The next day, it didn't rain anymore and Drawde almost felt like in sunny London. She inhaled the sun deeply and also didn’t slip when she went to her car.
Whistling, she drove to school and when she heard the song Tell him what you think she decided on whim to take Alleb to task today and ask what his problem was. Probably he was simply in love with her and could only show her this way. That was another one of Drawde’s problems. All the boys who fell in love with her could only show her through aggression - such a shame. Drawde was very indignant when she went to biology class and Alleb wasn’t there. Far too late, she realised that she would only have biology in the fourth period and that this class wasn’t even hers. She blamed the teacher for not having informed her thusly and marched out, her nose in the air. Impatiently, she waited until the fourth period and entertained herself with taming rain worms. Mostly, they obeyed only when she accidentally strangled them to death or stepped on them. Eventually, the fourth period arrived. “Drawde, where have you been?” the girl asked, whom Drawde realised, was Erica. “I tamed rain worms”, she declared proudly and showed her the dead worm. “That one was naughty”, Drawde informed Erica quickly. “You missed class, Drawde.” Drawde shook her head vigorously. “Not true, didn’t you know that we only have biology in the fourth period and I was sitting in there with complete strangers.” “Drawde, first we had other classes. You missed four tests and an assignment.” “Ayayaya”, Drawde shouted out dramatically. “And it is all his fault.” “Whose fault?” Erica asked. Drawde sighed deeply. “Alleb’s. We wanted to meet in biology.” Erica raised one of her eyebrows curiously, Drawde wanted to be able to that, too. She tried for a minute but made a complete fool out of herself. “You wanted to meet?” Erica asked and interrupted Drawde’s deplorable eyebrow-lift-attempts. Drawde nodded promisingly and skipped the part in which only she wanted to meet him. Her prospects to be the coolest chick in the school were not going according to plan but meeting a pale, possibly anorexic, perfectly walking to the beat of Chariots of Fire, biology coming, hanging out with weird people, Alleb-called, possibly not anorexic but still not eating boy increased her chances deliberately, Drawde thought confidently. She always considered the glass to be half full, except if there was strawberry juice in said glass, which she didn’t like and was happy when it was finally half empty. Either way, Drawe was happy when biology class commenced, but this rush of happiness didn’t linger, as Alleb seemed to be gone without a trace. So Drawde sat in biology, boiling with anger and thought about what Alleb would have to do to make up for it. Then she remembered that this had not even been a real date and Alleb probably was just ill, but it was an impertinence nevertheless. An Alleb-less day went past and when Drawde drove home with the junker her father had given her, she couldn’t see the road being blinded by tears - some more monkeys killed, why were there so many monkeys around? She wondered. And they drove cars, too - irresponsible. The next days, Alleb stayed absent and Drawde assumed it had something to do with the mysteriously good weather. Why it had to be sunny when she wanted to talk to a pale boy, she didn’t understand and wrote a hate letter to Mother Nature. Now she had to hang around with the uncool people like Erica or Jessy. Their pathetic group had been enlarged by the boys Maik, Taylor and Angelo. They sat together in the cafeteria. “Oh, Drawde”, Maik was purring at the moment. “Although you look like someone who is only into mysterious men, I wonder whether you could condescend to handing over the milk.” Drawde only turned away contemptuously and left drooling Jessy to hand him the milk. Drawde was neither impressed nor flattered by the boys’ flirtatious behaviour as she knew she was a ten or more. Angelo and Taylor were also looking at her yearningly although Drawde demonstratively turned away and showed them the back of her hair. Suddenly, Taylor drew away Angelo’s chair without any obvious reason and the latter slumped on the floor. Taylor ran away as if stung by an adder and cackled endlessly. Such an idiot, Drawde thought as he - after completing this idiotic act - had said “my precious” and pointed at me - like in Lord of the Rings. Again, Drawde cursed the fact to be forced to hang out with such idiots and scanned the room, bored. She missed Alleb. Suddenly she realised that the other four people of the weird family were sitting at their table. Why hadn’t she noticed earlier? Well, whatever, they looked as if they were dating anyway, somehow like that, although they were siblings but Jessy most certainly had only mixed that up and the truth was that the only thirty year old Dr Fallen (the profession was chosen at random) had adopted them and they weren’t even related - there were things beyond weirdness. When Drawde was sitting in biology class a couple of days later, she was more than puzzled to find Alleb sitting next to her. Totally surprised, she turned to him and thereby threw her long hair over her shoulder. Unfortunately, she flung her hair ends into Alleb’s eyes, who screamed in pain. For a nanosecond, Drawde considered apologising, but that was beneath her, so she simply giggled. Alleb looked at her, annoyed, and then looked out of the window. Drawde beamed as she was sitting next to such a mysterious boy. “Do you like the rain?” Alleb then asked out of nowhere. Drawde blinked a couple of times too often, as she hadn’t been prepared for the question. “Er, no, I don’t like the wet and cold”, she read the sentence the teacher was writing on the blackboard. Better than no answer. Alleb smirked and Drawde nearly keeled over. Alleb had leant forward and pushed her and Drawde could only just so keep on to her chucks. “If you hate rain so much, why did you move to the place with the highest rainfall rate?” Alleb continued to interrogate her and had put on his nerd glasses for that reason. “WHAT?” Drawde shrieked. “This is the place with the highest rainfall rate. I need to leave.” Screaming, she hurled out of the classroom, but as the bell was ringing, no one noticed. The students of Spoons Highschool had got used to Drawde’s theatrical outbursts. In hindsight, Drawde wondered whether her reaction had been a teensy weensy over the top and swore to not shout out loud during classes henceforth (which was very hard for her - in English, she couldn’t avert it three times, but the teacher had ceased to wonder). So now Drawde was standing on the parking space and mulling over how to get closer to Alleb, when she heard tyres screeching and then a couple of things happened the same time:
“Oh my god, Oh my god”, she yelled. “You may call me Alleb”, he responded and she nodded reverently. “How did you do that”, she whispered breathlessly. “Do you have potential superpowers?” Alleb looked from right to left - very slowly. “Er, no, why would you think that?” “You just saved me.” “Shit happens, I will see you tomorrow.” He left. “I love rain”, she shouted after him and then remembered her vow to stop shouting about, but then she also remembered that that was only true for the classroom and so she screamed a couple of other things, too, like: Alleb is the greatest, in the name of Alleb’s father, Alleb’s son and the allebstish spirit, Jessy is a skank and Oh my dear, look at her coming out of the rabbit hole. At some point, she decided to go to the hospital at last, only to seem even more pathetic and helpless. “Say goodbye to your driving licence”, Charlie screamed to no one particular and sat down with Drawde, “You could have been dead”, he said and looked at his finger nails. Drawde bit her lip, as her father had just said the ominous sentence she had wanted to say. So she simply nodded and they drove home.
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