Vika and Luna opened their mouths. Lou envied her friend: if only she could learn how to sew a bothering classmate like that. Lisa defiantly got up from her desk and went to the window. Lou followed her, although the call to the lesson was about to call them back.
“It's strange, but for some reason, her words hurt me,” Luna sighed.
“Because she alone is nonsense,” Lisa snorted. “She doesn't like that you're not like everyone else.” Your knitted socks or bright socks, picking up leaves, a creative family.
Lou giggled.
“From your words, I seem suspicious.”
“But you all like it in you!” And me! - quickly assured her friend Lisa. “You look more like an elf who escaped from a forest than a schoolgirl.” And you are not the goblins! Although you live near the forest.
“Thanks,” Lou grunted.
- Vika infuriates that you can be yourself and everyone loves you for it. And the Rabbit annoys everyone. Although he is trying to be so correct. Only teachers adore her for this. That is why she is the headman.
Lou twisted a bracelet around her arm and looked out the window at the schoolyard. The trees have not yet given up in autumn, although golden brown bald spots have appeared on the crowns.
“Today is my favorite holiday,” Luna said sadly to Lisa, picking a piece of paint from a wooden window sill.
- Which one? - did not understand a friend. - Did I miss something?
- Day of the autumnal equinox.
Lou again looked out the window at the birches by the fence. In form, they always reminded her of green popsicle sticks. The foliage of birches still has not changed color, because September turned out to be extremely warm. But the weather forecast promised frosts, so they will soon turn yellow, too - Lou knew that.
- Is this holiday celebrated? - surprised Lisa.
- I'm celebrating. From this day astronomical autumn comes, the day becomes shorter than night. Today I have so many important matters, but something does not work out, ”Luna sighed.
“Maybe you can help?” Just tell me! - Lisa shook her red pigtails.
She looked decisive.
“No,” Lou shook her head. “I have to do everything myself.”
After class, Max shouted to the moon:
“Hey Lou, come with us to the stadium!” Gray got hold of crackers!
Luna thought for a second but still refused. It was necessary to pick up a grass diary until it was soft on damp ground, and Max has been constantly trying to offer her something lately. Falling a little more and fall in love - she will start pulling her hair and stain the chair with chalk.
“No, I have to go,” Luna dismissed the unlucky boyfriend, said goodbye to the others, and went home.
Alice’s small red car was parked in the parking lot near their apartment buildings, and a dreamcatcher hung on her rearview mirror. Lou grimaced and walked past the house. She quickly ran to an abandoned garden, but the diary was nowhere to be seen: either at the well, or in the bushes where they played with Fox in the morning, or at the old pear. The moon even looked at the burnt house. She did not like an abandoned building that looked like an old charred monster. Shards of glass in empty frames reminded her of sharp teeth, and the broken furniture lying nearby was melancholy, and the Moon tried not to get close to the ruins. Whether it is an abandoned garden. He was comfortable and welcoming. The garden ran away from the man and returned to nature. There were no more flower beds or beds - don’t go here, don’t break it. Trees and bushes grew as they wanted, though they did not bear fruit, but the moon had enough fruit and berries at her grandmother's cottage.
The moon believed that the old garden is the most mysterious and beautiful of all the surrounding places. The trunks of trees were densely covered with moss. Nobody pruned the currant bushes, and they looked like inverted octopuses. Girl's grapes entangled the ruins of the house and climbed directly onto its roof. And many flowers - each grew up where it won its place in the sun. Where he decided to grow.
It’s a pity that my grandmother does not want to plant the same garden in the country.
The moon focused and imagined all of her morning movements. Perplexedly looked around again. Herb Diary is gone.
“Someone took it,” Lou realized and was completely upset.
She loved her diary very much. How much time will have to be restored from memory of the record, and some of the Moon will not even be remembered - they are lost forever! How now is her green magic without the main book?
While Luna was wandering around the garden, the phone rang several times - from the ringtone, she realized that this was mom. Lou frowned and then turned the smartphone into silent mode.
She sat on the red-brick edge of the well and looked at the green moss at the bottom. Plush green moss. The back of the dragon.
The phone caught fire on the SMS envelope. Lou opened and read the message: "Alice is gone." “I'm coming back,” Lou wrote in response.
The forecast conveyed: there will be a storm at home. But what to do, not to sleep in the garden?
“Why are you doing this with Arthur?” Mom asked as soon as Lou crossed the threshold.
- She's not a couple! - said Lou, brushing off the Fox, which jumped around her, rejoicing in the return of the mistress.
“This is not your business!” - answered mother.
Lou finally lifted Fox in her arms and kissed her nose:
“Only you understand me,” she told the Corgi.