Sapphire fairy. Prose in English. Natalia Patratskaya
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were happy to play with a new girl.
She appeared in a new school in the seventh grade in the second quarter. The class included a tall, slim girl in a brown uniform and a black apron with a white stand-up collar. The long braid quietly hesitated along the back. The guys carefully examined her from head to toe. The teacher introduced a new one:
– Katerina.
It turns out, in addition to growth, for mutual hobbies, the same level of knowledge is necessary. Classmates soon realized that the new girl was not only beautiful, but also an able student. Only one girl from the class exceeded her sometimes in assessments, and then in one subject. Among the boys stood out with his mind a full, handsome guy with good-looking blond hair. It was a blond-haired guy by nature.
Unintentionally, but always and everywhere the boy was next to a new girl with a bright braid on the back. And now he was spinning on skates next to her. The full and warm palm of the gray-eyed youth tried to touch the palm of the girl at any opportunity. The first tender love took possession of him, but natural tact and mind did not make him annoying. The boy changed his route to school or waited for Katerina on the way home, and if he managed to go next to her and talk, he was happy and calm.
At work, Katerina’s father was given housing in a cardboard hut next to the school.
There appeared purchased metal beds, a simple table and a wardrobe, which my father made. Although the barrack was made of cardboard, there were central heating batteries in it. Only in the kitchen was a stove-stove, which was heated with coal or wood to cook food.
The neighbor in the barrack was another blond. In addition to a classmate, a neighbor became a bright candidate for a part of her heart. Next to the outer door of Katerina’s apartment was a neighbor’s door. It was a slim guy a year older than her. They were brought together by conversations on a common porch of a one-story house, in which two apartments looked out onto one porch. In the winter, their meetings were often difficult to name, they came across on the porch, looked at each other and sometimes went together to school.
Summer has changed everything! In the summer there was more opportunity to be close to home. The windows of Katerina’s kitchen opened onto a plot of land belonging to her family. The plot of the family of the neighbor was fenced with a denser fence and was located across the path about four meters from the house.
A girl’s dress with a bright green strip on a white background constantly flashed before the eyes of a young man of a neighbor. And he, cutting the road, jumped over her fence and passed under all the windows.
But their hands never touched! Strange they had love: visual! They liked each other in appearance. Perhaps the neighbor felt that he was not a Catherine couple, and therefore took in a couple another girl from her class.
A blond classmate felt lightheaded when he saw Katerina’s neighbor with another girl, and decided to visit her at home under the pretext of studying. A hut-type house was made of material similar to cardboard sheets. During the development of virgin lands, it was easier to build. The amenities were in the courtyard, so at the entrance to the house the first thing that could be found was a basin standing on a stool, over which a washstand hung, acting when you pressed the pin on the bottom. The pin rose, and water flowed from the sink.
Next to the sink was a motorcycle neighbor. The walls, painted with gray paint, were far from the first freshness, and the presence of gasoline and a motorcycle did not make them better. If you turn left down the corridor after a motorcycle, you could get to the kitchen belonging to two families. The neighbors had three children, two of them were twins, who were less than a year old.
From civilization in this house was central heating, electricity and television. A classmate looked into the kitchen and walked into Katerina’s room, which had two beds, a desk, a wardrobe. This is where the newcomer lived! He took her picture. Katerina reached into her briefcase, her hair was slightly disheveled in a braid. She is in school uniform, three-quarter sleeves slightly bare arms.
Such a picture was the decoration of her photo collection.
Accidentally or not, Katerina appeared only once in the house where a classmate lived. Brick cottage, designed for two families, located on the land. Unbelievable cleanliness reigned in his apartment. The huge difference in living conditions somewhat dampened their ardor.
A classmate’s love for Katerina assumed an abstract character. They were still walking together in the steppe, they were still playing volleyball together, but it was already better if his friend and neighbor in the cottage were with him.
On the shore of a clear lake, located among low mountains, there was a camp for children and teenagers. Katerina sat on the sand with a volleyball under the bright sun, she was about thirteen. A slender and tall girl with a sumptuous light braid to the waist from the second squad attracted the gaze of one of the guys from the first squad.
Someone clever of the camp leaders made the first squad of some guys, and the second squad of girls, the younger squads were mixed. None of the girls wanted to play beach volleyball with Katerina, but she could not live without volleyball, she was getting bored. And she, bored without favorite movements, looked at the lazy waves of the clean lake.
A young man separated from the first detachment and approached Katerina:
– Let’s play together, – suggested the guy with almost white eyelashes and blond hair.
– Let’s play, – the girl was delighted and jumped to her feet. – Together, if given.
They stood against each other and began to throw each other a well-inflated ball with their fingertips. Sometimes they folded their hands with a boat to beat off the lower pitch, and occasionally, taking the lower balls, fell on the sand.
What kind of people!
As soon as the girls saw the blond guy on their territory, they immediately began to rise from the sand and stretch their hands to the ball. The guys, noticing the revival among the girls, slowly began to approach them. The circle of those who want to touch the flying ball turned out to be big.
When the circle became so big that none of the girls, except for Katerina, could throw the ball with the fingers to the player opposite, it diminished involuntarily. The girls came out of the circle, there were guys and Katerina. She was happy until the ball flew into the lake.
Katerina did not cry, but looked at the blond, and in an instant he was in the water. The girl sighed: the boy was all good, but she and her very eyebrow were bright. And with her in the class studied bright guys. Shadowed girlish dream: she wanted a guy who looked like a Mayan. What with the girls make movies and books about Indians! No one knows.
Blond safely took the ball and brought it to Catherine. She liked him at first sight, but at second sight she understood that she needed another guy, even if not now, someday later. No, she loved bright people, but she wanted her chosen one to have darker eyes and not blond hair. She never told anyone that, but dreaming is not bad. After all, she herself was blond.
Behind the fence of the camp began the mountains, on which a strange flat-shaped mountain onion grew. A song sounded deafening above the camp: “By the sea, by the blue sea…” But it was far from the sea. Katerina liked the coast of the lake and small hikes around it. She bathed too much in a rather warm lake and one day she felt her teeth get very sick. In addition, she lost her voice, began to speak in some falsetto.
Upon returning from the camp, two practically healthy molars were removed so that they would not get sick. Fantastic, when viewed from the top of modern dentistry, and stupidity without limits.
At school, Katerina was read to the entire class, so she remembered her well. In the description were the words: “We recommend to enter a technical institute.” My God! Who would have explained to her what an institute is! Her parents graduated from seven classes of schools and colleges in the field. They were ordinary workers.
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