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| Short Stories : Supergirl |
Mel was sitting with David Jäger, the goalkeeper of the first team of her sports club, and made an appointment for her very special goalkeeping training. Mel was like the substitute goalkeeper in her team, but that should change with the help of goalkeeping training. David had just managed to take a quick look at Mel's time planner. "Wow, I'm sure now. You don't have a boyfriend." He was amazed. "You don't have any time!" Mel laughed, closed the time planner and packed her training gear. "Are you playing today? Good luck!" she wished David as he was going away. She sat down next to her friends to watch the game of the first team. David went back to his team, puzzled. "Mel, that was David Jäger !!!! What did he say?" asked one of her friends, Naomi. She had a crush on David for some time. Mel and her other friend Nina laughed at each other because they had suspected it all along. "Net a lot." Mel replied boldly. "Just our new training times." Then she turned to the field and just about noticed David staring in her direction. Immediately afterwards his gaze searched the distance. "He's already cute ..." she thought to herself and grinned mischievously. David sat downstairs and blushed because he had noticed Mel's eyes. "Oh, I think something is about to happen!" quipped Nina. "Naomi, I think you have little chance ... Mel, are you with us?" she continued teasing. Mel gave her a friendly nudge in the ribs and casually mentioned the name: Martin. This was Nina's latest discovery and he would be behind the three in less than two minutes. Nina blushed and tried to think of something else, but then she heard the voice behind her that she liked so much. "Hey girls! Back here too? Have a good game, Mel!" Martin sat down next to Mel and philosophized with her about handball.
Nina and Naomi withdrew. "She always gets the cutest boys, and she doesn't look so great!" Nina complained. "I don't know either, somehow I think boys like girls who are like them. I mean, who roll around in the dirt and mess with you ..." Naomi stated. "I don't think so! Come on, let's just get one of the 1b!" Nina cheers Naomi and herself up. The two made each other a bit fancier and then strutted back to Mel.
"Watch out, the little princesses are coming again!" Martin roared when he saw the two come back. The entire 1b that had now gathered behind Mel and Martin began to laugh about it. "Mel, don't be angry with me, but the two don't suit you at all! Come up to us." Martin offered to his friend. From her point of view, Mel was nothing more to any of the boys. She accepted the offer with thanks and sat between Moritz and Jan. The two brothers were by far the biggest heartbreakers of the 1b, even if the others were not without it. However, the two brothers knew that too and had therefore made space especially for Mel. "But Jo and Katja wanted to come too!" Mel suddenly interjected. The three of them had been best friends for ages and now even lived together and of course they had to go to handball together too! "You know, the blonde who can dance so well and the little redhead." Mel explained to the boys again. "Doesn't matter! They're nice, in contrast to the two." Commented Sebastian, Mel's cousin who also played in 1b and pointed to Nina and Naomi. The girls tried not to listen, but it was so difficult, especially when you thought the boys were as cute as Nina and Naomi! "Hi honey! Well you? Today we can watch our darlings again!" Jo was pleased a short time later, took Mel in his arms and then sat down next to her. Jan had given way. "Your favorites?" Moritz asked Mel with interest. "Who is yours?" Moritz had known Mel the longest of all and in all these years he had always seen himself as a kind of brother to her, but he had sparked off at their prom together. Unfortunately only with him! Mel grinned her irresistible smile again. And Moritz melted away. "Well, David looks the best, no question ... Sven is, of course, the nicest ... Actually, YOU are my darling!" replied Mel boldly and hit the wound that was already open in Moritz. The otherwise so self-confident Heartbreaker turned embarrassed to his neighbor on the other side and started to chat about irrelevant things. As always, Katja didn't appear until long after the whistle. She was still with her boyfriend, so it could always be a bit later.
"So did you win?" Katja asked screaming against the drum of the fans and hugged Mel with a bussy on the cheek. "Sure, of course!" Mel was confident as always. For the last 10 minutes, everyone was still watching, but at half-time the boys left their seats and went out to have a beer. The girls chatted about uninteresting things, Nina and Naomi had already disappeared. While Mel Jo explained what had happened, Katja noticed that the three were obviously being watched. "Hey you two! Take a look at it. If I didn't know any better, I would say we are being watched by David Jäger!" Jo suddenly started laughing. "Miss Tscherne, what's so funny?" Mel asked with a grin. Jo gave her friend to understand what she meant with just a look and a gesture. Anything else would only have caught the attention of Moritz, who has long since returned. Mel just shook her head, laughing, and sat down again next to Moritz and the other boys who were slowly arriving again.
About 30 minutes later, the three friends left the hall as fans of the winning team. When the three of them had said goodbye to the boys who had another drink and were on their way home, they laughed and sang so loud that the lights went on in some houses, but they weren't bothered by it. Katja was in love, Mel had won her handball game again and that day Jo had finally managed to attract the attention of the cute guy from the office where she worked.
When Mel woke up the next morning, she could already hear music from the living room. As soon as she left her room, she smelled the pleasant scent of fresh rolls mixed with her favorite shower gel, Ax for men used by Moritz Tiess, one of her roommates. (Did I mention that?) She grinned contentedly and followed the scent. "Good morning! I don't have a hangover, Naomi and Nina don't want to move in and David slept there! He's taking a shower ... Katja and Jo are about to come too." At that moment Mel couldn't do anything else: she just had to take Moritz in her arms and kiss him. "You are the best!" She left behind this gesture in the kitchen and then sat down at the breakfast table that was already set. Moritz stood in the kitchen as if he had just experienced a miracle.
Jo and Katja came really shortly afterwards, but looked anything but awake. Since they already knew about David, they got up earlier to get dressed and to occupy the bathroom BEFORE the boys. You hadn't intended to show David how comfortable you feel in a light nightgown. They had shed all shame about Moritz in this regard, since he strutted through the house in boxer shorts (and T-shirt, now and then) in the morning. Mel didn't change clothes especially because of David. She stayed in her shorty.
"Girls, I feel lonely. Can't someone else like me move in?" Moritz quipped when everyone was seated at the table. "For example Martin. Or David." The latter had just come out of the bathroom and was now sitting directly across from Mel. She didn't like that at all. She hated being watched. The girls exchanged a look and then let Jo speak: "As long as he is sweet, crunchy and solo, everyone can move in here!" The other two vigorously agreed with Jo and Moritz just laughed. "So, could David move in, right?" he asked when he had calmed down a bit. Jo eyed David demonstratively from head to toe and then answered cheekily "But now!" David was not used to such directness and therefore blushed slightly, but the others were laughing again. Breakfast went on roughly like this: there was a lot of laughter, a lot of chatting and a lot of shit babbling! This meant that Katja and Mel showed up much too late with their three horses. A few days beforehand they had arranged to meet Kamila for a ride. Kamila waited leaning against the fence demonstratively disappointed and received the two with a moody "morning" mumble. By the way, Jo stayed at home. She was on "kitchen duty" and apart from that, she couldn't ride anyway.
The boys had retired to the guest room. "I can't move in with you! I would snatch all the girls away from you!" commented David "Yes, that's probably true ..." quipped Moritz. "Think about it! The girls are totally fine!" David didn't know anything about the Abiball, but still he corrected his buddy: "You mean: Mel is totally fine. I understand ..." then he nudged Moritz amicably in the side. "Good taste Mr. Stief!" The blocked. "Yes, Mel is really nice and more nice. I've known her for so long ... If so, something would have happened before then." David didn't really believe that because he had seen Moritz 'looks at Mel, had seen how his friend treated the girl and that had been clear to him. But he didn't go on teasing.
With the girls, boys were the topic. The three rode through the forest, all a completely different horse, all a different riding style and yet all in jeans and trainers. "It's funny ..." Katja was just beginning. "You know so many cute boys, but you don't have a crush on any. Or did David do it to you?" Of course she was addressing Mel. Mel laughed and then shook her head and replied that the only male she loved was her horse Brian. Kamila laughed and grinned at Mel, shaking her head. "You're a strange creature," she began. "If, for example, I had sat next to Moritz Stief yesterday ..." Katja continued: "Or if my trainer was David Jäger ..." Mel just laughed even more and then asked the other two to gallop away by galloping away.
By dinner David had practically moved in. Kamila had decided, since she could go to university with Mel the next morning, to stay with the madmen as well. "Well, guys:" Jo began, "If you help expand the storage facility, you can have Katjas and my room downstairs, because then girls camp will come up there!" Jo was full of energy and 100% convinced that the boys would help her. "Today." Moritz answered Jo's indirect question and dropped onto the couch with the words: I'm ferdisch, demonstratively. Jo, laughing, cleared the dishes and beamed at Mel. She knew exactly what her friend was thinking and therefore just shook her head. "Women ..." Moritz complained to David. "I'll never understand you ..." "It's better that way too, believe me!" Mel threw in and sat down with Moritz on the couch. He laid his head on her lap like a young dog. "Oh how cute! Mel, are you hiding something from us?" asked Katja interested. "Quite a few, believe me!" replies Mel "but everyone does that!" and she laughed. Moritz didn't laugh. He sought David's approval, but his face didn't say, "She likes you" but "I knew it!" At that moment, Kamila thought it was appropriate for a clue. "Mel, we have to get up early tomorrow! I'm going up, okay?" Mel just nodded and ran Moritz through Moritz's hair with a dreamily grinning expression on his face. "My little dog still needs me a bit." She joked. Kamila laughed and then disappeared. Moritz grinned happily, snuggled closer to Mel and closed his eyes. He was enjoying the moment. David found the two more and more cuter and therefore decided to talk to Mel. "Do you have a boyfriend, or does Moritz still have a chance?" he started. "I don't have a boyfriend because I don't have enough time!" Mel replied rather brusquely. She hated this topic. "I wouldn't have more time for Moritz ..." "I could live with that." He then whispered, convinced that he would not be heard. But Mel heard him, even if she didn't let it show. It made her happy in a strange way. David smiled. In his eyes, the two were the most perfect couple you can imagine.
When Mel's alarm clock started ringing happily the next morning, she didn't like it at all. She looked for the culprit, found her poor Kenny alarm clock and hit it with merciless strength / anger, whereupon he stopped making a sound. Mel turned around and just went back to sleep. Exactly five minutes later, her radio felt it appropriate to boom at full volume. Mel got up as if hypnotized, silenced her nasty radio with a push of a button and then fell back into bed to go back to sleep. But when the door to her room was pushed open at half past five sharp and her friend Kamila began to sing and dance, Mel gave up. How she silenced her friend she still hadn't found out. "Morning honey! Get up !!!! Uni is waiting." Kamila screamed happily. "It's fine." Mel yelled back angrily. "Do you get money from them or what?" then she got up angrily and got dressed. Mel had decided to throw herself in sexy clothes to draw the boys' attention to her again. Kamila eyed Mel skeptically at first, but then thought it was quite good. Surprisingly, Moritz was sitting at the breakfast table when the girls came out of Mel's room. "Morning girls! Sit down, have a cookie." He greeted the two. "Hey Mel! Looks great!" he added, visibly impressed. "Thank you, thank you. Why are you still here?" replied Mel and accepted Moritz's Christmas cookies. "My professional is sick. Has something! Now I can stay even longer than you!" grinned and Mel had that happy feeling again like the night before. "Yeah yeah and we have to go to university! Great! Really great!" Mel wailed sarcastically and once again did not show anything of her happiness. Kamila started laughing and made the stupidest comparison in world history. Then Moritz and Mel shouted at the same time: "KAMILA!" Then they exchanged looks and laughed. "Oh God!" Kamila quipped. "I have to get out of here! Love is in the air ..." and she disappeared into the kitchen. Mel followed her, still laughing. "You are crazy Kamila." She commented when she had calmed down a bit. Kamila poured herself and herself orange juice and put her breakfast together. Mel went back to Moritz. "Kamila is in a good mood today ..." she defended her friend and then looked down into her glass."But you'll be rid of us in a moment." Mel added before she drank her juice. Moritz suggested that he wouldn't mind if the girls stayed a bit longer. "Me neither." Mel said without thinking. "But our professional is not sick." And with that she got up, brought her glass into the kitchen and the two girls disappeared. Moritz sighed slightly, but then gave it up to turn the sentences just said and also packed his stuff for university.
Mel's plan worked, the boys at university almost all turned to her. Kamila just shook her head when Mel laughed at her. "And what about Moritz? He's crouching at home now and thinks he has ..." she began, getting no further because her crush was just passing by. "Moritz probably thinks: They are finally gone." Mel commented and then smiled at Timm, Kamila's crush. Kamila gave her a withering look for it, even though she knew that her friend didn't want anything from the young man she liked so much anyway. "Why are you so convinced that Moritz doesn't want anything from you?" she asked a short time later. "Why are YOU so convinced that I want something from him?" Mel asked the other question. Kamila gave Mel a look that said: That's obvious and then turned into her lecture hall. Mel had to go one more door, even if she would have liked to ask Kamila more.
When the two girls met again three hours later in the library, Mel had already forgotten about the conversation from that morning. At that moment she thought much more about the test that was ahead of her. Kamila found Mel amidst a pile of books on anatomy, surgery, and diagnostics. Mel was studying medicine and for the first time feared one of her exams. "Hey Mel! Hard to cram?" Kamila asked quietly enough not to disturb the other students. "Yes, you can see. I kind of shit about the test." Kamila grabbed a chair and sat down next to her friend. "Are you writing a test now?" she asked in amazement. "Yes, otherwise I wouldn't cram like a madwoman! In surgery, that's a major!" "Take it easy, Mel! You can do it!" Kamila closed two of the books and hugged Mel. Mel laughed. "Thanks big! What would I do without you?" - "You would be a walking medical lexicon!" Kamila replied and laughed too. Then she started telling her friend who'd wanted a date with Mel from her class. Mel smiled a little more with each name until she concluded that her outfit had made an impact. "Well, to answer your question from earlier: I didn't really think you'd want something from Moritz, but after various reactions on your part on this topic, I now doubt it." Suddenly started Kamila. It took Mel something before she knew what it was about again. Then she could answer: "Moritz is really nice, nothing more. We have known each other for so long ... If you were right, something would have happened beforehand." Mel Kamila's direct look avoided. Then Kamila grabbed Mel by the shoulders and asked for a 100% statement. Mel just said she had to go and disappeared.
When Mel got home she was relieved that the test wasn't as difficult as everyone thought, and she was happy because of the many dates she could have had. She had canceled everyone, simply because she wanted to make the boys fidget. The house was empty, thought Mel. Jo was working, Katja was with her boyfriend, David was training and Moritz was at university, she thought, but the latter was sitting on the couch. Mel came in "I'm so good, I'm so good." Then Moritz straightened up because he recognized the voice and said only: "I know." Mel was slightly startled. "You are there? Prof sick?" replied Mel when she had recovered a little. "Nah, not in the mood for the last lecture. How was the test?" Mel put down her bag and took off her jacket. Then she went into the kitchen and only then did she answer: "Easier than I had thought." Moritz sank back on the couch and continued studying the TV newspaper. Mel grabbed a bottle of water and suddenly had a crazy idea. She went to her buddy, sat down next to him and began to drink quite harmlessly. Moritz was a little surprised because Mel had sat down with him instead of in the armchair or on the other couch, but it was actually quite okay with him, so he said nothing. He just made a little more room for her by lying flat against the armrest. "And what's coming in the Klotzofon today?" Mel asked, as usual, irrelevant and leaned back so that her back was against Moritz's pelvis. This was uncomfortable for him at first, but he accepted it. It was only slowly that he noticed how the tingling sensation began in his stomach. Mel brushed his arm as if by chance when he handed her the newspaper. Since he had rolled up his sleeves, he felt the touch of a touch and got goose bumps at that point. He quickly slipped his arm back into the sweater so that Mel didn't notice it and maybe didn't do it again. Mel smiled as she watched it out of the corner of her eye. "You, Moritz ..." she started a conversation. "Yes?" he asked excitedly. "What's the best way to address a boy?" Mel thought the subject was appropriate, Moritz was startled. "How do you mean it now?" - "Well,if I want a date. You're a boy, how would you like to be spoken to? "At first Moritz thought he couldn't believe his ears anymore, but then just started helping Mel a bissel. He concluded with the sentence:" You have to be young also just say: Hi, how are you? or if you're brave, you say something like: you look good or something. That goes down well. "Mel thanked him and smiled suspiciously." What is it? "Asked Moritz about it. Mel smiled at him from the bottom of her heart and then said:" YOU look good. "Then she leaned forward and gave Moritz one Kiss. But only a short one. When Moritz opened her eyes again, she grinned at him cheekily. Her face was no more than 5cm away from his and he felt the tingling in his stomach had become almost unbearable. He tried to speak, but he only managed to open his mouth, he couldn't say anything. Mel's look suddenly became more serious. She had only seen Moritz like this once, with his first girlfriend. At that time he was really in love. All the relationships that came afterwards were in short and more of a crush. Mel didn't want to do anything wrong now, so she didn't do anything at all. Everything was in a mess in her head. It seemed to her as if she knew nothing at all, as if she could not even solve the simplest math problems. Moritz wasn't much different. He didn't know what to do now, whether to do anything, whether to kiss her. They lay there for a long, embarrassing moment until suddenly the door opened and David announced his appearance with a loud hello. Mel got up hesitantly, gave Moritz another deep, confused look and then greeted David in the usual tone. Moritz also got up, greeted his friend briefly and then ran into his room. At first David wanted to follow him, but Mel held him back.
"What's happening?" he wanted to know then. Mel shrugged and replied, "I think I did something wrong." It took her a short moment, then she took courage and added to her answer: "And now I have to make up for that." And with that she disappeared in the direction of Moritz's room.
As soon as she opened his door, she regretted this decision again. Mel was nervous and still didn't know what to do. On the one hand, Mel would never have thought that Moritz would feel something for her, on the other hand, she didn't want to lose her best friend. Mel was torn. Moritz lay on his bed and stared at the ceiling. He didn't have to look at the door, he knew Mel had opened it. David would have said something long ago. "I am sorry." Mel stammered. Moritz didn't look at her when he reacted. "Does that mean: You just wanted to try out whether I'm right?" he asked, trying hard to keep his voice trembling. He didn't want Mel to see that he was crying. She heard it anyway. "Well, actually I just want to try out how you would react." Mel replied meekly. Slowly she approached the bed. "What would you have done if I had kissed you?" Moritz asked further. Mel shook her head. "I don't know ... I would probably have been happy." She didn't know if it was right to suspect such a thing. Moritz gritted his teeth, took a deep breath and then asked Mel to leave. Mel did as she was told. She didn't want to do any more wrong. She went to her room, lay down in bed, and crouched under the covers. Then she started howling, there was nothing she could do about it.
Mel didn't even know how long she lay there like that. At some point she heard the door of her room being opened, but the tears continued to run softly down her cheeks. Her door was carefully closed again and someone almost sneaked up on it. When the duvet was carefully pushed back, Mel could only see a blurry face out of her dreamy eyes. She only recognized Moritz by his voice. "Do not Cry." He whispered. "Supergirls don't cry." he stroked her damp cheek tenderly, she trembled under this touch. Then she gathered up all her courage and said what she had just found out for herself. In a trembling voice she whispered "I love you." Moritz hesitated a moment before leaning over to her, but then the two sank into a long, passionate kiss.
Author : Carolin Schmitt
