Chapter: 1 - Manolito, good bye

Fanfic: Manolito, good bye

Chapter: Manolito, good bye

Hello! 
Here comes the first chapter of my story. Have fun. 
 
 
"Uääähhh!" No, it's not me who is screaming like that. It'll be a year before I come too. This is Manolito. His parents were very poor. 
A year later I was born in the palace and my mother gave me the beautiful name Mireille. Normally I would never have met Lit. And even if - as a spoiled little princess, I would have paid him no attention. But what is considered normal? 
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For three months now I have been 5 years. We sat in the throne room and my parents had an audience. I can assure you it was boring. Nevertheless, none of the people saw that. It was forbidden to show one's feelings too much. We had just ended this audience when another was pending. A poorly dressed family came into the hall. The boy couldn't be much older than me. "Please take time that we have to disturb you.“The three Rontra-jins knelt.” Stand up! "answered my father." What is so important? " - "Oh well. We have a friend who is currently a guest on the planet Traia. He belongs to the Atlantica and is called Ian. He sent us a message saying the Traia-jins are out to war with us. "My father became thoughtful and my mother became sad." That would be bad for us. We don't have enough experience to take on these people. After all, they have already wiped out several peoples. And are therefore very experienced in combat. Many Thanks. "Now my mother also spoke up." Thank you from me too. "Then she turned to the boy." Please tell me your name, your age and your date of birth. ", my mother asked Sanelka kindly." As you wish, mistress. ", answered the boy." My name is Manolito and I turned 6 on August 19th. "Sanelka got up and wrote something that she then sealed in two envelopes.Hashtron (my father) - who felt what my mother was up to - spoke softly to a servant. This disappeared and came back shortly afterwards with 2 drinks. After we drank this we fell asleep straight away. Later, Lit and I were both sure that my parents wanted to save us from certain death. 
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"Mutti! Mutti!" - "What do you have, Samantha, my darling?" - "A small spaceship has landed in our garden. There is even someone in it." Ms. Waterstone went to her 10-year-old daughter in the garden to help her to give a sermon. These fantasies were no longer bearable. But she was shocked, because this time it wasn't fantasy. There was actually a capsule there in the garden. "Chris - darling - come on!" Chris Waterstone came immediately. Without much problem he opened the capsule and took out a little girl. Sam grabbed the envelope. So it was that I woke up with the Waterstone family. "Conescenza delle richusempra avis?"Monique Waterstone gently stroked my hair.> She speaks a completely different language, but the letter said that she also understands our language. Let's hope it's true. < 
"Mireille, don't be afraid. There is war on your planet and your parents hope that you are safe here. At least that is what the letter you had with you said." You can certainly imagine that I was very, very unhappy. But Sam was a good friend and quickly helped me get over it. 
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Less than 30 minutes away, a 10-year-old girl is ripe for her parents. Chantra had also discovered a space capsule in the garden. A 6-year-old boy slept in it. When Manolito woke up, he too was very confused. Despite everything, he quickly made friends with Chantra. 
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A few days later, Sam and Chantra met. The two had known each other since birth. Lit and I were there too, of course. It hadn't even been 2 weeks and we were a solid clique that didn't want to split up. 
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The next 8 years passed for us like most children: school, homework, helping the parents or adoptive parents with the household. The best time, however, was when the four of us met. Sam, Chantra and Manolito had attended a judo course and now have the black belt. I wasn't interested in fighting myself and had enrolled in a dance school. At the last dance tournament I got third place. 
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Sam and Chantra were in total exam stress (who doesn't know that!). Chantra trained as a zookeeper and Sam as a safety manager. Soon the intermediate exam was due. 
So Manolito and I mostly met alone. But today I felt that something was different. I suddenly realized. Something had happened to us because he had never looked at me like that before. 
Well TicTacToe are honored. But that doesn't matter, because it worked for us. 
"Lit?" - "Yes, Irei?"- If you have to abbreviate my name, then at least make 'Reill' out of it. I can't stand Irei." - "Good. It fits. I don't like Lit." Call it Lito. "-" HA! Ha! Very funny! "Manolito was relatively easy to annoy. I smiled against my will. I couldn't find the courage to tell him what I wanted. 
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Sam and Chantra had long since noticed what we both felt for each other. So the two persuaded us to 'choose, truth or dare'. A game that I owe a lot to but that I actually didn't feel like playing. 
Manolito decided on duty the first time, so that at least this would be behind him. Chara asked him to kiss me on the mouth. My heart raced at the condition, but I was anything but enthusiastic. Because who told me that Lit felt like me. However, he didn't seem to mind. He got up, came to me, and pulled me to my feet."Don't you kiss me on the mouth. After all, I'm a princess." But Lit ignored my objection and kissed me. The soft touch of his lips combined with the light embrace electrified me. However, it came as it had to come: it didn’t stop with this one kiss. 
Sam and Chara smiled at each other and silently disappeared. 
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Another three years passed. Our love stayed strong. 
At the age of 16 I began training as a bookseller, as I was a downright bookworm. But I was never able to finish my training. 
Another year passed: training, school, my boyfriend and of course my friends. The dance course with its competitions also stayed. After that year, heaven became hell for me. 
A stranger appeared in our village of Empuría Brava in Spain. He looked very young, but older than Lit and me. This man was - or so Lit guessed - the age of Sam and Chara.When he told my friend about all the adventures, wealth and honor, Lit was immediately hooked. The stranger suggested my friend come along. However, Lit would have to follow his orders. Manolito agreed. 
He told everything to his mother, who was not enthusiastic. "Manolito, I know that you want to be free. You have always dreamed of a world in which you can be happy. Take care." 
Chantra and Sam also warned him that he would lose everything here. He came to me one last time. Then Lit came to me and told me everything. I was close to tears. How can fame, fortune and adventure be more important to you than me? Please stay. I want to live with you and I know very well that if you leave now I will lose you forever. I can only hope now that the price is not too high. Take care and take care of yourself. "The tears were now rolling down my cheeks. Lit wanted to hug me, but I pulled away from him, knowing that it would only get harder for me."Take care. We'll meet again, Irei. And that's not just a promise, it's an oath. Never forget me." With these words, Lit went without even turning around to me one last time. 
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Even after two months, I still hadn't got over the pain. In order to fulfill his request and never forget him, I wrote a song that I always carried with me. 
Another month passed in sadness. That night, for the first time - since Lit left - went swimming alone by the sea again. After that I still remember a blow on the head and endless darkness. Even when I came to, the darkness did not disappear. I was also unable to move. 
 
----- To be continued ----- 
 
How did you like the story? 
Oh yes, I'll only keep writing when I get clerks. 
 
Greetings Sylvie

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