Dinner time finally came, after the long science lesson, a French lesson and a cookery lesson... French was a bore, and I already knew everything we was taught. But cookery was very good. I couldn't cook that time as I didn't know what ingredients we needed but, we're making Königsberger Klopse, some kind of meatballs in sauce. I also enjoyed cookery a bit more when I found out Bill wasn't in that class. It will stop people getting 'ideas' I don't want to go through what I went through back in England. I wondered around the school, trying to at least find a familiar face, but it was deserted!
They must all be outside I thought. I was right, I walked out and there were around 2 million students all chatting, eating and laughing. I started to feel isolated. I'm the new girl, and english. They don't want someone who cant even understand them as a friend. I quickened my pace to try and find an empty bench, I kept my head down, so people don't realize how bad I feel.
"Hey!" I shouted. Someone had just bumped into me, or vice versa. I looked up to see a guy, who looked a bit confused.
"Du bist das madchen." He grinned at me. He looked kind of familiar....
"Hey, TOM!" someone shouted, we both turned around to see who it was.
And it was Bill, surprise surprise. He was holding an English dictionary. He flipped through it and then spoke.
"This....is...my...brother." He said, his accent was so cute! It made me smile.
"Oh. So this is the person you gave me photo to?" I asked slowly.
It took him a while to reply.
"Yes...this...is....Tom." He gestured to him.
"You look really alike!" I said, surprised.
"We. Are... twins." Bill said.
Oh, that obviously explains why tom looked familiar.
"Cool, well, bye then...." I started to walk off, when Tom almost grabbed my arm.
He said something in German, to Bill. Again, Bill flicked through the English dictionary until he found what they wanted to say. He pointed at something in the book, to Tom.
"Hang... out with" He pointed at himself and Bill. Aww. People at this school were actually making an effort to talk to me, in a completely foreign language to them!
I couldn't just say no now, could I?
"Okay." I replied, smiling.
"Gut, Komm." Bill gestured for me to follow them. I followed them around the back of the school, where it was empty.
Both Bill and Tom pulled out cigarettes from their pockets, and lighters.
"Woah, no way. I'm going, smoking is really bad. What the fuck?" I said.
I knew they hadn't known what I'd said, but if me walking away wasn't going to give them an idea, then they're pretty stupid.
"Nein, okay!" Tom said, and put the cigarette back, as did Bill.
"Gut, Gut." I muttered.
They started whispering to each other in German.
We walked over to a bench and sat down, but they were STILL talking in German.
I ignored them and ate my lunch, annoyed. What were they talking about? Now I needed a translator.
Aha. My phone.
I got my phone out and recorded the conversation, then used an audio translator to find out what they were saying.,
"She's from England, A posh girl, you know, you don't have a chance, idiot." That was Bill.
