school pays for drinks etc. 'I just thought,' oh no. I didn't feel like going to that ball at all. Which nobody would ask me about anyway. I didn't have anything like a nice evening dress or anything like that anyway. Maybe I can somehow let the ball slip? 'I was turning around when I ran into Marc's arms. I looked up and he gave me an angry look. 'What have I done now that he looks at me so angry? 'I blushed a little because some girls were still standing around us and staring at me, I looked into his face again, I didn't know why, but somehow I wanted to look at it again. But he was already looking at the note. I ran outside and dropped into the grass. 'Why did my heart suddenly start pounding so quickly and why did I really want to watch it again? 'I didn't understand anything anymore. I later met Sarah upstairs in the room."Hy Marie! Guess who invited me to the ball?" "No idea." "Basti!" she beamed overjoyed. "Oh .. I'm happy for you." She wrapped her arms around me and hugged me for a while.

The week passed quickly. On Friday in the last hour we had music. I had to share a note with Marc because he had forgotten his. I don't know why, but somehow I got this palpitation again as I had to get closer to him. One time he fished a pen out of my pencil case and he was so close to me that I had almost kissed him. I was pretty confused that day and could barely have a clear thought. I noticed that it was only a month to go to the ball. And as I had not expected otherwise, no one had asked me before. Many of the girls didn't have a companion either, not because nobody had asked them, but because they hoped Marc would ask them.I was surprised that he hadn't asked anyone before.

Sunday broke and I wondered what Sarah had come up with today. I waited until she was awake and then asked her, totally curious, "Well? What have you planned for today?" Finding guys for you. "I looked at her disappointed" But Sarah, you know that I don't like discos. Besides, first of all, nobody wants me anyway and secondly, I don't have any suitable clothes for something like that. "" No problem, that's why we go shopping today. And don't always say no one wants you because you're supposedly too ugly, if you would make more of yourself, the guys would run into you. "I blushed slightly, shook but then the head. "Don't argue, otherwise I'll be mad." 'I knew that I had no chance to contradict anyway, so for better or for worse I have to go with you today.'We went into town right after breakfast. I had to try on so many things that she held out to me, in which I actually felt quite uncomfortable myself. I wasn't the type of person like her who liked to be totally revealing. But after a while we found something we both liked. Back at boarding school, I put on my new clothes and she started to style me. First she opened my hair, she said I look so much better, then she put on me discreet make-up. When I looked in the mirror I was pretty flabbergasted at how I looked. So we set off at 10 p.m. We went to a club where she seemed to be more often, because the doorman greeted her with a hug. In the club I had to cover my ears first, I wasn't used to listening to music that loud, after a while I got used to it and we sat in a corner. It didn't take long and the first guys came to our table.One sat next to Sarah and the other next to me. Sarah immediately started flirting even though she liked her Basti so much. But she wasn't quite ready to commit herself just then. The guy next to me moved closer to me and I felt a bit uncomfortable. "Well, honey! How about a little kiss for me?" I looked at him in amazement. "Um, no thanks." "Oh come on, don't be too shy now." He held my chin and pressed me a kiss. I pushed him away, but I was too weak. When he started to push his tongue into my mouth, I was already drummed on his upper body with my fists, but it didn't help. Suddenly I felt how he was being pulled away from me, after a long period of disgust I finally opened my eyes and saw ... MARC. The guy yelled at him what that was about and so. A short time later they both went out. I paused for a moment and then ran after them. When I got out the guy was running away and Marc watched him go.I went to him and said a little "thank you". He just said, as always, in a totally unfriendly tone, "It's okay." What was going on? 'I suddenly saw that Marc was bleeding "Hey, you're bleeding." I took out a handkerchief and wiped it off for him. He was looking at me all at once, with completely different eyes, loving eyes. But from one moment to the next his mood changed again. "Take your fingers away. And next time watch who you're making out with." I couldn't believe it. 'I could choke him, what was going on? That loving sweet look. And then all of a sudden this angry, hard facade again. 'I went back to Sarah and we went straight back to boarding school.

"Sarah, I told you I hate discos, and now I know why again." I grunted angrily at Sarah. First I took a shower and, above all, brushed my teeth to get rid of this disgusting taste of this guy.I went to bed pouting. "Hey Marie, I'm sorry. I see it was a mistake. Please don't be angry anymore." I turned to her and looked at her. 'Actually, it would be bad if I was angry. She's my only friend, after all. "Yeah ... okay. I forgive you, but never drag me into a disco again." I smiled. "I promise !!" She hopped on my bed and another cuddle attack started. "You? Sarah?" "Yes?" "Can I tell you something? I want to know what you think about it." "Sure, speak up." I told her the whole story with Marc who was behind the bar, both but also played in class. I told her about my feelings and everything that oppressed me in that regard. She grinned cheekily at me. "What ??" "Well my little Marie, after what you told me I would say ..." "Yes?" "... you are in love" "WHAT ??? No, definitely not with that one. Never. "" Yeah, if you think so. At some point you will recognize it.“I turned around and thought. 'Was I really in love with Marc? No, why should I? The way he treats me? How should I love him? However, the thing today was really sweet of him, at least until he was back became such a monster with that cold look. ”I thought for a long time until I finally fell asleep.

The alarm clock brought me out of my most beautiful dreams again and this time I almost really stayed where Sarah hadn't thrown a pillow at me. So there was a pillow fight first. I sat back at my table at breakfast. And who came straight for it again? Marc. 'Why does he always drive at me like that and then he sits down next to me. So that he won't find a place anywhere else, I don't think so. 'I walked out of the dining room again asap to my "favorite lesson" story. I hardly listened to Ms. Müller, as I often do. Suddenly Sarah passed me a note.I unfolded it and read, 'I forgot to ask you yesterday who invited you to the ball? Tell me already. 'I sighed and wrote back,' Of course no one yet. Was that to be expected otherwise? I don't think I go to that shitty ball. Just don't feel like it. 'I gave her the note back while Frau Müller was writing something on the blackboard. I looked over at Marc for a moment, but he gave me another cool look. 'What have I done to him? 'I got Sarah's answer back. 'Really not? And what if Marc asked you? 'I had to shake my head with a grin.' Sarah has a fantasy. 'I wrote back' that will never happen anyway, he probably won't be that stupid and take the ugliest of them all out of class. 'I put the letter back and the doorbell rang at the end of the hour. Sarah took me aside. "How often do I have to tell you that you're not ugly, huh? I don't think it's sooo unlikely that he'll ask you."" Oh yes it is, believe me. He won't take me .. and I will most certainly not get to the ball. "Sarah was about to answer when Basti called her.

The week passed pretty quickly again and now there were only 2 weeks left until the ball. Of course, nobody had asked me, what surprised me was that Marc hadn't asked anyone. 'He could have them all. Why is he waiting so long? 'The lunch break had started and I watched me eat quickly. Unfortunately, I couldn't avoid him again sitting at my table. But no sooner had he sat down than I got up. I was on my way to my room when someone grabbed my arm. I looked around and ... suddenly Marc was standing in front of me. “What-what do you want?” I tried to sound calm. He looked at me a little embarrassed. 'Now he's looking so sweet again that I would like to smooch him and in two seconds his mood will probably change again."Well ... II wanted to ask you something." "And that would be?" I tried to sound easy even though my heart was starting to beat again. "Well ... um .." 'Sweet how he stutters' "... is anyone going to the ball with you?" I looked at him puzzled .. "Uh .. no. Why?" He pocketed me Flower in hair and disappeared. I stood there frozen and didn't know what to make of it. 'He gave me a flower. But .. he could have had any other, so why me? 'I went to my room totally confused and didn't see anything around me until someone stopped me. "Hey you ... you have a flower in your hair, does that mean you ugly thing has someone asked if you want to go to the ball with him?" I said defiantly in her face and went on. 'Yes, somebody asked me once, the swarm of girls at the boarding school so what? 'I sat at the window and enjoyed the view. I was so absorbed that I didn't even notice Sarah walk in."Hey, but hello. You have a flower in your hair, does that mean someone didn't think you were as ugly as you always said?" She poked me in the side. I looked at her. "Yes ... and you will never guess who it was ..." "Come on, tell me." She looked at me intently. "Marc ..." "What? Honestly? Well, it's nice, and you always said you would be the very last one he would take for sure. That's what you get." just kidding? "She hugged me. "Why should he do something like that? I really don't judge him that way." She