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    Gefällt mir bisher. Das Englisch ist zwar teilweise etwas hakelig und falsch, aber das stört kaum.
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    Zitat Zitat von Paulianer
    Das Englisch ist zwar teilweise etwas hakelig und falsch, aber das stört kaum.
    *schäm*... naja, ich möchte irgendwann ins englischprachige Ausland. Meinst du die Fehler gehen beim Leben da weg?

    Aber danke für das Lob, morgen kopiere ich die nächsten Teile

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    Zitat Zitat von Future
    *schäm*... naja, ich möchte irgendwann ins englischprachige Ausland. Meinst du die Fehler gehen beim Leben da weg?

    Aber danke für das Lob, morgen kopiere ich die nächsten Teile
    Das gibt sich von alleine. Übung macht den Meister xD. Wenn ich dir einen kleinen Tipp geben darf dann übersetze Stürmer als Striker, das passt in dem Zusammenhang besser.

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    Sara was standing infront of the bank, holding a coffe to go in her hands. She asked her if he wanna drink some and Marc said that he drank enough at the clothes changing.
    “Nice match.”, she said.
    “Thank you. But it seems like I needed something to read in the second half.”, he laughed.
    “Yes, but you played very nice, believe me.”
    “I am glad to hear that you enjoied it.”
    They went to the station and Marc said “Do you wanna meet at half Seven today? We would have one hour before the film starts. We could buy them and have a walk before the film starts.”
    “That would be great. In which cinema is it?”
    “It’s in the cinemaxx.
    “Ok. So we take the S-Bahn?”
    “Yes, should I pick you up from home?”
    “Um, my parents will ask you who you are.”
    “Yes, that is true. What do you think about the point we met yesterday to meet us for biking?”
    “Perfect.”
    “Five minutes before half Six? We don’t have to run.”
    “Ok.”
    They didn’t say much to each other, there was nothing to tell. Marc was happy to know that girl and Sara was happy to go to the cinema with a boy like this.
    They left home and Marc was waiting till Sara was in the house. “Gentlemen are doing this.”, he said.

    As Marc arrived at home, his parents were asking him why he was so early at home. “We just talked a lil about our homework. That was all. But I will be in the ciema today.”, Marc said.
    “With Alex?”, his father asked.
    “Alone.”, Marc said.
    It wasn’t special that Marc would go alone to the cinema. He did many things alone. Marc went into the bathroom, put his shorts, socks and jersy in the basket for the dirty clothes and the shoes he wore (he had two pairs of shoes and two pairs of goa-l-kee-pi-ng gloves) in the tub. Then he start with cleaning his gloves. After that he cleaned the shoes. The gloves and the shoes came into the cellar, where he hung them off for drying. After he finished the cleaning, he always did it after coming home because the stuff would become broken if he would always do it on the next day, he lied on his bed and thought about Sara. Could he be fallen in love in the last days? He really liked her and he always thought how he would go after the training to her and kiss her infront of all guys of the team. But what is with her? Did Sara feel the sasme for him like he? Marc was sure, Sara was a good girl and he didn’t know why, if it was because of he didn’t had any girlfriend before, his hormons could play with him or if it was real love, but he would be happy if she would say that she was in love with him. But was she in love? He didn’t want to lose her. But well, if she wouldn’t like him, she wouldn’t meet him aso much. “And we are both having the same problem”, Marc thought, “we are to shy to tell each other.”

    Also Sara was thinking. Yes, the guy was so sensitive, she liked that and she didn’t met so many guys who had been sensitive. And on the field, she could see that he had also these aggressive side. And the that he invited her to the match, and, much more important, the inviting for the biking trip, yes he must really like her. But was it love or just friendship? She would really be happy. They havn’t told each other about former relations. She didn’t had a boyfriend before. But she was sure that he would have had a lot of girlfreinds in his life before. He was looking good, ws the teamcaptain of a football team, she really didn’t wanna know how many girls he would have had. But anyway, he seemd that he would be faith in a relationship and all the time she was together with him, she was so nervous. She really wished that he would feel the same for her like she for him. But if she would tell him and he wouldn’t be in love with her he won’t want to meet her anymore. She would wait. Maybe he would tell her in the next weeks, if he would know his feelings. An if not, she would tell him by herself. And she would accept if he wouldn’t meet her anymore.

    As they met, Marc was wearing an elegant white shirt with his jeans. A special shirt, he just wore it if he really wanted to be good dressed. For sure, his t-shirts were also clean, but well, that white shirt was a special dress for a spcial evening.>
    Also Sara was wearing an elegant dress. A black top and some really nice black shoes. “Nice shoes.”
    Sara was happy. “Thank you, nice shirt.”
    “Thank you.”
    They walked to the station and talked about many stuff, but not about somthig special. As they arrived at the station Stadtmitte, they left the train. Marc was asking if they should walk 15 minutes or taking the underground to the cinema Sara wanted to walk and Marc was glad about it. As they bought the tickets, she stopped Marc as he wanted to pay for both. The had a short walk around the corner, and then they walked back to the cinema and went to the film rooms.
    As they were standing at the food sales, Sara was asking him “Do you wanna drink a beer?”
    Marc was surprised. Was she drinking much alcohol? He hated that kind of girl who drank many akcohol, went on parties and had much ......... with everyone. But he can’t thought that Sara would that kind of girl. No, not Sara. So he said: “Oh, well. Maybe. I am don’t drinking much beer. What about you?”
    “Me too, but if you drink one, I would also drink one.”
    “Ok, what for beer do you want?”
    “No.”, Sara said. “You paid last time for our coffee, and no I will pay for the beer.”
    “Ok, ok. I will drink a Beck’s chilled Orange, and you?”
    “I’ll have the same.”, Sara smiled.
    While they were standing on a table infront of the room in which the film would be shown, they were talking about alcohol.
    “I am not drinking much, if I drink one beer per month it is much. What about you?”
    “Same like me. Alcohol is dangerous. And I think as a footballer you are not allowed to drink much?”
    “Not before matches. And if, then just less. It harms your body.” Marc was sure. She was the right girl. He made a plan while they were going to their seats.
    After the film the two walked back to the station. Marc looked to the clock. “We won’t get the next train and the next one is coming half an hour. Do you wanna drink something?”
    Sara was surprised. “But well”, she thought, “why not?”
    “Ok.”, she said.
    They went in a subway and drank a diet coke each. Sara didn’t wanted to eat and Marc didn’t thought that he could eat. Because now he said: “Sara, I have to tell you something.” He took her hand, she didn’t took her hand away.
    “Sara, you are a wonderful girl. I like being with you and all the time and I am happy about each second we spent together. I am feeling for you what I never felt before for a girl. Sara, I love you.” After he said that, he was afraid. More than before. How could he be so silly? But Sara just had the biggest smile he had ever seen at her mouth and she said “Yes, I feel the same. I have wished the whole last time that you would say that. Please kiss me.” They kissed each other just lip on lip.
    On the next day, they wanted to make a biking tour. As they were at Sara’s home, they said goodbye and kissed each other again. Marc couldn’t get enough of kissing.

    4.

    Sara was so happy. She took some sports shorts on for the biking tour with Marc. They wre short, but not too short. Marc liked the view.
    She wanted to let her parents know about him. But they should first like him before she would tell them that he is her boyfriend. After they had their biking, she wanted him to come with her in her house.
    Marc said yes, but pleased her to take a shower at his home before. They said that they would meet 20 minutes later. He would ring her phone because he didn’t wanted to ring at her door, not at the first time. He was happy as she came through the door. As long as her parents didn’t know that he is her boyfriend, he wouldn’t kiss her infront of her parents. She wanted to make sure that they would like him before she would tell them that Marc is her boyfriend.
    As they came into the door, Sara brang him to the living room. “Mom, Dad, this is Marc. He is a friend of me.”
    “Hello”, they said and the three shaked the hands. Marc, who knew about how to be polite, made his handshake not too hard and not too soft. “So, let’s go into my room.”, Sara said.
    As they were at Sara’s room, Marc looked arrond. A calendar with landscape photographs, A bed, radio, DVD-Player, TV, books and DVDs. Marc liked it. It was a nice room.
    Sara asked her for something to drink and as she said that she would have a glass of ice tea, Marc said that he would also have one if he wouldn’t make too much problems.
    As Sara came back, on package of ice tea in one hand and two glasses in the other hand, she she was smiling. “How do you like my room?”, she asked.
    “Oh, it is nice.”, he answered.
    “Thank you.” She was really happy.
    “Your parents are looking friendley.”
    “Yes”, she said, “They are really friendley. You will like them and they will like you for sure too.”
    They just sat on her bed and holded their hands. “I am happy to be with you.”, Marc said.
    “Yes, me too.”
    After a while they said goodbye to each other and she brang Marc to the door. “Goodbye mrs. Velouso.”, Marc said to her mother, who was near to them.
    “Goodbye.”, she said.
    “Goodbye Sara.”, because of her mother they didn’t kissed each other, but they had also kissed each other many times in her room.

    Sara was the youngest of three children in the family Veluso. Her brother Miguel, 19, had just finished his apprenticeship as a cook and was working in the le meredian, one of the best hotels in Stuttgart. He was living together with some of his school mates in a flat in Rohr.
    Her Sister Gabriella, 17, was now finished with her school and doing her first year in an apprenticeship as an office clerk. She was still living together with her parents and Sara.
    On the evening meal, her mother asked her about Marc. “The guy who was with you was very handsome.”, her mother said.
    “Yes he is. Do you like him?”
    “Oh, I just saw him one minute. But he looked nice and gentle in this minute. But how do you like him?”
    “I think he is nice and friendley.”
    “And more?”
    “No.”
    “You can invite him for a dinner if you want.”
    “I will ask him mom.”

    After the evening meal, Gabriella was knocking on the door of Sara.
    “Hi Sweetie.”, she said.
    “Hi.”
    She was coming on Sara’s bed. “So tell me. Who is that guy Mom was talking about?”
    “The guy is Marc. We are… together.”
    “Oh, my little sister is having her first boyfriend. I am so proud of you, Sara.”, She was saying it half serious and half joking. “Oh, I really have to meet him, please.”
    “You will meet him at the dinner.”
    Sara and Gabriella were joking much to each other. They were not like normal sisters who are manytimes mean to each other. No, Gabriella was more having a friendship with her little sister.


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    Marc was walking home. His parent’s didn’t knew about Sara. But he wanted to tell them tomorrow. He knew that Sara would have one hour earlier school out than him, and he was thinking that he would show her to his parents tomorrow.
    He was phoning her at 9pm, like they said in her room. Sara was picking up the phone. “Sara Veluso.”, she said.
    “Hi, it’s me.”, Marc said.
    “Hi.”
    After they said each other the normal greetings, Sara was telling him: “My parents want to invite you to dinner. That would be a great chance to make them think good about you.”
    “Yes, that would be nice. Just tell me when I should come and I will be there.”
    “Ok, I will phone you when I know it.”
    “By the way, do you wanna see my room tomorrow?”
    “Oh, that would be nice.”
    They said that Sara would wait for him at the station when he would come from school.


    On Monday, Alex was in the underground driving home from a small shopping tour, he was buying some new shoes. As he was the train was at the Station Schlossplatz, he saw Simon and Debra.H ewasn’t touching her like a friend would do. They joked with each other and as the train just started again with driving, they kissed each other. Alax was shocked. But now he saw a reason. Debra didn’t meet him much in the last time. And she also hasn’t kissed him and their last time they selpt together was more than one moth ago.
    On the way home he was sad and angry. Not on Debra, but much on Simon. They were team mates. Never has he been cheated like that before. Debra was his girlfriend. He was crying in his pillow at the night. But he also made a plan.

    As Sara was bringing her school stuff to home, she met her mom. “So, what did he say?”
    “He is very glad that he is invited.”, Sara said.
    “Ok, that is great. He can be at 7 pm.”
    “I will tell him.”
    After that she was on her bed for 15 minutes before she went to the station to pick up Marc. His school was in the west of Stuttgart, her school in Leinfelden. So he had to come by train while she was taking the bus normaly.
    As they met at the station, they kissed each other. They went to his home. As he opened the door, his parents were not at home. Marc showed her the flat and they went into his room.
    She was watching his books – some political books and many books of John Grisham – and watched on the posters – the Sugababes, one of Nelly Furtado and one of the Arena AufSchalke – and he had a TV with playstation. As he went to the kitchen to bring something to drink, she was watching his CDs. As he came back, Sara was telling im about the dinner. Marc said that he would be very glad to come.
    While they were sitting on the bed, Marc was just touching her neck and shoulder. He wasn’ sure if she wanted more or not and he didn’t made a try to find out. He Just said “Your neck is very hard.”And gave her a massage. As she was lieing on his be she was relaxing but always making sure that it won’t come to intim situations But as she was sure that he just wanted to masage her, she was nearly falling asleep.

    As they went to her home for visiting her family, Marc was nervous. Sara was telling him that her parents would like him for sure. But she thought that is was funny – Marc Ahrens, one of the best goalkeepers in the south of Stuttgart, a persons who was just leading with staying on the field – was nervous of meeting his girlfriends’ perants.
    As they came in, Sara’s mother came to Marc. “Hello Marc, nice to see you again. I am so happy that you visit us again.”
    “Thank you Mrs. Veluso.”, he said.
    As they came into the living room, Gabriella was smiling. “You must be Marc. I am Gabrilella, nice to meet you.”
    “Hi, thank you.”
    As they were sitting arround the table to eat soup, they talked about everything but no too privat things. Her father, a big football fan, was really happy to talk with Marc and they had mostly the same thinking about football. Sara was happy. Also her sister and her mother liked him. As they were as the dessert, Sara thought it would be the right time. She stand up and said “Marc, I think it is the right time to tell a really important thing, isn’t it? Mom, Dad, Gabriella, we are a couple.”
    The all three were happy and everyone said that they would be happy for Sara to find a boyfriend like Marc. As Marc left at ten O’clock, they had pleased him to sit with them on the sofa and Sara was telling him that that was a good sign. Her parents must really like him if they wanted to spend time with him.

    On Tuesday the team had their first of two trainings a week. Alex has at first in the lcoker room, then Nico came in, then Toni, after him Luca and Sascha, and then Simon. “Hi Simon.”, Alex said.
    “Hi!”
    “I am a little bit angry. Do you know why?” he stood up. Marc was watching them and so did Toni and Luca.
    “No, why?”, now Simon was knowing that he must give attention.
    “You are a bastard. You popped my girfriend!” Alex was hitting him and gave him some punches. Simon tried to hit him back, but Alex was too angry to lose this fight. Marc, Toni and Luca ran to them and ended the fight. Sascha went to Simon to look how much he was hurt. “Let me give the bastard what he deserved!”, Alex shouted. The three guys had some problems to make him calm down. At leat Toni gave him some hits in his liver and made Alex too much pain to continue the fight. Marc sent Simon with Sascha out and then he shouted to Alex “Come on, it is over! No calm down! You won’t make it forgotten if you hit him now.” And then, with normal voice: “Hey, it is ok. We will talk about it. Now go home, take a sower and just relax. We will find a way.” Alex just nicked. He walked with Marc out and Marc was looking that they took a way out where they wont see Simon. On the way out Alex was start with crying. “I always had the thought that she would cheat me, but well, I just didn’t wanna know it. But now, after I saw it…” he stopped. Marc huged him. “Hey, it is ok. Everything will become fine.”
    “Yes, but you will send me out of the team, right?”
    “Well, for today. But we will see. The last word isn’t spoken in that case.”
    “Thank you.”
    “If you wanna talk, just phone me.”
    “Yes. Bye.”

    The team council was a circle of players who were the leading persons in the team and had a meet normaly each month on the third Monday of the month. Only in urgent cases they had a meet on another day. The hit of Alex to Simon was one of that cases. Two of them, captain and vice were choosen by the coach, and the other three members got electet by the team. Each player writ at the beginning of the season two names on a paper and gave them t he coach. The coach was counting and took normaly the three people who got the most votes. Only if he was really thinking one of the persons were completle wrong for that position, he took the one who got the fourth most votes. Noone was allowed to say gor which person he voted and noone would know if the coach was really saying that he wasn’t good enough for being a member in the team council. The team council of this seaso was built of Marc, Sascha, Ron, Luca and Toni.
    Marc was angry that he had to spend time for the meeting, he spent all the time with Sara now. Marc thought it would be a nice moment to introduce her to his parents on next Friday and she said that she couldn’t wait to meet his parents. But well, Sara saw that one player got hurt in the dressing room, so she aggreed that Marc had to talk with his team mates. The council was able to tell the coach that they wouldn’t play with another player anymore, they couldn’t tell him to take a punishment back, but if they pleased him the coach normaly acepted what the council was saying. Much other clubs hasn’t a council with this power, but it worked at the U-16 team of the FC Leinfelden.
    Except of Ron was everyone there as it happened. The rule was easy. If someone hit another player he was normaly sent out by the council and never allowed to play or train with them. But the council had to make the decision in a meeting. And it was a special case. Alex had a special reason to do what he did and Simon and Aley were both liked in the team and good players. The meeting was in the soma. “People, we are having a problem.”, Marc started.
    “What is the problem?”, Ron asked. “He hit him and he will be sent out of the team.”
    “We shouldn’t make a fast decision. It is a hard step to send someone out of the team. For sure, I know the rule. But we should talk about before judging him.”
    “Marc is right.”, Toni said.
    “Ok. Let me explain you what I think.”, Marc started. “Alex hit Simon. And the normal case is, that he must be sent out of the team. But it is a little soecial. He had a reason. If it is a good or a bad reason we have to talk about. And Aley is a good player. It would be a lost for the team. Maybe we should make a try if we find a way to give him a punishment but let him still be in the team.”
    “No, he hit Simon and out.”, Ron said.
    “Yes, but he hit him because Simon had something with his girlfriend.I would also kick Simsons ass if he wou do that to me.” Luca said.
    “Yep.”, Toni aggred.
    “Marc, you just wanna hold him n the team because he is your best friend, if another person had done this you would sed him out without any thinking.”, Ron said.
    “If the council will say that he must be sent out he will be sent out. But do you know why we are talking about it? Because t is a difficult situation and because he had a reason. And believe me, I am watching that he will get a punishment. I know my work as captain.”
    “Now come down everyone.”, Sascha said. “Does someone have an Idea what we can do?”
    “I have one.”, Marc answered. ”First of all, if Alex will stay in our team, he and Simon have to accept each other. They won’t become friends anymore for sure. But we have to find a way that they won’t hit each other if noone is there. But I think it would be bad if we would send him out just because he has been angry. Don’t forget that Simon did a very bad thing to him. Everyone would react like Alex in this situation. I would say the best thing is that we give him a break and talk with Simon. If Alex would accept that Simon will still be in the team I wouldn’t have a problem if Alex woud also stay in the team. Don’t forget, the biggest punishment for him is that he still has to see the guy who had something with his girlfriend. I think we should give him a break for two matches and if he is ready to play with Simon it will be enough. And we also gave him the punishment for two matches.”
    “Good spoken Marc.”, Toni said.
    “Yes, I aggree.”, Luca said.
    “No, I think I should leave the team. Never forget that we have the rule that if anyone is hitting anpther person, he has to go. We shouldn’t make a difference.”, Ron said.
    Sascha, who said the less of the five was speaking now: “So, does anyone has to say something more now? We listened Marc, we listened to Ron, and if noone has other Ideas for now, we should come do a descision.”
    “Yes, who is for giving Alex a second chance?”, Marc asked. He took his hand up and so did Luca and Toni.
    “Who is for sending him out?” Ron was taking his Hand. Sascha was saying “Well, good reasons for sending him out, good reasons for giving him a second chance. I don’t wanna make a desicsion.”
    In the end, the meeting eded with 3:1 for Dennis. Marc wanted to talk to Alex in the next days and tell him about. But first he would talk t Simon before the next training tomorrow.

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