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See, I wanna publish a new book on my account @JorgeLodox (my German account) and I'm not sure if this is good so could you please write your opinion on the first chapter in the comments?

ATTENTION: THIS IS THE GOOGLE TRANSLATOR (= BAD TRANSLATION, PLEASE DON'T JUGDE ME)!!!

On my way to you - Leonetta
(Chapter 1 - Cruising routes)

Monday. It was Monday.
She took her stuff for the following lessons from her locker and threw it too easy. Her name was Violetta Castillo. A nondescript girl loved by her friends.
Violetta was about to go to class, as a handsome boy she slipped and fell down her books by. (Oh my, just reading what the Google translator did here😂😂😂😂😂😂)
"Oh great," she thought to herself, knelt down to pick up the books and looked up at the boy, who seemed to consider to help her, but nevertheless decided against and zudrehte her back. Leon Vargas. One of the most popular boys at school, although almost no one knew anything about him. It was only known that he was in the football team at school, looked good and not much social with his "friends" undertook. Some would call him simply introverted, others adored him despite his mysterious occurrence of, or at least that?
Violetta dealt no longer with it, after all, she did not want to spoil their day. Nevertheless, he was a mystery to her, a riddle that she could not solve. And that was for them practically impossible, because otherwise it was to all a response. In her mind she went to the English classes, where her friends were already waiting for them and welcomed them warmly. As the airplane passed the lesson, which meant that the school would end soon. Previously this would have perceived as Violetta sad, but since they met lately almost every day with her friends after school, she found it less bad.
"But Fran, but you can see that he likes and how long you himmelst you're looking for yet?" Violetta said to one of their best four girlfriends.
"You have to talk easily. Did you ever speak to a boy? No, you are all at your feet, you are so lucky!" Replied her friend.
"Well, there has to date me like none of them, it is also relatively unimportant. What do we do with the other after school?"
"Starbucks?" Suggested Francesca ago. She was a pretty versatile girl. Sometimes rather quiet, sometimes psyched by it you could be surprised by new again and again.
"If the others want, I agree," answered her Violetta. Then her eyes fell on the boy from before. Leon. He was at his locker and fumbled around in it, but a lot of his views of Violetta. She did not turn her eyes away from him, but then she noticed that Francesca was still talking to her and looked back and forth all the time between the two.
"Wherever you look, anyway?" Asked her friend. Then her eyes fell on Leon. "Leon? Do you like him?"
"What? No. It's just ... I do not know ..."
"Leon halt. Nevertheless, he is and remains hot."
"Hey!", Laughed and Violetta gave Francesca a slight bump against her arm.

A few hours later sat Violetta and her friends laughing at a wooden table the Starbucks a few blocks from her high school.
"People you do not know what happened to me today!" Ludmila said excitedly. The girl also "Lu" or "ludmi" called was actually rather quiet, but when they met, she showed other sides of yourself. Since the dawn she was in love with Federico, who had but she'd never noticed. "It was like that. Federico ..."
But, as she stressed its name. Her eyes sparkled and a smile formed on her lips.
"... He invited me out on a date!"
"Not serious, are you?", Natalia said incredulously. You, Ludmila and Camila were cheerleaders, so they could always watch the football players playing. Constantly they raved about them and had even become infected Francesca.
"But I'm so happy he even asked me for my number!" Shrieked Lu.
"But you said yes, right?" Asked Violetta.
"Of course! How could I me so miss a chance!"
"Look who's here," Francesca said as to Violetta, pointing to a boy with a muscular body. "Today he is somehow everywhere we are, is not it?"
"Did we miss something?" Camila intervened.
"Yes, he and Viole-" Francesca began, but was interrupted by Violetta.
"Nothing's wrong with him. He's just plain weird. Point. Off. End."
"Yeah, yeah, okay," muttered Fran and already started the gush of the other girls, what Violetta was bored to death. So she decided to go home.
When she was created almost at her garden gate, her gaze on the boy, from which it seemed as if pursued. Enduring their paths crossed and that only on that day. Before, it was never like that. Whether it was probably already noticed him?
Apparently his house was next across the street from her and a few houses. He chatted with an elderly man who had to be his father well. A little later he went into the garden behind the house, which he was no longer visible for Violetta.
"I'm back!" She cried as she ran up the stairs to the upper floor of their house. She received a reply from her grandmother, but she did not understand this, because they had already disappeared into her room. Violetta threw herself on her soft bed and thought for a moment, what had happened that day and what was yet to come. The school year had begun a few weeks ago, she was now in the tenth grade. You must now focus on the upcoming tests and work, she told herself. Nevertheless, her thoughts drifted to Leon. What was the matter with her? She stood up from her bed again and walked up to her window. Slowly she pulled the bright, beige curtains aside and looked at Leon's house. He jogged out of his garden and down the street. Shortly thereafter, he was no longer visible. Headphones were in his ears and his muscles a-enhancing shirt covered his torso. Sometimes Violetta thought that it all does not matter. But sometimes it also thought that more was behind it all. For an answer she had never occurred. And that was the moment in which she had firmly resolved to find the answer.