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Bożena Cudak - 30.09.2018 @ 16:58

Hey guys, this is the first chapter of the book 'Sunshine'. Marlene, Sophia and me wrote it. We hope, you`ll have fun with it and we`re excited to see, how you`ll continue the storyline.

Have fun writing. ;)    

Sunshine…

by Sophia Bosnak, Marlene Kosin, Zoe Groening, HPS Buxtehude/ Germany

Chapter 1

It´s raining outside and I´m standing here, waiting for the bus to arrive. The buildings around me look all the same. Everything in this town is always the same. Every day is the same. Nothing is ever different or interesting. It´s just all grey and bleak and that´s exactly what I’m too. I`m the kind of girl, nobody knows exists. I´m alone most of the time. I don´t talk and people don´t talk to me. That´s also why school was awful today, like it actually always is. It just feels so useless to me. I´m probably never going to need most of the things I learn at school. The bus is late and my hair is already completely wet. It was supposed to be sunny today, so I didn´t take my umbrella with me this morning. But the weather has changed. Maybe it also doesn´t know, what´s going on, I can totally understand what you mean, dear weather, I really do understand. 

Two months ago I realized that it´s actually not that important whether I´m good at school or not. I don´t have to be the best student that´ll ever exist. I put so much pressure on myself and now I just don´t care. If I say it like that, it sounds pretty good, but the bad thing about it is that I just stopped caring about anything at all. Nothing matters to me. Everything feels useless.

“Hey! Could you please stop staring at me? I mean, I like it when people stare at me. I love the spotlight and I love having everyone´s attention, but it´s getting a little weird now. If you´re trying to flirt with me….it´s not working.”

Wait, what? A girl only a few steps away from me, suddenly starts talking. I´ve been so lost in my thoughts that I haven´t even seen her standing there.

“Hello?!”

I start to look around and wonder who she´s talking to. It can´t be me, right? I would never look at someone more than two seconds. “Yes, I´m talking to you. You don´t have to pretend that you don´t know what´s going on. You´re the worst actor I´ve ever seen.”

And then she just bursts into laughter. I´m standing there with my eyes wide open. I can´t remember the last time I felt that embarrassed, and hell no, I don´t miss that feeling at all. Even though I´ve been staring at this girl for probably 5 minutes, if not longer, I see just now, what she looks like. She´s the same height as me. Her hair is black, but you can tell that she dyed it…and obviously not a professional hairdresser. It´s super patchy. There are brown spots all over it and even a white one. I don´t know, how someone could mess that up so badly. Is that even possible? She´s also really pale and dressed all in black. Black leather jacket, black t-shirt, black jeans and… what the hell……. black flip-flops? What is this girl doing? It´s not like I´m super well-dressed and know everything about fashion, but I swear, if Karl Lagerfeld saw that, he would get a heart attack and die. Yes, it looks that bad. Especially, when we think about the fact that it´s almost December. How does she still have feet? My feet would have gone numb by now.

But I have to admit that she´s going all-in with the “Everything I wear is black“-thing. Even her toenails are painted black. The only thing that´s not black is a bright coloured floral wreath on her head. Of course it doesn´t match the other clothes, but there´s something about it. It´s perfect! I think she stopped laughing two minutes ago, which means that I´ve stared at her, again. She must think I´m crazy by now. I look up and look into her eyes. She waves at me and screams ‘HEY!’ with a really high-pitched voice. And because I already made a fool of myself twice, I do the exact same thing. Now, we stare at each other, as if the situation wasn´t weird enough already.

“I´m so, so sorry” I start to apologize. “I didn´t want to stare at you. Usually, I would never do something like that, I swear.” I´m talking way too fast. Then she starts laughing again and says:

“You don´t have to apologize. I´m just taking it as a compliment. You just couldn´t help yourself ´cause I´m so pretty.”

Now, I feel uncomfortable, but I also wonder, how on earth, can this girl be so freaking confident?

“Hey Miss ‘I´m staring at pretty girls and apologize for it’, follow me!”

And then she just walks away. I can hear the weird noises her flip-flops make on the wet ground. I´m just standing there, wondering what just happened. And then I start running. I run after her. Why? I don´t know. I just have to. It just makes sense in a really weird way.

“Oh, so you´re actually following me. Okay, so...sunshine, any idea, what I´m going to show you?” After she said that, she looks at me with a big smile on her face and I just can´t help, but to smile back at her.

Zoe Groening - 13.11.2018 @ 16:58

I'm very curious, how this story will continue. We will probably pruduce a masterpiece all together. ;)

Leandra Kreisser - 15.01.2019 @ 21:45