FLOWER

CHAPTER 6.2

  As I walk along I come across a shiny, ruddy horsefly. Who probably wanted to wash the pigment off with water. Unfortunately, he spread it evenly over his skin and clothes. The undried water enhances the whole effect of the taffy on the skin. Shimmering in the half shade in all possible colours. And where the light falls it shines like a star. Something fabulous. Even Nasturcja never managed to bring out the full potential of this pigment.

  Ascher clenches his jaw in anger. He tenses up when he looks at me. In two steps, he walks towards me and pushes me against the nearest wall. Ouch. It will be fine, I shouldn't be pessimistic right away. Lots of people, lots of witnesses who somehow ignore the whole incident.

- Mongrel are already dead.

I have a very uncomfortable position. I have too little chance to lift my hands up towards his face. He holds them too tightly, I can only bend at the elbow. I can't move my legs. Although I might be able to hit him in at least one eye. It's worth the risk anyway. What's the harm to me? At most my eyes will pinch.

- I never thought I would be caught by a disco ball.

- Laugh as much as you can. - He digs his fingers painfully into my shoulders. - Nobody will help you. - I take out the pepper spray gel in my pocket. I move the protection to the side. And it's ready to be used on Asherek. At least I'll give him a moment to come to his senses. - Why are you no longer smiling! Has something happened! - He scoffs.

I can almost see candles in my eyes instead of angry black eyes. Okay, that's the end of the fun. I carefully remove the gas. I raise my hand up. I aim blindly at his head. I can't let him see that I'm up to something. When two hands appear on Asher's sides and pull him towards them. Nathan and James turned up just in time to foil the plans of an angry horsefly.

- We were just talking in a friendly way.

He shows his hands up in surrender. I hide the gas. Asher only now notices my toy I had prepared for him. He twists his lips in disgust.

- You are worse than a child. You're coming to class with us. Right now.

- Because of you, I have to repeat the round.

Says the triplet, who probably didn't try to remove the pigment at all. This continues to create larger piles on the shoulders. He didn't even shake off his clothes properly.

- James. Can you help me push him into class?

- Okkk. - He says reluctantly.

- I have legs, I can handle it. - He snorts furiously.

He obediently walks in the designated direction. And I follow them, keeping a safe distance. I get to class, Valentina is already sitting at the desk.

- Hello.-I squeeze past her and sit against the wall.

- Hi. How's it going? - I'll say hello again. Maybe she didn't hear it the first time

But she was staring at the notebook, scribbling in the margin. Another reason to go home. I'm embarrassed with myself. She totally ignored me yesterday. The residual positive energy disappears, and with it the desire to make friends. As if I suddenly became worthless. At least I can count on Zsolt, who enters the classroom smiling.

- Hey, how are you?

- Hi.

- Hey. I'm good. And you? - You're suddenly so talkative..

- Very great.

So she's just ignoring me. Maybe I made a mistake and I should have sat down with Sofía. At least he talks to me.