5 Chapter five

- What the hell are you doing? I pushed the brown boy away, scared a few steps away

"I was just thinking ..." he said, and I interrupted angrily

"You just thought I'd be one of your conquests," I shouted angrily into his face, "so you were very wrong!" I left James confused at the wooden picture

Okay, okay, I may have overreacted to the thing, since just a kiss was a simple kiss. Not true? Darkness had been raging throughout the city for some time.

I pulled on my coat a little longer. The cold on such a winter night fell very well on the orange light of the street lights as they lit up the whole street somehow had a reassuring effect on me. There used to be a couple of failures and each one started with a simple kiss, maybe that's why I got so stuck. I had a friend Holden last year, I was happy with him. We were together for two full years, the best time of my former life, but all good things come to an end once and for all. My parents were filming a movie in Paris and I went with them by the time we got back Holden went to a busy university, we tried remote connectivity for a while, but let's just say we didn't get along.

So now I don't need another badly ending relationship, especially not with James. I walked slowly through the streets although I was really looking forward to not wanting to get back to the academy. Because I knew that as soon as I arrived Jessica would immediately start asking questions about my meeting with James and I didn't feel like chatting about this topic. I really didn't want to, but eventually I reached the double door of the academy and had to go in because out here sooner or later, but I'm going to freeze. So I'll go straight up to my room.

I took off my completely soaked coat and hung it on a hanger next to the door to dry. I took off my wet clothes and threw them on the bed, unzipped my hair and ran it in with both hands with a loose gesture and then headed for the bathroom.

The room had a separate bathroom, for which I am sincerely grateful it would be quite scary to walk down a corridor full of boys and then even take a bath with them to shake the cold out of the thought. I opened a shower and let the warmth permeate my whole body. Then after I took a proper bath I picked up my pajamas leaving my hair free so it dries sooner.

I took the weekly laundry to the laundry. I was just about to go to one of the washing machines when I saw him, the boy we don't call by his name. He folded his freshly washed clothes at the washing machine closest to the door, so I tried to camp at the farthest. I started packing my clothes in the washing machine.

"I know you're angry," the boy said as he came up to me and began to pack my clothes into the white machine.

"I'm angry," I nodded as I poured out the right amount of washing powder and then started washing.

"But we still have to work together on that," he said, and he was absolutely right about this semester, but we're not going anywhere yet. he held out his right hand to me

- Peace. I smiled and shook his hand with joy

The end