Chapter 2

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The bell rings. Finally school is over.
I take my backpack and stow my books in it.
Then I wait until most of the people have left the classroom. One minute after school ends, the school grounds are nearly empty.
Mikolas talks to the teacher about his first day here.
I look at him smiling. I'm so happy that I met him. He makes me smile again.

I leave the classroom and go to my bike. The sun is shining and leaves a pleasant warmth. It feels like it's already spring.

To enjoy this beautiful feeling, I decide to go home and push my bike.

I smile and think about everything happened today. I met Mikolas and now I finally have someone to talk with and and someone I can trust. And he's so cute and kind to me.

You should be one of those girls all boys want to date! These words stuck in my head the whole time. Did he mean, that I'm beautiful?

"Hey Leah, wait!" Someone shouts and runs to me. Of course it's Mikolas.
I stop and wait for him to reach me.

"I have to go here too," he says smiling.

"Haha, cool," I answer. "Thank you, by the way. I never had friends the last years and I didn't have anyone I can trust, but you are so kind to me. It's like I would know you since years!" I explain and he smiles even more.

We talk a little bit, until we arrive at my home.

"I live here," I say and point at the big white house on the right.

"Cool. I live two streets away. I'm gonna pick you up here, tomorrow at 6.40 ok?" The brown-haired asks and smiles.

"Okay! Bye!" I say and hug him. I go to the door and wait, till Mikolas is disappeared behind the next house.

I open the door and went in. Mum isn't home.
Since my dad died because of an car accident, she's very often with her best friend. She still could not cope with the accident and because of that she got depressions.

I go to the kitchen and make a sandwich. Then I go upstairs and do my homework. An hour later am I finished.

We have a big house, what means, that I have not just one room. I have my own bathroom, my own little livingroom and my bedroom. I lay down at my bed and stare through the room.

I'd like to talk to Mikolas right now, but I do not have his number, nor do I know exactly where he lives. Well, I just go for a walk.

I run downstairs and put on my jacket. Just a denim jacket, cause it's not that cold. I take my headphones wich are totally knotted and close the door.

I go through the streets, till I arrive at a little café. I often go here, to get my mind clear.
I sit down at a table, scrolling through my phone. I got sereval messages from Leon.

Leon: You're ugly
Leon: You're fat
Leon: You're stupid
Leon: Bitch

I just shrug and block him.

"Yo!" Someone says and sits down at the table.

"Hey Mikolas!" I say smiling. "What are you doing here?"

"I was bored, so I wanted to explore the area and ended up here. I saw you sitting here and I thought I keep you company." He smiles.

"Same here. Only that I know the area already," I say and laugh. At the same time a waiter comes.

"What can I bring you?" The man says with a warm voice.

"I take a peppermint tea," I say.

"For me too, please," Says the brown-haired.

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