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FIRST OF ALL:

1. Yeah, time has come! I've written this first chapter for my new Elounor FF in German and yeah lol, it'd be amazing if you could read it and give me feedback.

2. MOST IMPORTANT THING: no, my English isn't this crappy. Google translator did this, I'm sorry. I've corrected a few things but not all, I hope you can still understand.

ENJOY WEIRD ENGLISH OR STH

Eleanor

Actually this one day began normally. It was early October, so it was relatively cold outside. Well, what is already relatively? A scarf was definitely of distress and without a warm jacket you also did not come out. Even some leaves were already on the ground, although it (at least initially) was the previous year in October was otherwise warm. Because of global warming. Anyway, I went to school completely relaxed while an earplug my headphones was in use, and I let the other dangle carelessly. That's what I always did because a few people from my school actually came even with bicycles to school. The beginning of October. Bikes. Eh, no?

Anyway, I was more the type of person who liked to walk, so I did not mind my school to walk, instead of driving a single station by bus. Sometimes I did this when it rained. This happens surely often here in England, would now think many of you determined. And since you is not so wrong. Only that it is here often just as cloudy and rain is expected, but there is none. Why am I talking about the weather, if it does something much more interesting had happened?

Anyway, I came a little later in the ancient building of which some hated and called "School", and was there directly from one of my best friends - inveigled into school buildings rapidly - Perrie.

"What's it?", I asked, somewhat taken aback and surprised. Consider that this girl had taken me straight on my sleeve and dragged purely to school. She did not even like school.

"Yes, and indeed," she said with a grin as she lifted her finger to point to a group of guys. "Do not point the finger at other people", would my mum say now.

"And what's so special?" I said, now annoyed and confused because she had apparently forgotten about the existence of her crush Zayn. Before she could tell me anything, redeemed us, the school bell, which I was grateful, but that thought vanished as soon as I realized that the first hour was politics. Not that I did not like it, ok, I did not like it really, but this was solely on teachers. It is always the teacher, if you do not like a professional. Or at least it has something to do with it. But perhaps we could have luck and would talk about our class or something. Social halt. Policy we had at our classroom teachers namely who could make his hours really something exciting. It was only when we were in our luckily large classroom, I woke up out of my mind and took my seat in the square window. Another time I was able to look out and enjoy the sights of nature. Every now and then fell down yellowed leaves or the wind was blowing at a different location. I liked the autumn. Next to me is now settled and Perrie, which had led even a conversation with Sophia. Sometimes - as now - I was simply not in the mood of talking. Because sometimes it just felt so at as lacking anything. Only I had no idea what that might be.

My gaze drifted past her and landed on him. I did recognize him immediately. Yes, he had changed, and a lot . At least in appearance. His hair was styled and it seemed even darker than before. How do I know him? We were like best friends in elementary school. It was years ago. And now he was back. All the more disappointed I was when he passed exactly at the table from me and pearl and sat back next to Niall. Perhaps he had just not seen me. Maybe. But maybe not? Maybe he did not want to see me. Now even I noticed how often I sentences with the word "maybe" made on that day. But what was he doing here?

"El! Wait! "Lou called after me as I laughingly hid myself of him.

"If you want that I do not find you, you should not be so loud," the next time, he gave a little later with a grin from him when he was already in front of me. In hiding I was probably not the best.

"Yes Yes. What's it? "I asked him, as he ran after me, after all.

"Yes, here," he said and from his expression I could tell that he was up to something. And the next moment he began to tickle me, what I drew a loud laugh.

"Stop it," I asked him. Meanwhile, I dislocated me with laughter. His arms were still wrapped around me, when he stopped to tickle me and I felt him put his head gently on my shoulder.

"I do not want to lose you," he whispered with a sad voice and from then on I knew that something was wrong.

Our classroom teachers walked about two minutes later, the room and most pairs of eyes turned from the "New" boy. The attention was now completely on the teacher what had but more to do with the fact that they all wanted to know who this new boy probably was. I knew it already.

»Louis Tomlinson. Please introduce yourself before "the teacher told him. The New made no move to come forward, the attention seemed to be uncomfortable. And why would anyone come to a new school a few weeks after the summer holidays? Maybe I'd get the chance to ask him. That word again. "Or maybe not. Let's start with the lesson. "Some groaned annoyed, I just let it wash over me. Exactly the same thing I did with the remaining hours. Today was one of these beautiful days on which one times aufbekam no homework. Later I could Curling and continue listening to music or reading, as usual. Or one might wonder why Louis Tomlinson was back in town and set up any theories. Not that I wanted to do this or that.

The last hour ended and the sky was no less cloudy than in the morning. What a miracle. My friends had to either get their bus or their car and rushed Therefore, while I slowly sat alone step by step and so the stairs that lead in and out of the school building. A strong gust of wind, however, was to throw myself backwards, but I caught me two strong arms. I call that luck. Startled, I had closed my eyes and when I opened them again, I pierced this greenish, bluish color but a pair of eyes. Only one person had so incredibly beautiful eyes ...

Carefully, he helped me stand up, which he did not for one second taking his eyes off me.

"Eleanor?"

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