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2024-10-29 19:42:56- Why is she so happy? - I was surprised, - He also purrs with joy!
Elaida stood out from a thousand with her character!
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There were flasks everywhere, dangerous reagents stood in cabinets without glass, scribbled sheets, rubbish and a lot of all sorts of things piled up on the teacher's table. And more crumbs. The teacher was constantly chewing something. The chemistry room was obviously not familiar with safety regulations. He was like his master, always quick-tempered and unpredictable, Edmond Rusch.
He looked like his character! Not cut, not neat, with a long yellow, always dirty, raincoat and high massive boots. In the bright yellowish narrow eyes there was always anger, rejection and distrust. It became terrifying when he passed by: he could grab a notebook for no reason, tear it up and, without justifying it, put two. He did a lot more. So many. So just do not list!
It became scary when he took out the flasks and began his experiments. He explained everything indistinctly, quickly, never required notes in a notebook, did not repeat the material covered, but the students liked it, precisely because of the unforgettable experiences.
For undisclosed reasons, Edmond paid great attention to phosphorus.
The students were interested, and today Leng asked this, but the teacher always avoided the question, this time he almost lost his temper! Or maybe it was not by chance that he was like that? Something made him act like this!
This evening, Lan was passing by the chemistry room, a greenish glow caught his eye, the teacher was still there ...
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There was a biology class. Our teacher, far from being a young man, walked around in the same shabby brown clothes and with a bag over his shoulder. His beard was unkempt, his hair was dirty and uncombed, one ear was crooked, a scar or something, but it looked like it had some kind of growth in the shape of a mushroom at its end.
His eyes are bright, a little sleepy and submissive, so that sometimes you involuntarily wonder if he is always like that?
In the bag, the man kept all sorts of herbs and minerals, and every lesson showed us amazing natural phenomena. He taught no better than a chemist, meanwhile, noticeably calmer, but the topics of the lessons were always very interesting, one might even say, strange and unexpected.
Today I got a green flower somewhere. And he was kind of worried. Long searched? Tired? The vein on my neck was beating like crazy.
Lamain de Tsyying, that was the name of the biologist, put the flower on the table and began to explain something. He wrapped his fingers around the plant, and it sank into his palm in an instant. Leng, who was sitting on the first desk, saw this and did not know what to say. Becca, borrowing the surprise from the redhead's face, asked the teacher if he needed help. He answered categorically, tightening his fist with the bloodthirsty plant.
“Where do they grow?” Lan whispered.
- It's too early for you to know such a thing...
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It was evening outside. Karme and I walked along a long, narrow corridor with huge open colorful windows. It was warm, because it's already May. The spring breeze touched my face, crickets sang in the distance, calmness and the lights of the first stars ... How I loved this time!
My friend is an excellent student and loves to read. A year ago, she moved from another school, but never settled down in a new place. The problem that caused the transition was that her classmates did not understand her very realistic views on everything. Crowd, also bespectacled - she was the perfect outcast of modern schoolchildren. During this year she has not changed, and therefore, other than me, she had no friends. However, changes have occurred in her appearance: this is a bob haircut, instead of a very long braid and contact lenses. However, even so, she did not stop braiding her pigtails, which is why she outwardly resembled a hedgehog with hundreds of thin thorns hanging in all directions.
- How do you like a newbie? - she asked, - Constantly something happens to him! Although, hmm, if not for his distrust of teachers, everything would be different, who does he think they are?
- Teachers? - I became thoughtful, - His words are so strange. What if it's true? After all, if you look from the side ...
- Do you support this fool? - Karma was surprised, - Drop it! He's a really weird person! Remember the first time he looked at the director, didn’t it seem to you that his eyes almost “got out”? This is fine?
- And I won't quit.
“Hmm, are you serious?” she exclaimed.
I nodded.
- I want to check what he's talking about. Is it so?
- You never know what some boy is talking about! - she shouted, - I'm amazed that you believe him! Didn't expect this from you. Clio! What's wrong with you?
The director passed by. His crooked teeth and a slanting smile that did not leave his face, now even a grimace, caused me bewilderment. We said hello and moved on. He didn't answer.
“Why is he smiling like that?” I asked.
- Do you take an example from Len? In your opinion, you can’t smile? ”My companion exclaimed displeasedly.
- It is possible, but not always.
Some noise was heard. We turned around.
-What was it?
-Where's the director? Was he just here?
It was already dark outside, but the sunset was still smoldering on the horizon. We were alone. Only bats flew overhead. The director is gone...
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In addition to Alfagessian, we also studied the Alfirinkian language. Our teacher, a young blonde, with white, often loose hair and long, somehow unnaturally elongated ears. She dressed very elegantly and a little unusually, preferring clothes with gothic green decorations. She was the kindest of all teachers, and we went to her lessons in high spirits and always returned happy. Embi explained clearly, everyone understood everything the first time and received only good marks. But something about her did not like our Len.
“Who was in her back room?” he asked us.
-Nobody. What were you doing there?” Karma asked. Every day, the newcomer caused her more and more distrust, even a little resentment.
- Not on purpose. She herself asked me to bring a stack of some books.
-And what?
You should have seen what they are about!
-About what?
-About elves and vampires! I wonder in what classes she teaches this mysticism? Why not in our class?..
-If she teaches, then she teaches junior high school students, - Carme continued, -Are you interested in these fairy tales?!
- These are not fairy tales! - Lan was indignant, - How can you not understand!
"Do you think she associates herself with elves?" I asked.
- Exactly! - the boy was delighted, - Clio, you are a true friend! And genius!
Karme snorted contemptuously and walked away. Anfissa - on the contrary - took a step forward.
- I think that Lan is right, - I exclaimed, - No matter how fantastic it may seem, we must believe him! After all, life does not obey the rules! And our teachers… I'm sorry, but I think they're acting a little suspicious.
- I already believe you, - said Anfissa, - After all, I told Len about Sarro la Casse. If it wasn't for me... He just saw something that my eyes didn't see. And thanks to me!...
-And this is very good!
- Wait, you mean to say that our teachers... No, Clio, you understand that. They may be strange, but we all have our oddities!
-But still! Take, for example, our class!
“Eternal dislike for teachers…” inserted Karma.
“Excuse me,” Lan began, “I guess I really said too much. How stupid of me! It's funny to me myself ... I'm sorry ...
“But I don’t!” I declared.
Friends are gone. Why did he admit he lied. To avoid looking stupid again in front of the others? Aren't fairy tales based on something? - I thought, - Let them, let them not believe me! None of them! But I myself saw everything that Len was talking about! I just kept silent, didn’t want to spoil my reputation, but I saw it!…
And where did I get so much confidence?
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History was different. We have never seen our teacher, as well as all the other students.
The historian, Nicollo Haylaren, taught exclusively online lessons. But even there we did not see him or his face, we only heard his voice. And all the words were said so in time, as if the teacher was present at the lesson. We were very surprised by this. When asked why they would not put another teacher, the director always found a million different excuses. Apparently, he was quite satisfied with such a system of education. Sondra and Lay liked the story - they considered Nicollo's voice a hoax, so they did what they really wanted in the lessons. Just like they did with others.
When the pranks went beyond what was permitted, they blamed the high school students for everything. When they failed, they said: “It just happened!”
At especially noisy moments, a voice exclaimed that history was worthy of being studied even after death, because if you skip classes now, you still have to learn them. Sooner or later! I wonder how an online record can say such phrases in such time!
But often the lessons were tedious, we listened to treatises about some battles and, I will not hide it, sometimes slept in anticipation of a call. The fun ended at the next lesson, at the test ...
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Lily was out and it was starting to slowly kill me. So what's slow? Terrible and unbearable! Loneliness brought me pain and coldness, and this, as a rule, drives people crazy. As I see it, vampires have also been affected. The evening was coming to an end, and the first stars were already beginning to twinkle in the blue-black sky. My face again began to resemble a white sheet and was terribly tortured. But, despite all these metamorphoses, the realization of their uselessness was the worst thing in the world. I was sitting with my legs crossed on a fluffy blanket, the very one that this mischievous vampire had once thrown at me, who had also disappeared somewhere. “She took him with her, which means he really is dearer to her ... - I understood, squeezing my elbows with force and digging my nails into the thin white skin. Suddenly, something warm touched my back and began to desperately stroke it all the way to the neck. I froze, unable to turn around and look into the face
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Explosive feelings 2
The heat of the blizzard is blowingAnd warms the souls of the two of us,Alas, sometimes it's coldLike a beast, cold and invisible. Sarro's joy knew no end! As much blood as he managed to steal yesterday, he had not drunk for a very long time! The vampire was even scared to imagine how much. He was no longer worried about anything: neither the fact that he wanted to arrange a magnificent feast, nor what was happening in the house - nothing. He did not answer Chiurelli's questions, was rude and closed himself again, reveling in the mysterious delight. He heard the screams of Nyashik and Erdeli coming from behind the door - they said that one of them was burned and again needed bloody treatment. “He wants to take away from me everything that I got with such hard and painstaking work! Definitely deserves it! You see, he appeared without a name and a past, such a handsome man, and now he imagines himself in charge? Let this not happen! Never…” - his arrogant inner voice took preced
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Explosive feelings
He was on the edge and brokeAnd all the pain subsided from the soul,And a new friend in the house appeared,Souls of his revealing the password. The silence of the night was cut by notes of a terribly unpleasant sound. They cut on the ears and drove insane those who, like me, tried to enjoy this silence. At first I did not know what it was, I even tried to guess, but the truth was so simple that it was worth going to her call, she opened without anyone's help. When I slipped out of Lee's bedroom and was already level with the door leading to Erdeli's room, I froze, not really expecting this! “This rascal also knows how to snore! Well, Lily definitely messed something up! You will not find such a vampire in the world anywhere else!” How long I looked at them and listened to this, to be honest, disgusting sound - I don’t know, only a certain feeling that has been tormenting me for more than a day, deprived me of any desire to do something, made me think over every ste
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Replacement 2
-Enough! came from behind me. Nyashik! What are you on time for? Came to the smell of torn feathers? And thanks a lot for that...-Let's get out of here! And don't get too close! Take a look and realize that she is alone, and you have many more defenders!“But this…” there were no other words except for “stupid”.It's her job to offend! Do you see how he rejoices when he enters into an argument?-Yes…- Shut up! It's pointless for her to say anything! Angry and ready to kill, I was forced to admit that this little vampire is my friend, and he does not want evil.- But managed to spoil the mood!She needed that! I sighed and, grabbing a few chocolates from the nearest table, bared my teeth behind the proud girl.-Let's go ... or else I ... A hand grabbed my elbow tightly. I turned around.-You!... One of those who are not indifferent to my fate.Thank you... but the meeting is over for today. I could not speak, the anger was so strong in my throat that I was afrai
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Replacement
I wanted to find her so passionatelyAnd he was ready for everything.Didn't see the beautiful world aroundAnd I only thought about love. There is no limit to my joy! Today this prankster slept all night! ... Yes, some vampires can do this, but neither I nor Sarro are one of those, I generally think that such are an order of magnitude lower. How wonderful it was to watch how this Nyashik, as he deigned to call himself, fervently clattered his teeth and muttered something. “Probably, I bit someone in a dream,” I thought, longingly realizing all the frailty of such a life, “How long does it take ... how many things could be done ...” - but even having the opportunity to do it, today I’m so tired , which was nothing at all. He sat, looking at the sleeping people, and quietly looked at the stars shining so brightly outside the window. He was cleaning his feathers, trying to find and feel what Lee was so attracted to and, probably, found - this is warmth. Feeling the movement
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pet
Didn't accept my loveAnd quickly created itAnd she replaced her own mother,But she couldn't compare! The newly appeared stranger delivered a lot of trouble! And that pissed Lee off terribly. So cute in appearance, at first he really was like that. He sat and rubbed against his palm, like a cat, twittering something in an incomprehensible language and meowing as if. But his true nature was not long in coming! If something was not according to his desire, Nyashik spread his little wings, began to run around the room, destroying everything he saw. And then he completely took up vampire affairs: he bared his fangs at every opportunity favorable to him. He did not let up for a minute, forcing him to sit and entertain him, but he did what he liked. So during that night, about three vases, several figurines and the already mentioned plate were broken, the Christmas tree was almost turned over twice and several of its balls were bitten. And this despite the fact that Lee ran after
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Irritation
He got such a life!And home, and happiness, and love,And before my eyes only my ownAnd warm blood flows!She alone deserves to liveShe alone does not betrayNothing can be closerWhat a new day brings you! Something definitely happened to me today! Such a wonderful mood flooded, and most importantly, I don’t know why. Before my eyes endlessly repeated yesterday evening. Its sweet tangerine scent and Lee's joyful words. I remember the warmth of her hands on my feathers, and what I can’t understand in any way is that it didn’t anger me at all. And after all before, yes quite recently! how annoying is that... The starry sky, at which we looked together with loving eyes, did not seem black at all to me, just like the cold that disappeared in an unknown direction. "Crap! My head is still spinning! There are some sparks ahead! What is happening to me?...” - I tried to find an answer all morning, but I couldn’t ... Yesterday evening stubbornly continued to spin in my mind. Me a
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I'm walking between the gray streets,Past the blue houses,The timid moon bunnies,Coming out of the clouds.Fascinated by the star hazeAnd I am offended by life.Spreading scarlet wings,I will emerge from oblivion! My mood changed faster than the clouds noisily driven by the cold snowy wind. How tired of everything when they said all sorts of nonsense! “Well, if you don’t like it, don’t read it! Why just piss me off?!“ Yes, we are talking about my novel. Readers' opinions are so opposite that I confess I don't know who to believe. Of course, I myself understand that this is how it always happens, but still ... And the character is to blame for everything! After one bad review, I do not believe the top ten who liked it. Strange, you say, but I will answer in my own way: I am a vampire, and therefore I perceive everything differently from you. Right now, I can't figure out what I'm thinking. Like about one book, and at the same time the imagination is already drawing anoth
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Epilogue of the third part
-... What is it? Are they reborn? Lily muttered in surprise, sitting across from me. The sea was ahead. Again, just like the first time we met! The azure waves were silvery somewhere in the distance, and the sunset was still smoldering on the horizon. How beautiful it was! - Looks like it does. Otherwise, they would not have played a wedding!-Yes. And so began the second life of our Sarro!- Remember how he generally treated this event. You and Becca...- Yes, since then he has changed a lot! - looking into the expanses of burning waves, I answered.- And the moon could not be reborn, because ...-That was a mistake of nature! Strange as it sounds... She's neither an elf nor a vampire. You know.-Yes… The pink mountains blazed in golden light. The forests rustled with dense juniper foliage. The last cicadas were singing, the air was warm and clean as ever. Everything seemed to bloom, shone and sparkled in anticipation of our meeting! Long hair carpeted the little mound on w
