So, now I will continue to write. for captain future and kiya and amiel, and if there is someone else who liked ddie ff, then for him too.

the part of the story is sometimes very strange and, well, strange. I hope you still like it!



Robin leaned on the sink, panting. Water dripped from his hair. He put his head under the tap a second time and let the cold water run over his temples. In the distance he heard the school bell ringing. Exhausted, he leaned against the wall. In the course of a sigh, he slid down and flopped onto the floor. Desperate, he pulled his hair and closed his eyes. How could a girl have upset him like that? But he had to sit next to her for a while longer, no matter how heavy she made his heart.

"Well, did the living corpse cast its spell over you?" Asked a chuckling voice, Max.his eyes gleamed gleefully at the sight of the distraught friend. "I'll bet you five bucks that you won't be able to get on with them!" Max loved betting. He'd won at least $ 30 from bets since he started school. He just had a sense of what could and could not happen.

"No, stop it," Robin said absently. His head pounded as if a column of trains had rattled over his temples. Max sat down next to him. "You're not scared, are you?" He asked with a grin. To his surprise, Robin nodded. "This girl is not normal," he said in a low voice, almost in a whisper, as if he were revealing a great secret. He ignored his friend's disdainful grin. "You should have seen the way she looked at me! She looked right through me, Max, right through me! Something's wrong with this girl!" "Find out what!" Suggested Max, pulling out a five dollar bill -Look out of his pocket and waved it seductively in front of Robin's eyes.

"Forget it!", Robin's voice regained its usual firmness and was now almost screaming. He pushed his friend away. "Do you know how scared I was? Zera has a secret, a bad secret and I don't want to be the one to reveal it, Comprende? If you want to find out something about her, do it yourself!" The vehemence of these words startled Max. "Now take it easy," he muttered.

With the school bell ringing all the time, they went back to their class. Robin sat down next to Zera again. A slight tremor remained from the incident I had just said. He thought he was dreaming when he heard a few words next to him very quietly: “Are you okay?” He stared at her, puzzled. "B-please?" He stammered. "Are you okay," Zera repeated her question, just as quietly as before. "Yeah, thank you," Robin muttered confused and tried a grin. "I was just a little sick." Zera nodded and smiled. Hardly noticeable, but she smiled. Beautiful and mysterious.Not only did she look like a fairy, she was one. Certainly. One of the kind that dance over forest clearings on mild summer nights and sing about the moon. "My fairy," Robin whispered dreamily.

The words put a blush on her cheeks. On her pale skin, she looked like thick felt-tip pen lines in bright vermilion. "Thank you," she whispered flatly and continued to stare, spellbound, out the window. But this time it didn't scare Robin, on the contrary. He was looking forward to the time he would still spend in this place, here next to Zera.

Suddenly he heard a throat clearing close to his ear. "Well, Robin, are you all right? Have you already settled into your new place?" Asked Miss Fenning with a smile. That smile no longer had the mysterious magic that Zeras had cast, but still, it conveyed a warm feeling of homeliness. A mischievous grin spread across his face. "Thank you, I really like it here, the view is wonderful!"For a moment he toyed with the idea of ​​pointing at Zera, but he thought better of it and nodded towards the window." Wonderful landscape "

Robin had just moved here from town with his mother. There had been no mountains where he had lived, the landscape had been flat like a well-built oak table. Only a few trees brought variety to the monotonous landscape. After his father's death, his mother could no longer stand there and moved with him here, to her home village.

Robin swallowed the tears. His father had been a general, he was at the forefront of the Iraq war. While trying to save his men, he was riddled with a submachine gun. The news of his death had struck the family like lightning. "He died a hero" was the news of his death, but that was no consolation. "I would have preferred a living coward a thousand times more than a dead hero!", Mother had screamed through tears. Robin had let herself be rocked in her arms for hours and cried into her sweater.

For days he had sat in his room and thought. At some point he had ventured out again, attracted by loud screams that came up to him from the street. A demo had been going on outside. Robin immediately ran downstairs and joined the demonstrators, their voices echoing loudly through the alleys. It had made him feel so liberating, as if he had avenged his father.

His mother later sold the apartment and used the money to buy a trailer. The rest of the year they were through many villages and towns, they had never stayed in a village for more than a month, his testimony was accordingly. One day they'd seen a departure sign on the highway: Miling Road, 5 Miles, had been printed on it in large, light blue letters."What do you think of that, honey?" Mother had asked doubtfully. He had just shrugged listlessly. In the past six months he had seen so many places that he didn’t care where the wind was going to take them next. Suddenly she had jerked the steering wheel and had just turned into the bend, the jolt had thrown Robin against the window pane.

"This is where I grew up!" Mother had whistled happily. He had been happy for her, she hadn't been in such a good mood for a long time. Not since ... tears welled up in his eyes. Mother had raved about Miling Road for a long time, but Robin hadn't noticed much of it. His thoughts were on his father, his eyes on the ground. Suddenly an excited voice had torn him from his dreams. “Robin, look, the mountains!” He had reluctantly turned his head to the window, but the next moment his nose was already stuck to the window in view of the wonderful view.

"Really very nice," Robin muttered lost in thought, staring out the window. Miss Fenning sighed. Now there were two.



so, done! very little happened, I know, and what happened was strange. but maybe the next part will be more exciting, who knows * g * the next parts will reveal secrets that no one would ever have guessed! * ggg * then bye!



and thanks to everyone who read the ff! * Euchalledrück *

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