Warning!
This is a book for the open-minded only!
If you feel that you already know all about the mysteries of our existence, your view of life is set and you would like to keep it this way, then this book is not meant for you. Don't bother reading...
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Sometimes you have to move on without certain people. If they're meant to be in your life, they'll catch up.
- Mandy Hale
"Hi Diana, hi Mia!" Lisa greeted us Monday morning. "How was the party?" She asked wistfully.
"Nice," Diana answered simply, bending down to extract the writing utensils she needed for our first lesson, History, from her bag.
"We mostly danced," I added, inconspicuously scrutinizing the expression on her face to gauge her reaction. I was trying to downplay the event a little, in order not to make her feel worse than she already did.
"How did you spend the evening?" Diana enquired, obviously having the same concern and trying to subtly change the subject.
"Oh, I was looking after my little brother," Lisa replied dejectedly, plopping down onto her chair.
Diana and I briefly glanced at each other, communicating our uneasiness. "By the way, are you prepared for today's lesson?" I asked in an attempt to steer her thoughts away from our current topic.
The reaction was immediate: Diana and Lisa both turned to stare at me with wide eyes. Uh-oh! It seemed that the party had occupied all of our minds a little too much...
Without another word, all three of us hurriedly took out our history books for some last minute cramming.
Fortunately, we were not among Prof Maier's victims that day, but we still had Geography and English ahead of us. With those two teachers, you were never safe, either.
This Monday seemed to be my lucky day, however, since none of them was interested in discovering the extent of my knowledge or lack thereof in any of their subjects. In fact, Prof Untersberger, our English teacher, just told us a story about his life, while Prof Hausmann returned our quizzes from last week. To my great surprise, I had managed an 'Average', in spite of my nose-bleeding episode. Which was probably why she had not wanted me to redo the quiz: it simply was not necessary. With my work in class, I would be awarded a 'Very Good' at the end of the year, anyway...
With the ringing of the bell indicating the next break, and with only biology and a double lesson of art ahead of me, I thought that I had pretty much successfully lived through another school day.
As the third break lasted for fifteen minutes, I decided to visit the bathroom. Time to stretch and move around a bit!
The 'cool' girls of our class, Lea, Moosi Jul and Anja, usually spent their free time outside. They had chosen to congregate under the roof of a contraption meant to shelter and house the bicycles of the pupils. Apparently, it also provided the perfect shelter for pursuing their favorite break activities: smoking and meeting the older boys from the other school building. As our classmates were constantly crushing on one or the other, they rarely missed an opportunity to meet a group of them during the so-called 'long' break.
