And now a new day has come! Huh. So, I would say to everyone I saw, but not to myself. I'm very tired. All night a ram stood almost under our windows and turned on the hardbass to the fullest. You die from a cigar.
So, okay, I need to pack my things. Even such an unpleasant nighttime adventure won't ruin my day. First you need to go to the shower and put yourself in order.
Standing in a warm shower, I remember that I planned to get up early and finish my algebra assignment. Well, the cat ate the notebook. That's all.
After taking a refreshing warm shower, combing my hair and dressing, I went downstairs where dad was toasting pancakes. I love pancakes, especially with peach jam. I quickly sat down at the table and waited in anticipation. The smell was just angelic, like I was in paradise. Perhaps the only thing that made me incredibly happy in the daytime awakening to school.
- Heavy, have you done all the homework? Viki asked, putting coffee next to her.
-Of course, Mom, I did everything.
- Made half of the left little finger of the right heel, but did not make the second. - said Dee, smirking smugly.
-Slander!
- Calm down, children.
After these words, dad put a huge plate of pancakes on the table! My salivation didn't just flow, it just flowed like a river. I instantly pulled off 3 pancakes, took jam, combined these wonderful edible things and ate in one gulp. Of course, I can choke, and there is no point in this, but after this, my mother laughs and strokes my head with the words, "Don't be in a hurry, hero!"
I glanced at Dee, who was slowly eating his pancakes and thinking about something not at all from here. It is very sad that my older brother ignores me and pays attention only to my problems and their solutions. Perhaps that's why I run into conflicts. Only then does he show concern.
- It's time for us to move, Ginger.
-Dee! I have a name! - stuffing the rest of the pancakes in my mouth, I muttered.
Even such antics didn't amuse him. Sometimes it seems to me that he is adopted in this family. He doesn't laugh at all! But at the same time, his surliness is a pretty sweet side of him, and he is constantly sullen.
Quickly grabbing our backpack, we were already on the street and rushed to the school, as their school bus was broken. On the way, I noticed that the neighbor's car had been opened again. It's sad, he's a pretty sweet and good man and gets robbed all the time.
- Heavy, don't lag behind. As always, you are not paying attention again.
- Well Dee, you know that my legs are short! - I breathed out breathlessly from such a fast pace.
Clacking and rolling his eyes, Dee slowed down. Thank God! He has too long and strong legs, why are not mine?
- Why are you so short, huh? Who are you so petty into?
-In fact, I'm only 14! That turns 16, you will outgrow!
-We'll outgrow, we'll talk.
-Dee, you're nasty! - I said in a special way.
I know Dee likes it when I act like a child when I'm offended. I seem to him to be a stupid, sweet fool. And since it makes him more fun, I'll do it.
Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed that my brother rolled his eyes again, but the corners of his lips lifted slightly.
- Listen, why do you like it when I sulk at you? It's usually unpleasant.
-What? Who told you I like it? You're just a stupid little kid who for some reason is 14, although I would give you no more than 7.
Clearly, he loves superiority over others. Not surprising. Afterwards we walked in silence. I watched the scenery and enjoyed the rustle of the trees. It gave me thoughts about music. This is from my dad. I, like him, can find inspiration in the little things. For example, once, when he and Uncle Chas were driving home, dad picked a flower and he suddenly had an idea for a new melody.
In terms of inspiration, I love walking around the city, looking at green trees making their way through gray buildings. This inspires and gives me hope that I can, like these trees, stand out from the gray mass and give something useful and pleasant. It is a pity that I cannot do something pleasant for all of my loved ones.
In total, we came to school. And they weren't late. Dee was glad that I didn't stop him and quickly disappeared into the crowd. I was already used to it, so I didn't even pay attention to it. While trying to make my way to my class, I was lucky enough to meet my most obnoxious classmate, Jeff, the son of wealthy parents.
-Look where you are going, red donkey. snorted Jeff, defiantly shaking off his expensive jacket.
-Sorry, Jeff, I didn't mean it.
I was lucky that at that moment the bell rang, and he did not have time to say anything to me in pursuit. It's insanely toxic, so I prefer not to deal with it.
Sitting down in my place, I laid out my things. Unfortunately, first algebra. But my neighbor saves the situation. His name is Ars, and he is a phlegmatic phlegmatic. Sometimes it's even funny to watch his cold reaction. He is insanely smart, so he helps me with lessons and tests. For this I feed him and have fun in my free time.
-Ars, did you do algebra?
- Apparently, you didn't. He answered calmly.
- Yeah, but I think she will believe that my task was eaten by a cat.
Then, without further ado, Ars hands me his notebook.
-Mate, you are the best!
-I know but you better hurry up.
Turning on the Flash speed, I rewrote 4 numbers in 5 minutes. This is my new record! It even became my hobby and competition with my classmates. We even sometimes place bets on who will write off the fastest, like my mom in pubs when she competes with Bug.
The teacher has already entered the office. She's kind of strange. When I answer correctly, she is surprised and grumbles; when I answer incorrectly, she is also not happy! What's wrong with this old lady? Although I know the answer. Her son studied with us, but recently a misfortune happened and he hanged himself. She had depression for a long time and I feel sorry for her, but she became too aggressive towards children.
She carefully looked at everyone, and stopped at me when I hid Ars's notebook under my foot.
-And so, class. Since in 2 days there is a spring departure, it is required to conduct instructions, discuss all the details, so after the lessons you have a class hour on this matter.
-No ... -I whispered to Ars as quietly as possible.
I had plans. I agreed to take a walk with a friend from the Internet. And now I have to write to her that I will be late at school. It is sad. I don't want to upset her.
-Don't despair, it won't be super long.
Then the lesson began. Disgusting lesson! I hate algebra, it's awful! All these graphics, X's with playful, are awful! But fortunately, the lesson passed more or less calmly.
Going out after the lesson in the corridor, I noticed Dee with some girl. She smiled at him cheerfully, so naive and simple. It can be seen that she is a little shy, but that is what made her so beautiful and unusual. I immediately went up to them, but Dee would not let me approach.
- Heavy, don't bother me! - Dee muttered towards his brother.
-Wait, is that you Heavy Accordin? the girl asked.
-Well, on the Internet, yes, but what?
-So, it's with you I'm meeting today! - the girl said, bursting with laughter.
-So, you Millie? Hooray! I always knew that you are as beautiful as your voice!
She immediately blushed, and smiled sweetly at me, showing with all kind that I embarrass her, but she is pleased. And Dee wasn't happy. Looks like he liked her. This is great, because now he will be happy!
- By the way, I wanted to tell you that we will have a class hour after school about going to the forest, so I will be late for a long time. Can you take a walk with my brother instead of me? - unobtrusively tucking Dee to Millie I suggested her.
-Ow ... Okay. I don't mind hanging out with Dee.
Bingo! They are both smiling! So I don't have to worry about the meeting. Who would have thought that we were from the same school? She said that she was going somewhere, she herself did not know where.
The bell rang and called me to an art lesson. I didn't quite know how to draw, but I liked it. Especially nature.
And here I am sitting, swinging my legs, drawing a tree, while Ars is finishing painting our park. The fact is that Ars and I had a favorite park, where we sometimes walked. He, unlike me, was an artist, with talent and education, so I saw sketches of this park very often with him.
I looked out the window and noticed Dee and Millie. It was strange, they still had lessons. How did they escape? Then I noticed more of his classmates. It looks like their physicist has never recovered, and their last lessons have been lost.
Damn, I want that too! They also laugh out loud. I felt hurt, because she had to walk with me! I understand selfishness, but damn it! Anyone can feel hurt if your friend is having fun with someone else.
