(I got my first D................... no, I'm still a virgin. I mean like test results. Before this, B and C+ were my worst. Yeah, chemistry came on a day I had a mental breakdown because of my life quality....
~Eko.)

"Hey," Karen says.

I just sit next to her.

"Need help?"

"Sure! I'm not very good at German.... it's confusing, my first D ever."

"Holy shit!"

"Yeah.... it's not nice."

"No... you haven't gotten D's?"

"No, never."

"Meanwhile, my worst is E-."

"How?"

"What can I say? Mixing up two different triangles on a test about those two triangles isn't a good idea."

"What?! How?!"

"I don't know to be completely honest with you. I have got a hunch and that is that I called a non-sharp one the non-sharp one."

"My worst mistake in math was being too different for my teacher to understand what the fuck I did. I used spaces because I'm an absolute idiot and want perfection. The only way to do that was using the spaces, not the lines. She didn't get it and got real confused."

I laugh.

"That's my girl!"

"There is nothing I love more than being smarter than my teachers. But anyway.. any help from the language genius?"

I roll my eyes and sit next to her.

"It's simple."

"Nice to know, not to me."

„Ich heisse__, wie heisst du?"

"My name is___, what's yours? Is that right?"

"Yes."

"Oh... that was an easy one. I don't think I can get it."

"Now now.... it's easy. English is Germanic. We share a lot. For example, obligatorisch is not something I made up. It's a word, you probably know what it is."

"Obligatory?"

"YES! Then you have Ballspiel."

"Ball game?"

"And why are you struggling again?"

"Because I freeze up!"

"Sh. You say something in German."

"Pfanne?"

"I hate you."

"Oh c'mon. What is it?"

"Pan, a pan."

She laughs. Why do I have an evil sister?

"Yeah!"

"Etwa zwanzig."

"Ah I don't know how to translate that. A few tens? About twenty? Something like that?"

I nod.

"Spiegeln?"

"Use a mirror?"

I roll my eyes.

"Karen... where is the problem? You're doing too well to have problems."

She sighs.

"I don't know, I just feel like I can't do it. It's an important test and I don't want to fuck it."

"You'll do fine, I promise. And even if you don't, you can learn German better some other day. Also, I'm sure Kevin will gladly watch over you while you learn and ask you."

She nods and then closes the book.

"I'll go find Kevin."

"Remind him that we are having an Uno night!"

"I will," my sister says.

She hugs me before turning around and leaving with her stuff. I sigh and just take the notebook I have from my English teacher to start writing something. Just because I made one doesn't mean I'll stop now.

~Lets change these POV's.~

"Hi," Wendy says.

I wave.

"So, we have a performance in two days. Are we through Rudolph the red nosed reindeer yet?"

"We are."

She nods and leans against the wall again.

"Everything okay?"

"Sorry, having an emotional wreck moment."

I nod.

"Did you get help?" She asks.

"I did. We're trying.... says that if I don't completely fuck it somehow, I might just get better someday of my life. So, wish me luck I don't fuck it."

"I doubt you will."

"You never about that."

"Don't fuck it, please."

"I'll try but I really can't promise anything."

She looks kind of awkward before looking up.

"How's your mom doing?"

"Fine enough, I guess. She's got a doctors today, I believe. I told her so at least."

"Oh that's good."

She smiles.

"It's good to know Liane is doing fine enough," she says.

I shrug.

"It's not that it's big.... i um.... she won't live to see me become 18, if I'm correct."

"Oh shit.... she's still worse?"

"Yup. She's fine but cancer only grows unless you get rid of it."

She nods.

"I know... I'm pretty sure you know about my mom..."

"She has cancer."

"Had cancer."

"Did she get better?"

"No, opposite of that."

"When did she go?"

"November."

Wait. What were you supposed to say?

"I'm sorry for your loss."

"Oh don't do that, I know you don't understand that thing."

I sigh. Okay then.

"It's sad she had to go so quick... cancer can suck ass."

She laughs.

"I had the time to grief before she had to go.... but um.... I know it's stupid to ask... we're putting a candle on the grave and well, my dad isn't through the thought that my mom is dead yet.... so he is sort of loosing his hope right now and I really need someone there."

"I.... wow... I didn't think we were that close."

"The boys have shit to do and the girls.... don't know."

"Wait. How did you get away with that?"

"I said she needed further hospitalization and yes, that was true... she just didn't survive it."

"So wait... why don't the girls know that she died?"

"I don't have the heart, none of them really understand the thing about it and I don't want them to think of me any differently... so. Will you? I seriously doubt I'll get through it without crying my eyes out."

I sigh.

"I will, for sure. If that is what you want, I can do it."

She nods.

"Thank you."

I nod back. There is a tense silence.

"Rudolph the redneck reindeer—."

She starts laughing... okay, thank God.

"Are you pretending to be someone else?" Wendy asks.

I shake my head.

"No, I don't think so. How so?"

"You've changed so drastically during a week and a half that it's fucking impossible to understand."

"Or maybe the first day of this month, I couldn't fucking bother. I'm not very changed, I'm still an asshole to everyone around me."

"No you're not."

"You haven't seen it though. I'm kinder to other people than I am to others."