A lot of first times

Komentář autora, který si povinně všichni přečtou!: Víte, co mě hrozně štve? Proč lidi dávaj svejm povídkám anglický názvy, když píšou v češtině? To maj tak malou slovní zásobu, nebo chtěj naopak předvést rozsáhlost té cizojazyčné? Nebo prostě jen nejsou schopní vymyslet dobře znějcí název v čj? To je docela smutný. Ne že by moje názvy byly nějaký úchvatný, Doučování zla je docela úsměvný, co si budem nalhávat, ale na druhou stranu musíte uznat, že to člověka zaujme a já jsem s tím názvem spokojená. Příde mi lepší než například: Evil lessons, Lessons of Evil a já nevim jak všemožně by se to dalo překládat.
Takže jsem se naprdla a demonstrativně předvedla, jak má podle mě vypadat povídka s anglickým názvem.
PS: Chyb si nevšímejte a do překladu se mi nechce.
A ano, jsem si vědoma toho, že mě s takovouhle pošlete někam, ale kdyby se našel zájemce, dodám KRATIČKÉ pokračování.  POKRAČOVÁNÍ JIŽ DODÁNO (ta část po ***) Jo, málem bych zapomněla, inspirace knížkou, nikoliv seriálem, takže blonďatá modrooká Elenka :P
Have a nice day and comment in English if you dare :P

She was sitting at her desk, unwrapping the sandwich she had brought from home. She was so hungry she could have eaten a horse, but even a little snack like this was helpful. She took a bite but almost choked on it. There was a guy, a new one, entering into the class. He was so handsome it was indescribable. He passed her by without a glance, sat behind her. She swallowed the bite. Who was that guy? She would have absolutely noticed him, if he wasn’t there for the first time. She wanted to turn around, take a look at him, but she was suddenly afraid to move. That had never happened to her before. She was the school queen, she could  do whatever she wanted to. But not this time.

The bell rang, the teacher walked into the room. Stefan was staring through the window. It wasn‘t easy for him, not at all. So many people, so much noise from their heartbeats, the sound of blood flowing in their veins. It was almost unbearable for him to just be here and listen. One pulse was faster than the others. He could  swear that it was the blonde girl’s one. She had beautiful long hair and she smelled good. He felt a toothache in his tusks, but got over it, looked again out of the window.

Elena was shaking. What was wrong with her? She didn’t give a damn about boys, well, she appreciated their attention, but that was all. She had to calm down. It’s just a hot guy with an adorable broken smile so let’s do what I shall do instead of this nonsense. She turned her head back.

 Stefan stopped breathing. Her violet blue eyes, just like the stone in his ring, gazed at him with an innocent curiosity. But this wasn’t exactly what amazed him that much. He had seen the face before but it didn’t belong to this girl. It was Katherine’s face, she was a dead ringer for her. How is it possible? Katherine is dead, I’m sure she is. But the resemblance is undeniable... Her lips were moving and he realized that she was trying to tell him something.

„Excuse me?“

Is he kidding me? Elena thought. Does he have any idea how much did it take to convince my self to speak aloud?

She took a deep breath and started all over.

„May I borrow your pen?“

He looked down at his table and handed it to her.

She wrinkled her forehead.

„Do you have any other?“

„No.“

„And how are you going to write down your notes then?“ She smiled in a surprise.

„I’m not,“ he answered nervously.

„Ok. Thanks.“

He was sweating. Pain hit his jaw again. When the class was over he rushed out of it but the girl walked in his way.

„You don’t want it back?“

He grabbed the pen, didn’t say a word and got around her.

She opened her mouth in an astonishment. She wanted to ask him out or make a simple conversation, but he didn’t give her any chance and ran away. What the hell? Does he know I’m the prettiest girl in school? He can’t treat me like this! No one ever does! Next time I won’t let him. She promised herself and left the classroom.

***

She was as angry as only a woman can be. He was ignoring her! Avoiding her! Why? It didn’t make any sense! It frustrated her - that much she agreed on meeting with Tyler and his friends that night at the school playground. She pick up short blue dress and gathered her hair in a ponytail. The door bell rang, Caroline was waiting for her. She hadn’t been the best friend of her but she didn’t want to come all by her self.

„Hey, ladies,“ Tyler Lockwood was grinning from ear to ear as a drunk jerk, actually, he had always been a jerk and at that very moment he was certainly drunk, so she didn’t blame him.

„Hey, guys,“ Elena smiled and sat on the bench.

She didn’t feel very comfortable but she was convinced that a little of alcohol would help her. Tyler’s warm arms embraced her waist and she didn’t shake them of only shivered a bit.

„Aren’t you cold?“ he whispered in her ear.

„Hot as sunlight,“ she replied.

Other boys were flirting with Caroline and girls whose names she didnť bother to remember. They were standing in tactful distance from them and she didn’t like it, she didn’t want to be with that guy alone, at least not sober. She grabbed a bottle of vodka and took a nip from it. It tasted horrible but occupied her. She took next and next and next - and party could be started.

Stefan was walking in forest trying to stop thinking about her but couldn‘t. Her fair hair filled up all his mind. It was hard to resist her but he had to. He wasn‘t under his control and he might have hurt her. He heard a noise and smelled a deer. The hunter in him had been awaken.

„Dance with me!“ Elena yelled at David.

„I’m not really a good dancer,“ he mumbled bashfully.

„I don’t really care,“ she answered and drew him close.

The boy was right - he was terrible so Tyler replaced him. Elena didn’t mind it. She was happy that some one was dancing with her.

„Wanna take a walk?“ he asked.

„Why not? Let’s go.“

Her head was pumping and she was staggering. She needed fresh air and quiet, maybe a glass of water but that wasn’t realistic for that time. Tyler had completely different conception of what Elena needed or wanted. He propped her against the tree, squeezed her frail  arms.

„What are you doing?“

„What do you think I am?“ he laughed in the soft skin of her cheek.

„Stop it!“

She shuddered with disgust when the large palms clasped her hips.

„Come on, Elena, don’t be so touchy.“

„Let go of me, you bastard!“

She started to panic. He was big and much stronger than she was. She couldn’t push him away if he wanted to rape her. His hands got under her dress.

„Shut up and enjoy it.“

Elena screamed. Not very clever, she thought, but better than nothing.

„Let her go!“ dynamic voice broke Elena’s sobs.

Tyler turn his head back but didn’t set Elena free. He saw a boy smaller than him (there were maybe one or two others, he was too drunk to count).

„Get lost, dude, it’s not your business,“ Tyler growled.

It didn’t frighten off the boy. He took few steps and faced the muscular football player.

„I said let her go,“ he repeated more forcefully.

Tyler froze for a second then stepped backwards. Elena took a breath, a deep one, but didn’t move.

„Aren’t you meant to be somewhere else?“ The guy said and Elena finally recognized him as Stefan.

Tyler just gazed confusedly but walked away.

„Are you ok?“ Stefan asked her immediately.

„Yes, I guess so. Thank you,“ she responded with trembling voice.

„You’re welcome.“

Damn it! How could he have done this to her? She was so innocent in his eyes like a porcelain doll or like a five years old girl. He wanted to hug her and buy her ice-cream.

„What have you been doin‘ here?“

„Just passing by and heard you screaming.“

„Well, lucky me that you’ve been JUST going for a walk in the middle of the night in nowhere.“

„I’ll take you home,“ he avoided her unspoken question.

„Such a gentleman,“ Elena murmured, didn’t know he had heard her.

They had walked in silent not for very longtime.

„This must be true hell for you, isn’t it?“

„Huh?“

„Being alone with ME,“ she smiled bitterly.

„Just keep going, ok?“

„No, it’s not ok!“

Please, Elena, don’t do this to me!

„What‘s wrong with you? I mean why are you such a big mystery? You’ve come from no-one-knows-where you don’t talk to anybody and you are obviously afraid of me or hate me or I don’t know what, but I know for sure that I don’t like it, so tell me what’s your problem?!“

He was surprised. She didn’t seem like a doll anymore. She seemed brave and strong and - yes, he was absolutely afraid of her at that moment.

„I don’t hate you.“

„Then what is it?“

He hesitated. He had no clue what he should say to her.

„You remind me of someone.“

Elena was shocked. She expected a lot of things but this. She wanted to ask him another question but he had turned around and walked away. She followed him.

They had been standing in front of Elena’s front door.

„Thank you again for the rescue. I needed it.“

„Sure. Whenever,“ he smiled and she melted.

„Who do I remind you of?“

He watched her nervously, thoughtfully, his smile broke a little but it was still there.

„I’ll tell you the next time.“

Her heart jumped but she didn’t show it just kept staring at him.

„Ok. I look forward to it.“

„Good night, Elena.“

„Night, Stefan.“