Love, Friendship and Breakups

Hailey Summer looked restlessly at the spectacle that nature offered her. Soon, she knew, she would have to observe the sky from another corner of the world. She had thought that she was also caught up in melancholy, now that she paid attention to the spectacle one last time. But she only perceived a strange emptiness that had spread from her stomach area to over her heart."So now the time has come." Her voice sounded hoarse. She was alone - for the first time in her life so far. It almost seemed absurd to think of how quickly summer had given way to autumn. It must have been the beginning of June when she took her first breath in a strange environment here, in this little village, with all her clothes and personal valuables. Sara, her little sister, had cried terribly that day and wrapped her arms around her mother with clenched strength. Nevertheless, her parents left the village that evening, and so did their children. How long had it been since her parents told her they

She felt a tingling sensation spreading over her body as the boy eyed her carefully and openly with his dark eyes - Hailey couldn't read anything in the gaze."Hello." Willingly he got up so that Hailey could push past him into her seat. He was over a head taller than the girl, his body lanky but broad-shouldered at the same time. Hailey smelled the scent of shampoo and peppermint, but at the same time she thought she could smell the smell of cigarettes tobacco. She ran a hand through her hair, embarrassed."It's usually not my style to throw myself around a boy like that," she muttered when she finally dropped into her seat. Was she just imagining it, or was it almost unbearably hot on that bus?The boy had also sat down. Driven by curiosity, Hailey took a second look. Immediately she felt how she was attracted to him. The boy had an indescribable charisma; thoughtful and mysterious, but at the same time aware of its irritating charisma. Annoyed by her thoughts

And that silence again. If Hailey had secretly counted the minutes the last two times, she was now completely lost in thought - on Chris. She had already mentioned enough that she hated herself for it. She had already justified herself as well. What remained was the feeling of floating inches above the ground - despite all the sobering words. She rubbed her cheeks and felt them glow again. She vigorously pressed the buttons above her that were used to regulate the air conditioning. The next thing Hailey heard was a suspicious hum, but she found herself unable to react quickly enough: A threatening whistling breeze hit her and blew her blond curls out of her face in one violent gulp. Irritated and ashamed at the same time, Hailey put her hand over her mouth and tried with trembling fingers to find the switch-off button. Why did this damn system have to have so many buttons? And why couldn't she find instructions for use anywhere? Annoyed, she pressed a blue little button. Hailey had

Seconds later, Hailey heard the plump man - the senior high school director - clear his throat and continue his speech. “As some of you may have already learned, I, Mr. Martin Eddings, am the local high school director at this boarding school. I am delighted to be able to welcome the new students, and I hope you will get used to here quickly, at a boarding school that is particularly known for its good learning system and loyal teachers. We rely on a good teacher-student relationship and non-violent conflict resolution. I am glad that you have chosen our boarding school and that we have the opportunity to teach you at a high level in the course of the year. ”Hailey began to switch off. She scolded herself for it, but after the long bus ride the man's monotonous nasal voice spread a sleepy atmosphere on stage. On top of that, her mind was already busy recapitulating the afternoon events. Reluctantly, she added in her mind, letting Chris' words, his body language a

So it was fortunate that her mother had started to ignore any rash statements her daughters made. Turning to Juliane, her mother just said: “You should go to your room slowly and unpack your things. Otherwise it all ends in chaos! And I really hoped things would go better this year. ”Juliane nodded slightly, hugged her mother briefly and gave her a kiss on the cheek."I'll get in touch with you," Mrs. Piper said confidently and the next moment she hugged Becky, who was fighting hard with tears.“But I have to go now. Mr. Colorado called me this morning and asked if I could give him a helping hand in a particularly extravagant form of the War of the Roses. ”Mrs. Piper smiled, hugged the sobbing Becky once more and finally got back into the cooling care of the Opel . She waved to her children until the car had disappeared from her view around a bend and the cloud of dust had dissolved into the stifling air."So that was it: the big