Everything's gonna be alright (English)✅

Chapter 9

Then, it's the end of the 2nd Hour, it finally rings for the break. Jo drags me through the school to the schoolyard. She said that she is now taking me to her friends...so honestly, it's a bit too fast for me, I hardly know her, let alone her friends... I take one last look back into the class to make sure I haven't forgotten anything.

We step out of one building and I actually only notice how Jo texts me full...although my eyes are actually sticking to someone else right now... Then Jo stops in front of a group of girls, about approx. 10 pieces...I imagined 2 or at most 3 among girlfriends, but well...

I just have to come to terms with it...

"Girls! Look! That's Josie! She's new, and she's adorable!"

Starts telling Jo...okay, oha...

"Ah, thank you Jo! You too!"

I've never imagined myself so much before...that's not at all what I'm used to, and also not at all the one I would like to spend my break with...I look over the schoolyard, rarely do you see a white one, at the end of the schoolyard I discover Marshall again. He rummates around on his note again and sips some juice

I constantly look over at him, he has something that few have, I just say this serenity... he sits there and gives a shit about what others think about him. It's quite different for me. At the moment, I would just like to sit there so calmly...yes, the girls are nice, but not all. There are two who look at me so pejoratively all the time and talk something about me, because I'm just silent anyway and just like Marshall sip on my juice pack, I also pretend I don't understand them at all...

Well, I'll do it, but I don't know if they know, but I don't want to make too much of it, because, as I said, I know better who thinks what about me... man, my life is really sad, the only people here who are at least halfway nice to me, I can't trust, as well as if they do on

I don't like that at all! That's why, when I look at Marshall again, I decide to sit with him at the next break. He sits under a tree on a stone. There is hardly anyone around him, everyone is standing around with any group, except him, I really mean only him.

I'm a little sorry, but I know that he doesn't make much of it anyway, that's how he looks anyway...

Finally it rings for the 3rd. Hour! It may sound a little rough, but I've never been so happy about lessons, especially German lessons! Then I turn to Jo, with whom I am walking along the steps in the Hallway.

"How long do ya' learn German?"

"Oh...we started it learning at the 8th grade..."

"Oh, okay, it's been years...what 'bout your grades? Are you good or bad at it?"

"I'm the worst! Believe me! You can't talk to me, I guess..."

"Nah, I'm sure you'll doin' it great!"

"We will see..."

A little later we arrive at the classroom in the north wing. Young people are hanging around everywhere who are on drugs or cuddling in some corners...it's kind of just disgusting, I was totally used to it, a lot of adretter...well, it doesn't matter... But one more thing, these graffiti here, some don't even look like shit or anything, but others, on the other hand, are just uglier than ugly!

Well, a man, approx. In his mid-30s with glasses, nerd hairstyle, briefcase, polunder and cleaned leather shoes enters the room. Please say that this is not Mr. Evans...

Jo and I sit next to each other again, this time a little further in the middle. Marshall sits out all the way forward, certainly not voluntarily, but if you are late, you can only take the shitty seat...

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730 words, 06.11.22, 23:18

Chapter 9, that's it :)

~L.S.