So here is the third chapter ^^ I'm not fast!

Plus points for Marion

A newcomer to boarding school is always a tricky thing. You don't just spend lessons together, you spend your whole life, day and night. The girls of the fourth were satisfied with Marion as an addition. She was calm and companionable, and after the speech on the first evening she no longer showed any sign of her grief. Sometimes she could be really funny. The teachers liked her too. She was a good student, but not so good that it bothered the other girls. She was also helpful. If someone wanted to copy off their ears, she didn't bother. After Marion had been in Lindenhof for about two weeks, Jenny had a hard time. On a French class test, her text was darned like Marion's.

"Jenny," scolded Mamsell, "you wrote off."

"Yes," admitted Jenny. First, because there was no point in working it out, and second, because she copied when she got the chance, but didn't lie.If you had bad luck with you, well, you had to spoon out the soup, was her motto.

"You will repeat class work tomorrow," Mamsell continued, "in the afternoon, alone. So that I can see what you can really do. Also, as a punishment for your cheating, you will translate ten pages from our class reading."

Jenny nodded. She was angry. Why did Mamsell have to have her rheumatism today, she thought. Everyone in Lindenhof knew that Mamsell had good and bad days. The days of rheumatism were the worst. She could be lovely - or irritable like an old bear. Since the good days outnumbered them, the girls loved them despite their frequent outbursts of anger and the occasional injustice. Jenny knew the detention wasn't an injustice, but she still resented it.

Marion raised her hand.

"I don't want to hear anything from them," hissed Mamsell. "You didn't stop Jenny from copying. You will both be staying at home on Saturday.The exit is canceled. "

"Can I still say something?", Hairy Marion. "I wanted to ask her to share the sentence translation with Jem'nny. I am just as guilty as she is. I had them copied myself. I put my notebook down so that she could read everything."

Mamsell said nothing. The class held its breath. Suddenly Mamsell smiled. Her big, ready horse-toothed smile. A happy, friendly smile.

"All right. Of course, Jenny will copy the translation from you as well. At least teach her a little something, Marion. Above all, theSubjonctif. You still bring me to the grave because hardly any of you have the[ i]Subjonctif[/i]mastered. By the way, I am lifting the exit ban for Saturday. You can thank Marion Jenny. "

"YES, Mamsell," muttered Jenny. She was ashamed. At least in Mamsell's class she wouldn’t try to copy again, she decided.

MArion had gained a lot of plus points through her demeanor.Not only with Mamsell and Jenny, also with the other girls. We met her in a friendly manner right from the start, because everyone felt sorry for her. But pity is not enough in the long run. MArion turned out to be a good friend and also showed what is called moral courage, courage in everyday life.

She got on particularly well with the twins.

"That's because the wavelength is right," HAnni once said with a laugh.

Anja showed a very special affection for MArion. In this case it wasn't the wavelength. Anja, who had pursued artistic rather than sporting interests even before the accident, and Marion, for whom competitive sport was the one and only, had few interests in common. In return, they shared a real sympathy and the knowledge that they both had to struggle with problems that were alien to the other. MArion got on very well with her roommates. Except for Anja, they were the only ones who knew that she sometimes cried in bed.It had been worst after watching a TV movie about young riders. Then she had howled like the well-known castle dog. The two girls had to promise her in the hand that "nuie im Leben" would say a word about it. They kept their promise.

So that's it again, I know short, but the chapters will always be different, sometimes longer and sometimes shorter! Mikaela