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.