Jenlisa ~ ein neuer Anfang
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Es geht in dieser Geschichte, wie der Titel schon verratet, um Jenlisa. Hier ein kleiner Anfang, damit ihr eine ungefähre Ahnung habt, wie es anfängt :
Ich stand auf. Ein Blick auf der Uhr verriet, dass es 7 Uhr war. Es war 7 Uhr ! Schnell sprang ich auf. Schule ! Scheiße ich hatte verschlafen. Nachdem ich mich fertig gemacht hatte, sprang ich die Treppen runter, schnappte mir ein Brot und rannte raus. Gerade rechtzeitig, der Bus war da. Ich rannte rein und suchte nach einem Sitz. Ich fand eins, setzte mich und steckte mir Kopfhörer in die Ohren. Es waren einige Stationen bis zur Schule. Nach einer Weile tappte mir jemand auf die Schulter. Ich holte meine Kopfhörer raus und schaute hoch. Ein Mädchen, ungefähr in meinem Alter mit blonden Haaren und einen Pony vorne, lächelte und fragte, ob der Platz besetzt war. Ich schüttelte den Kopf und sie setzte sich neben mich hin.
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