up. In contrition, she backed away and asked: "What do you want?"
A triumphant grin appeared on his face. "Well, there is a lot I want ..." She didn't like the demanding look in his eyes at all. "... but how about we start small? Hm? You will play my little slave for the next few weeks and do whatever I want." Savannah wanted to protest furiously, but Madara held a hand in front of her mouth . He leaned slightly up to her ear and breathed in a hoarse voice:
"Otherwise it could end badly for you ..."
Remain silent. A sinister grin spread across his face as he looked into her eyes. Their resistance was broken.

"I do anything you want"

The lunch break had finally started. Relieved to have come through the worst of the day, the youngsters streamed out of the school building in droves to spend their break in the cafeteria with a warm meal or to meet friends at popular places such as the cafeteria, the beach or the big one Meet the lawn.A few sought refuge in the silence of the library, where they would spend the next few hours in the world of Goethe's horror literature and Schiller's balades or the novels from antiquity and new modern documents. Leena herself let herself fall back on her bed in her room and let out a breath. The strict school program was something in itself. In addition, there would be afternoon classes where she could demonstrate her strengths. Even if she liked it here at the boarding school, she wanted the weekend to be here as soon as possible. Not only because it was the only two days of the week on which there were neither normal classes nor special afternoon training, but also because this weekend was a very special one. The anticipation was so great that she could hardly stand it on her bed and would have loved to chase after her friend, who had briefly disappeared into the cafeteria to get them both a little snack. The Anderson rose with a flourish and paced restlessly up and down the room. Every now and then she stopped at the window to
to catch a glimpse outside. On the window sill there were neatly arranged fine plants, whose delicate flowers shone in the most beautiful colors and exuded a pleasant, sweet scent throughout the room. Leena breathed it in. For a moment there was an incredible calm inside her. She heard her heart beat and her lungs regularly inhale and exhale the vital part of the air. For a moment she blocked out the babble of voices that crept through the open window and concentrated on the birds singing. She felt so incredibly relaxed. "-Ena? Hello? Can you hear me?"
Irritated, the named blinked a few times. "-Hm?" Sam shook his head, uncomprehending. “Have you dreamed of your lover?” Laughing, Black dodged her roommate's fist and raised her hands defensively. “Don't be offended now.” Defiantly Leena crossed her arms and turned back to the window. "I also have strawberry cake ..." Sam tried and suppressed a smile when her friend turned around hesitantly and looked at the cake in her hand with a light in her eyes. "You can also benefit from it," she observed with amusement at Anderson, who showed her a bird, but stole a piece from her hand. With her prey, the blonde-haired woman sat down on one of the chairs in the room and started over the cake. "You could at least have taken forks with you," she said after the first tasting. Sam shrugged and sat down on her bed. "-Didn't think about it. The cafeteria was so full. I'm glad that I was able to get hold of plates for the cake, let alone the cake itself." The two girls sat next to each other for a while, chewing, quietly with her own thoughts before the Black raised her voice again.
"You still haven't told me why you were late for class. After all, you were gone before me this morning."Anderson swallowed the last bite of the sweet pastry and put the plate on the desk next to her. Grinning mysteriously, she crossed her arms behind her head and stretched her feet on the table. She liked to know something she was doing." Sam's curiosity could arouse. "Come on, tell me. Did a super-cute boy drag you into the nearest closet? "Leena rolled her eyes. That her friend only had to think about one thing." -No, happily not. I got out earlier this morning because someone told me yesterday that breakfast should have Italian rolls with mozzarella and tomatoes that would be gone quickly if you didn't hurry. You know how attached I am to Italian food. Well, in any case there was a little scramble in front of the buffet and I accidentally ran into the cook and she stumbled on the floor with the quark in her arms. "Sam couldn't help laughing, but calmed down quickly when she got to feel Leena's angry look." Unfortunately, that stupid aunt didn't believe me that it wasn't on purpose, and then I was supposed to wash her as a punishment help of the dishes. You can't even imagine how humiliating and gross that was! "She grimaced in disgust when she remembered it." - All well and good. That explains why you were late today, but not why you are in such a good mood and still in such a good mood. "Suddenly the blond-haired woman's face brightened up again. She leaned down to her roommate and took her hands in hers." While I was scrubbing, I happened to overhear a conversation between two women. They talked about having the weekend off because they don't need that many cooks, for the reason that there's going to be a huge city party with all the trimmings down in Santa Cruz and the whole boarding school is invited ! "Sam stared speechlessly at her counterpart. Suddenly she jumped up and hugged her friend stormily. Screaming with joy, the two girls jumped around the room." We're going to a party, we're going to a party! "Singing and laughing at the same time, Black turned in a circle, but was grabbed by the arm by Leena, who looked at her seriously again." But that stays between us, yes? It wasn't supposed to be announced until Friday or so and I'm not in the mood for further detention with this aunt. "A little muffled in her joy, the Black nodded." All right, I promise.

The sun was high in the sky and let its warming rays slide down to the earth. Not a single cloud covered the deep blue sky. The sea rustled softly and glittered to itself. On the way to the beach there was a small path that was ideal for jogging or walking if you didn't want to get a pile of sand in your shoes. Jasmine was lucky. The last double physics lesson with the snake alias Orochimaru had been canceled.Nobody knew why. And most of them didn't care. Orochimaru was not very popular with his students. In general, he had a rather bad reputation in the boarding school. Be it because of his repulsive manner, which always reminded of a hungry snake - where his nickname came from - or because of his urge to prevent any fun and every little joy and to play off both teachers and students against each other. For example, he had his favorite students, whom he preferred without further ado, which didn't exactly make him more popular with them, and certain scapegoats on whom he liked to vent his bad mood all too often. The only power that could offer him slogan was Tsunade. It was a mystery to everyone why she hadn't fired the bursa yet. Jasmine shook her head. She didn't want to waste another thought on this strange teacher and preferred to enjoy the beautiful day. Since she had nothing better to do anyway and had no desire to simply lie on the lazy skin, she quickly dug out her jogging shoes and walked down the path to the beach.
Breathing heavily, she stopped on a ledge and began to stretch. She loved this type of endurance sport and it would also be a good warm-up for the afternoon surfing session. She paused briefly in her position and watched two seagulls while they circled each other, screeching loudly, before they flew together into the sky. A small painful stitch in her chest brought her back to the present. She quickly turned her head away and preferred to concentrate on tensing her leg muscles, which she didn't really want to do anymore because she had tensed up.
"You should relax a bit, so the stretching training won't do you any good." Jasmine was silent and didn't bother to turn around. She had noticed him long ago, but hadn't felt like paying any attention to her secret pursuer. She heard him approach her. The gravel crunched softly under his feet.
"I've never seen you here and I know this track like the back of my hand," he began. “You must be one of the new ones.” It sounded more like a statement than a question. The Owen smiled slightly. Should this be an attempt to engage them in conversation? She still didn't think it necessary to turn to him and preferred to focus on a certain point on the horizon while standing, stuck one leg behind her head until she felt a slight tug. If he had snuck up from behind, she wanted to let him fidget a little longer. When she heard an amused snort, however, she frowned.
"You know ... you shouldn't necessarily do such gymnastic exercises in front of strangers. It's easy to get ... strange thoughts," the mockery in his voice was unmistakable. Indignant, Jasmine turned around and started a lecture that would have washed itself. But when she looked into the face of the person opposite, the spit stayed away.She felt her heart cramp in pain and beating hard and loud against her chest. Her breathing quickened. The sweat came out of her pores and covered her skin with a light film. Her eyes were wide open and she stared at the young man in front of her. Red tousled hair that stuck out in all directions. Warm brown eyes that looked at her confused at that moment. A slightly muscular torso, which stood out under the T-shirt, and a charming smile that would have made every woman's heart beat a beat faster.
Jazz slowly found her voice again. Countless images and questions popped up in her brain and made it difficult for her to come to a clear thought.
"S-Seth ...?" She whispered. Her throat felt so