not normal, he lives alone on the Hudson, you know the old horse mill!"Cecil nodded." There you should hear screams when the moon is full! "" Maybe he's moonstruck! ", Cecil whispered absently." There is no such thing! "Cecil didn't hear that anymore, his thoughts were with this boy. A pretty interesting guy. Cecil thought about not even dropping by him. With that thought, she got up and walked slowly towards him." Um sorry, but you're with me in the music class and I don't understand the intervals and the three sounds. Couldn't you explain that to me this afternoon? ", Cecil asked carefully and sat right next to him. Ashley put her hand in front of her mouth. Lucky that she had nothing in her mouth otherwise she would probably have choked on it! Sharon saw her first with a look that said: must-me -such-parasites-like-you-actually-always-annoy? "If it doesn't suit you, of course, I can ask someone else. "said Cecil, and became quieter.She just couldn't stand the look. She was trembling all over. It was a help to her that she didn't look like Ashley, who was already packing her things and getting out of here as quickly as possible. Sharon still had that terrifying look on her face. "Well, then ask someone else!" Was the smart answer and the conversation was over. Cecil ran back to her friend, who had already opened to her locker. "What are you thinking of going there? Are you completely nuts now?", Someone shouted immediately. Yes, smash my eardrum, it's just me, Cecil, your friend. Cecil just shrugged her shoulders in response. "Are you turning the bike now? I think I'll take you to your mother's place!" Joked Ashley.

After school, how beautiful, Tracy was standing at the school gate. Tracy lived a little far away. Near her mother. Tracy went to East Albany High School. And if everyone was like Tracy, then Cecil had regretted going here.In the end, she had a free choice. However, Cecil didn't really want to live with her mother, who had coffee parties as a hobby. No thanks, Cecil could really do without that with thanks. "And how was school?" Asked Tracy, glancing conspicuously at Ashley. Not that he wanted something from her or anything, no that was only meant whether the day had gone well with her. "How to take it!" "Tracy!" "Oh no, Ashley on the march, see you!" Cecil nodded and Ashley and Tracy had disappeared from the ground. So Cecil made his way back to the battlefield bike rack. How good, her bike was still standing! "What do you want from me again?" She was hissed again by Sharon, who looked at her again with a withering look. Man, Cecil really didn't want to meet this guy at night. But wait, what else had Ashley said today? Maybe we should have another Halloween party in the old Rossmühle and where did this guy live?Hadn't Ashley thought about it or was she planning to send Cecil there alone? “I just want to pick up my bike!” The withering look was by no means softened by this comment. No, on the contrary, it got worse, if that could be increased at all. "And what do you want here?" Asked Cecil. “Wait!” Oh no, with the best will in the world he couldn't have been more informative. “Cecil, little one!” Oh no, her mother! What was she doing here now? Invite you to a coffee party? Please blackmail the teacher to give her good grades in order not to let her hang in certain important courses. "Ah, Sharon! You know each other? How well, then, best come with Cecil. Sharon is still a bit shy about me!" Oh, Mom was the psycho woman in this film. I am not surprised that you were shy with her. One would probably have to talk to her about pink worlds. "I don't know him!" Muttered Cecil. And she knew that her mother had heard this.That was ignored, however. It seemed her mom had a bad feeling about this boy too. But everyone would have that, the guy looked at you as if he was going to jump at everyone's throat, first knock him unconscious, then kidnap somewhere in nowhere and then the victim was tortured to death. As right as in the movie Mobby Dick, the real story. The name already said something like, I am a pink whale, please don't catch me, I am peaceful and a vegetarian! In any case, she could hardly say no, because then her mother would definitely invite her to thousands of coffee parties and the days before she had to go to school, there were only such invitations. Without saying another word that her mother would have ignored anyway, she got into the car. The bike was unceremoniously put in the trunk. "Don't expect me to say a word to your psychomama!" Said Sharon when Cecil's mom noticed that the car was too small for the bike and that she still had to pull out the roof parts."I don't expect that either, do you think I would have come along voluntarily?" Sharon shrugged. “You had a choice.” “You too!” Silence. Cecil's mom got in the car and let the engine roar, it's only a matter of time before this junk has given up its ghost. The ride was calm, of course! What should you do with the guy next to her? "Are you new here? "; Cecil simply asked, because she was by no means uncomfortable with this silence, it was simply ridiculous! Sharon looked at her with a: what-is-it-about-you-we-have-nothing-to-do-each-other-look. So this boy communicated very strongly in the language that is also called facial expression here. "Just mine.", Cecil said indifferently, which was also the case. She just wanted to create a little mood, which shouldn't turn into an Ashley mood right away.

At home with Caroline Murray everything was pink, clean and pretty again. Strongly reminded of a Barbie house.Apparently her mother didn't want it to be true to be thirty-five. "My humble house! Cecil, little one, please get something to drink for Sharon and please lead him into the room!" Sure! The room, of course, could have been called the room of supernatural and generally senseless trifles. Some even came to Miss Murray because of an unanswered love letter. Her mother always made sure that it was called Miss. Everyone should think she was single, which she was in a certain way. Cecil made it clear for Sharon to follow her with a few small movements. This did it, but not without a "Pff!" to drain. "What would you like to drink?" Asked Cecil, with all kindness of course. “Do you have a strong vodka or something?” Who does he think he is? "Sure we did, but unfortunately the cupboard remains closed for the sick!" "Then it is good to know that you are not allowed to turn it!" Not even a grin or something.Was that meant seriously now? Not really, or maybe? Cecil now looked at him with a: you-are-but-funny-look. "Stop making strange grimaces, it makes you nervous." Nervous? Cecil thought nothing would throw him off course. But what do you expect from someone like that? He was sick, after all, and capable of anything. Maybe the guy just got anxious on nights of the full moon. She had to grin at the mere idea. "Ah, you seem to get along wonderfully!" Her mother whirled around. How can you be so full of enthusiasm? “By splendid I mean something else, Mom!” Cecil looked longingly outside and, to give an example, at Tracy's house across the street. "Well, let's start. Are you comfortable?" Sharon nodded. “Well, what's on your mind or no, why are you here anyway?” Cecil rolled her eyes, always the same pattern. "Because I was instructed here or did you forget?", Sharon asked and probably laughed himself to pieces inside. But Cecil had to laugh too. The boy really has it." Well. And why do you think you were admitted here? "" Well, because they are completely nuts. I mean, what can I do for it if my ex-neighbor keeps getting bad dreams about me? "Cecil had to control himself, this boy was pretty ambiguous with his jokes. And that this comment had worked was clearly noticeable in Caroline Murray. She tried desperately to create a lovely face, which she only managed with an ugly grimace." Mom what have you got Are you not well? ", Cecil asked with mock pity. This time it was Sharon who had to hold back. Cecil thought she hit the blow, this boy can actually laugh, a seedy person. That meant a closer examination of this alien." I'm sorry, Sharon, but I'm really not doing very well.Cecil will take you home. We're postponing that until next week, that suits you, doesn't it? "Miss Murray just sent looks that said:" Come on, say yes and immediately leave my pink field of vision! "

"I didn't even know that you could laugh!" Said Cecil and was still grinning. After the looks that her mother had on it, Cecil regretted not having had a camera with her! Sharon shrugged. “It's none of your business!” Cecil putted. "As you mean, but on Halloween you have to put up with us for better or worse, because we always have a party!" Sharon had one this time: if-you-dare-do-your-dirty-sweaty-feet- to-sit-on-my-property-I-will-cut-you-up-look at it. Cecil laughed and said: “I'm sorry, but there is nothing you can do!” Cecil was delighted, just at the thought of hearing Ashley's panicked screams, which probably reached as far as New York City.And Tracy would just laugh herself up! Oh yes and not to forget Sharon, how he has an exasperated look on it and would probably be taken as the role of the Grim Reaper in any horror movie. That will definitely be a real feast for the eyes. "What are you grinning about?" Asked Sharon and, oh a wonder of the world, he speaks on his own! "No, I just thought you might still want to come to Tracy! We're just standing in front of his house!" How did Cecil come up with that? Was she completely nuts now? She always knew that she had a bit of a waffle, but what can you say, her mother is a psychologist. That she had one at the waffle was immediately confirmed to her by Sharon, who had: are-you-kidding-me-now-or-what-should-that-looked at it. "I just mean, Tracy will come too and I thought you would get to know him first before you cut him up." The question marks over Sharon's head increased and