text Paul and apologize for the fact that I still had his jacket.So I wrote to him: “Hey big
After the lesson I got ready as quickly as possible and ran to Paul. He laughed when he saw me. I looked at him blankly.“What is it?”“Nothing. All good. ", He said still laughing and picked me up to twirl around.I laughed, but then I let out a hissing breath. My ribs protested the treatment. Paul immediately lowered me slowly to the floor and looked at me worriedly."Are you okay?" He asked worried. Behind him I saw Emma and Tina."Yes, everything is fine."I felt cold. It was already 6:30 p.m. and the sun was slowly setting. That I was shaking was not only because it was cold and I was so stupid to just wear a T-shirt today, but also because of Emma and Tina. Did I have to fear both of them until the end of my life and fear that they would attack me again? I hoped not. I started to shiver."Let's get out of here." I said shivering. Paul took off his jacket and held it out to me. I shook my head but smiled. He loo