Last day of school and a new house

School how annoying ..... you just can't do anything .... is always the same teacher suffer from lack of attention and despair while the students chat, text or paint their nails .... "Luna could you please read on the teacher asked me as he dabbed his forehead with a handkerchief. “What?” “Could you please read on?” He repeated. "Sorry, I wasn't paying attention." "That doesn't matter ..." What kind of teacher is he who has no assertiveness at all. "Page 41, line 105 to the end." I opened my book, got up and my eyes wandered to the end of 250 lines !!!!! Small font, full page, no pictures. Is that guy kidding me ?! How nasty can that be? “Today is your last day of school.” Quite right today is my last day of school. You can't ask for something like that! "You have to hold on. So please read it." The guy hates me ... Tears ran down my head. But after a short time I caught myself and began to read aloud.
After a finite time my rescue sounded the school blade. "About time finally", I was happy and started walking. "Luna," I heard from behind me. "What's up?" I asked myself and turned around. "We will miss you," said our class representative, Maja. "You me too. Think of me when you torment the teachers." "You always pissed them off." "Really? I never noticed." "As often as you have told the teachers your opinion, I have lost to you in karate ", said the sportiest boy in the class. I started counting my fingers and then said: "So 1365 times." "It may be good that I stopped counting 100 times." Now our class teacher came and said: "Be nicer to your new teachers." "I can't make any promises," I replied with a cheeky grin, "but if you are nice you might be lucky. But I have to go now." here. The others also waved and wished me good luck.
My parents were waiting for me at home. "Luna, are you ready?" My father asked me. "We already had your things brought to the new house," my mother told me. “It's a shame we're selling the house.” “Why?” Asked my father. "The dojo here is so great and my room was great." To this my mother replied: "In the new house is a larger training room, you have a large room that was designed according to your plans and a large garden with cherry trees and a terrace." “We designed it according to the Chinese and Japanese culture. Even with a training pitch.” “You were also very stubborn, my dear.” “There's nothing better than training outdoors.” “You're right, Dad, and especially when there Cherry trees are. "" You are both crazy, "said my mother and left the house, shaking her head.I still think I've heard that I'm more like my father. Which is actually true. Like him, I am a champion in almost every sport. Our family has the best dojos next to the Haninozuka family. But it doesn't matter. Now I'm going to a new city, well I've been there before, but now it's getting serious, I'll live there and go to a new school, hopefully the school uniform is not so terrible ... I exhale. “It can't get any worse than my current one.” “What are you talking about, my angel?” “The new school uniform, hopefully it doesn't look too terrible.” “We had two schools to choose from, but I think your mother has it at Ouran Academy You will like it. But I have no idea what the uniform looks like. "" As long as it is not pink. Everything is fine. Let's go. "With that we made our way to the limousine that was in front of the front door. With that we set off.
The drive took about 4 hours, but that wasn't too bad as I had my Ipod with me. The new house was definitely bigger than our old one, this time my mother had designed it, since she is a hobby architect, that wasn't a problem, only the actual architect doesn't have a nerve at the end of the day. My mother is actually an actress and fashion designer, but she also loves designing houses. Well it doesn't matter. But with the house, no more comfortable villa, although it looks a bit more like a castle .., she has outdone herself. It's a big mini Versailles, only the garden is different. I immediately went in, closely followed by my parents. "I'll show you around," said my mother. After a good hour, my father and I couldn't go on, and we were only halfway through the house. We fell to the ground when my father said: "This is the toughest training ever," said my father. "More like a fight," I added. My mother had not noticed that we were no longer with her and continued her tour. Meanwhile, my father and I decided to memorize the kitchen. When we found her after a good 10 minutes, we went straight to work. Since we didn't have any servants yet, we had to cook something for ourselves. Which is not so easy if you have never cooked. We had opted for something light spaghetti with tomato sauce. Everything was going well until my father and I noticed something. Namely, that it smelled slightly burnt and the sauce was on fire (can a tomato sauce really start to burn? Have never made it xD). In addition to our bad luck, Mum's tour came to the kitchen. "What's going on here?" She asked, shocked. "We're cooking, my father answers calmly." "Takashi the pot is on fire !!" "Shouldn't that be the case?" He asked unsuspectingly. "No !!!" My mother quickly took some water and the flames came off, and Daddy and I were banned from cooking in our kitchen. After a while we decided to have sushi delivered."Night Mam, Night Dad." "Good night, angel", they said goodbye before I went to my room, which I found after 15 minutes. Damn it was a tough day, the house is a little too big for me, although the training ground is cool. I changed and sank on my bed. I have to report to the school tomorrow. Fortunately, no lessons yet. These were my last thoughts before sinking into the realm of dreams.