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"YOU ARROGANT B@!, JUST STOP AND I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!" that's all I needed. I stopped and turned around. Merfina was five centimetres taller than me on the high heels. But I'm not afraid of that. Lack of stature doesn't do anything. The problem is that there are already gathered a platoon of students around. I don't like fights that have size limits. Well, I'll have to come to terms with that.

"So are you that arrogant, that did you decided to take the him away from me? That's not going to happen, Friedrich's my boyfriend!" and again the same thing. First week, Clyde's girl, second self-styled Mouse's girl. I couldn't hold back without a laughing.

"What are you laughing at? You don't know who my dad is?! When I tell him what you did..." a girl started to talk again.

"First of all, I didn't do anything. Secondly, Mouse is like a brother to me. "Dad, huh...? and why should I be afraid of your father if I do anyway?" the girl furious. You can see from the eyes. He started attacking me, but I got away with it.

"You shouldn't be doing this. Too much to the side. Too high. Too weak. Why a leg now? Your mistake." I hit the girl by the arm and turned the girl around, she instead of hitting me punched some stranger guy who already was ready to hit her back. That's why I hate small fighting spaces. I pulled the girl out of the way and I almost got hit into my head. But it was a cliché for the guy.

"Just calm down. Your boyfriend will stay yours. The Mouse never betrays people." that's all I said and I left. I've had quite a few games like this.

"Rose, wait!" A Mouse.

"Just go to her, I'm not going to die. he needs your support the most."

"Thank you. For not allowing her to be punched."

"Mouse, she's your girl, how can I let this happen?" and I turned toward the class. Little by little, I'm getting used to it here. There's a guy sitting on my bench. Pich. That's what I'm going to call him. Because you can't be psychic.

"Do you think Pich would sound good?" I asked as I approached the guy.

"?" silence came at me with a look at the question.

"I ask if it's going to be good if I call you Pich?"

"Why would you?"

"So then Psychic?"

"Pich is better."

"So why are you sitting on my bench? What do you need?"

"Why do you think I need anything right now?"

"I don't think you're here unnecessarily. Besides, it's not your class."

"Well yes. I'm here for Alexander."

"And what about him?"

"How did you meet him?"

"Why you? Claid asked?"

"No, I'm interested here. Alexand's my brother." and here it is at least. "Fake, stepbrother, but anyway. Non of us likes that word."

"Well, I understood." I said and prepared to tell, only before I sat down before Pich. "The first time I met him was when I moved for the fourth time. I was thirteen years old. I kept my friendship with him for the longest time, even three years. I still considered him an older brother, but when I almost got into a jail, I decided to cut ties with him. I didn't think it would be good if he got into trouble becuose me. And so I didn't see him until that race day. I never thought I'd meet Mouse again."

"You tell me where this nickname came from? Why do you call him Mouse?"

"It? It was on our third day of friendship. He always skear shit of me by quietly sneaking behind my back, so on one occasion he even managed to scare me to death in complete silence. That's how Friedrich Aleksandar Perry - Muose was born." It's exciting to remember for those times then I didn't understood what responsibility means.

"Alexander often told about you. I didn't expect you to be such a good friend." And just before I could say a word, the call sounded. "That's before the meeting Rose Golen- Harriet. The most famous unknown writer."

"Just try to tell somebody. No one should know." I made it famous. I was scared, he shouldn't have known.

"Just you, me and Alexander." I nodded and he left class.