It was the eve of Valentine's Day, and (almost) the whole school was standing on its ears in anticipation of the holiday. The girls discussed boys and hypothetical gifts, and the boys persisted in pretending that they were not involved. Kanarei ... pardon, Miss Sue (who was "Miss" even after marriage) flew all over the school on the wings of love, and other teachers pressed against the walls, so as not to fall victim to the overpowering adoration of happily married McCanareikin.
Mergiona Pager from the morning practised a skill that is indispensable for a self-respecting ninja. Like an invisible shadow, she slid silently down the corridors of Pervers, chasing a familiar figure with the drawings of the armpit. No, luckily, not Mordevolta, but Porrie.
Of course, Mergie knew that Porrie was secretly in love with her. She was also sure that Gutter would take advantage of the opportunity and arrange a real romantic surprise, at least that's what the girls discussed during the breaks, and in this matter is more competent not to find persons.
The surprise was a surprise, but Mergion had to make sure that the gift was for her and not for Amelie or, Falling Browning, for Rose. And what kind of surprise is this that you don't know about?
So, from the morning Porrie Gutter was drawing something, because of the perspective of Mergione did not see what exactly. Of course, she might have remembered some spell on the occasion, but that wouldn't be so interesting. A few hours were boring: Gutter was drawing, Pager was shooting down flies with her spitting aim. The winner of Mordevolt never noticed anything, absorbed by the calculations.
"It's probably a gift," Mergie thought as Porrie raked all the blueprints and ran away from the room. The pager followed him.
But, to confess, to follow the subtle shadow is already tired, so Mergion ran into a friend from behind, so Porrie dropped his papers.
- Oh, I'm sorry, Porrie, I'm so embarrassed,- Pager muttered, helping Gutter collect the scattered blueprints and trying to get their hands in touch as often as possible. Jackie Chan claimed it was romantic, and he wouldn't give a shit.
- It's okay,- Porrie said, doing the same thing. His eyes were feverishly shining, his hands shaking. He kept muttering something like "it's going to be a breakthrough," but Mergion hadn't heard it from the clouds.
The teenagers finally got up, and Gutter wanted to move on, but Pager blocked his way again.
- And what was that? - smiling nicely (rehearsing in front of the mirror last night), asked the girl.
Porrie, realizing that otherwise, he would not get away from his girlfriend, immediately began to tell enthusiastically something about the breakthrough, the interaction of technology and magic at a higher level and other nonsense, in which Mergie did not understand anything, and Porrie across the street was well versed and ready to talk about her for hours.
"And where is the romance?" - Pager thought with sadness, not even listening to the chatter of a friend. Porrie carried away, continued to crucify his new project, and Mergie was already thinking seriously about knocking out Gutter with his deadly heel. The only thing that stopped was that then tomorrow there would be no surprise.
"Well, if Jackie Chan's advice doesn't help, we'll use Miss Sue's help," Pager thought optimistically, kissing Porrie easily, thus stopping the flow of meaningless words to her.
- Till tomorrow,- she left, bypassing the shocked and frozen Gutter in the arc and moving on to her room.
"Someone has to take the first step," Pager thought, by doing a triple flip from the excess of feelings. Since Gutter himself cannot confess his love, then...
Not knowing anything about his feelings Porrie just wanted to talk to Mordevolt.