Текст книги "The Power of Time"
Автор книги: Павел Миллер
Жанр:
Современная проза
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Текущая страница: 10 (всего у книги 10 страниц)
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When Maxim entered school, he got a feeling that he was waited for here. It was strange, but was accustomed to surprises… The first class had already begun and the school appeared empty. He could not find an available space in the wardrobe, so he decided not to change at all: «If I get tired and would like to go home it would be continent. Plus, it is cold here». He got to the third floor without rush, knowing that the first two classes were literature. Strange coincidence! He still didn’t have a plan! What lesson should he give to Svetlana Victorovna today? Max took a sit at the window – sill because he could not find a bench. He suspected that Svetlana’s feelings got stronger. He must act right now! There is no time for procrastination! What should he do? Seems like the most severe assay for every woman (especially a woman like Svetlana) is a jealousy. He looked at his watch: fifteen minutes before nine. He needs to get in class, or he might not get admitted to it later. What should he go?!
After Maxim pulled the door handle and opened the door he saw a class full of people. Even the bench from the corridor was brought to the class for people to sit on. «I was right about her»! – thought Max. All seniors turned their heads towards the opened door and, seeing Max, started to clap hands and stamp their feet. Girls were squealing while boys were whistling. At that time Maxim was looking for the place to sit and could not find one. He knocked to his friends to greet them, smiled and closed the doors. He had to search a couple of cabinets before he managed to find an empty chair. He grabbed it and walked to the class of Svetlana Victorovna again. He opened the door abruptly, entered the class, put the chair down. Then he closed the doors and looked at the teacher because there was no where else to look at. All this time she was looking at Maxim with her eyes wide opened. It appeared as thought she wanted to say something, but she remained silent. Max was walking around the class with his chair trying to find a place to sit. «Should I sit down or keep on walking, giving her a shock or maybe I should say something»? – He thought with doubts. Svetlana moved and Max put his chair down near Michail, whom he knew. When he was about to sit down, Michail jumped from his chair as if he was bitten by a bee:
– Don’t’ sit here! There are three people sitting here already!
– Well, show me a place where to sit if you are so smart.
– I don’t know, choose a place yourself, – Michail became confused, not expecting such an answer.
– You already objected my choice and now you advise me to choose myself. I don’t seem to understand you.
So Maxim took his chair and started a trip around the class again.
– Ok, sit down next to us! I was joking!
– Keep your jokes for other places.
– Maxim, joins us! – Students from Svetlana Victorovna class invited him. Max put his chair down near them with pleasure, greeting them by shaking hands. After that he took a look at the teacher. Her face didn’t express anything; she was still sitting quietly, looking oddly in the class full of silent seniors. She was watching Max, who entered her class as if he entered his own house! He stressed her with his behavior because he broke all principles of communication. Other students don’t even aloud themselves to enter the empty class without her permission!
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