I was standing at the bus stop waiting for Yulka. Yesterday, because of a skirmish with Alina, I did not have time to properly examine the building of our institute. Now I wasn't disturbed by anybody, and I stared at the light yellow building with large windows with curiosity. There was a wide staircase with a lot of people on it in front of the entrance. To the left and right of the stairs, there were columns, top, and bottom of which were decorated with stucco. The building itself was very old but well designed. The only thing that embarrassed me was why the color was yellow. The color is undoubtedly beautiful, but it doesn't fit here at all.
- Where are you, Julia? - I looked at the big clock on the leather strap that was hiding under the sleeve of a sweater.
A crowd of laughing guys passed me first, followed by Lapina and her entourage. Does this mean that the guy she likes is in the company she just walked past me? I looked, but as much as I wasn't trying to find through the eyes of a fatal beauty, I couldn't do it. They were all ordinary.
- You don't even have to look there, none of them will pay attention to you," a mocking voice was heard near me. Alina again.
- I don't need anybody there," I just answered.
- Well, though, what else do you guys want to do? All we have to do is admire the beauty of it.
The girls rusted up. I hope she didn't call herself beautiful? I'm so sick of her. Maybe I can pinch her while nobody sees her? I think her girlfriends will be happy - one less opponent.
- Look," I said to her, "your legs are so long.
- Thank you," she calmed down right away after my "compliment.
- Especially the left one," I decided to add.
- What? - The owner of the long legs was outraged. Her girlfriends were laughing quietly.
- Look, go where you're going," I turned to her.
- You, you little bastard, will answer for everything! Do you understand? - Alina threatened me.
Can I say that I am not afraid? Although, okay, let him think I'm shaking out of fear. At that time, Yulia came up to us.
- What do you want here, in the oblast? - A friend snuck out at Alina.
- I see you've been talking to the trash," Lapina said abominably.
- I bend over here alone, it's you," Yulia said.
- You will both still dance! - The "artificial" girl started to spread out again.
Neither I nor Yulia had time to answer anything because a young man came to us. Quite tall, with a good build. My hair color is chocolate, my eyes are blue (interesting combination), straight nose, beautiful shape of lips, chin is a little pointed. The short sleeves of the T-shirt opened a beautiful view of the muscles that rolled under the skin. Pretty, but no more. Didn't catch me.
This guy and Yulia had a strange look. And then he put his hand on his waist.
- You asked me to wait for you, wanted to talk about something, and you're standing there talking about your legs," the guy once said. Friends behind him were dying of laughter.
- Come on," the girl hugged him by the waist, too, and they walked away from us. Well, at least somebody figured out how to fire her from here.
- Hello, - Yulia said hello belatedly. - What did she want from you?
- I have no idea.
My girl and I went to classes. When I sat down in my seat, I realized that I found a neighbor in the face of Yulka. Alina and her retinue took the farthest places, and I felt my back burned with hateful looks. The hole wouldn't appear anyway. At that time, a middle-aged, well-groomed lady appeared in the audience.
- Hello. I am Lotareva Irina Olegovna. This year I will be leading your public relations subject.
She asked the head of the group for a list of the group. A light, tall girl quickly managed her job and put a sheet in front of the teacher. The roll call seems to be coming up. Irina Olegovna gave her names, and the students answered: "I" or "here. One name made me think.
- Hertzman.
This last name was very familiar to me, I often heard it, but I can't remember where. What was my surprise when Yulia responded to her. And she didn't tell me her last name. Hertzman, where did I hear her?
- Beautiful surname. Rare.
- Yes,- the girl proudly pulled her chin up.
- I've heard it somewhere before. But I can't remember where- I whispered to Yule. - Don't you have anyone famous in your family?
- No,-she somehow got tense.
I know a familiar last name to pain. But I was not allowed to think about it, because the lecture began. Okay, I'll think about it later. The monotonous story of the teacher made me peck my nose. Maybe Julia should thank me. Every time my eyes stick together, I got a pretty noticeable push under the ribs with a sharp elbow. It made me cheer up right away, but not for long. In half an hour, I got so many blows that I probably got a bruise.
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