Rivalry

“EHHHHH!.... Y-you’re Volker’s sister?”, asked Jeff.

“Yes... umm, are you friends with my brother?”, questioned Erika.

“Yeah... I guess you could say that. If you don’t have a phone, I could call him for yo—“

“Erikaaaaa-chan!”, shouted a voice in the distance.

Volker ran towards Erika and Jeff, relentlessly, with his arms in the air. Tears were building up at the sides of his eyes. Volker grabbed Erika’s shoulders and hugged her tight; he was glad she was perfectly fine.

Charia von Hürlimann showed up as well. She creeped up behind Jeff’s side.

„Es dir gut? Ich habe die Nachrichten gesehen. Es tuts mir leid, dass ich dich nicht retten konnte! (Are you okay? I saw the news. I am sorry that I could not save you!)“, expressed Volker.

„Ja, ja. Er ist der man, der mich gerettet hat. (Yeah, yeah. He is the one who rescued me)"

Erika pointed at Jeff.

Volker looked at Jeff with a face of disappointment.

“Curses! I was supposed to be the one to rescue you... he did not touch you anywhere weird, while you were alone, right?”, asked Volker.

Erika suddenly blushed.

Due to her red face of embarrassment, everyone was very suspicious as to why; they waited for Erika to elaborate or explain why her face is flushed. 

Erika remembered when Jeff grabbed her hand and arm and pulled her with him to safety.

“He... he grabbed me so tightly and would not let go”, confessed Erika, as she buried her face into her palms, while continuing to feel embarrassed.

“Ohhhh, das ist so? You will touch her, but not me on our date!? 🤷‍♀️”, jealously argued Charia, as she pouted.

“I-I-I-I can explain!... It is not what it looks like”, assured Jeff.

“Nothing like that ever happened... right, Erika-chan?”, promised Jeff, as he looked towards Erika for a response.

Instead, Erika turned her head away, while blushing.

“EHHHHHHHHH, WHY ARE YOU TURNING AWAY?!! S-S-SAY SOMETHING PLEASE.”, Jeff yelled in confusion.

“What the heck did you do to my sister!” Volker dropped to the ground on his knees, raised his arms into the air and screamed, “I... I have failed to protect my cute little imouto!” A single tear escaped his eye.

“Pervert...”, insulted Charia.

THE NEXT DAY

It was a new beautiful and sunny day. Jeff made his way to German class. In the hallway, he ran into Charia.

“You did not grab any other women on your way home, now, did you?”, interrogated Charia, as she gave him a look that told Jeff that she was suspicious of him.

“Of course not!”

Next, Volker walked by and joined the conversation.

“Jeff... meine sister would like to give something to you... she uhh... she explained everything to me. Sorry for thinking that you were a pervert”, apologized Volker.

Erika suddenly appeared from a corner of a wall and nervously walked over to the trio; she was holding something that was wrapped up in a cloth. Erika then offered Jeff a homemade bentou filled with Knödel and schwarzwälder Kirschtorte (black forest cherry cake).

“Once again... T-thank you, for saving me”, thanked Erika, as she slightly bowed and held out the bentou with her arms and hands.

On this day, Erika wore a dirndl, along with a new pair of glasses; however, the glasses had black frames with circular lens this time. Erika continued to blush, not being able to look Jeff directly in the eyes.

This made Volker become extremely jealous. It was almost as if a blue battle aura appeared around Volker.

However, professorin Homolko-Pohen arrived. That is when all the students that were loligagging, having group conversations and loitering near the classroom windows instantly became angels with halos over their heads and prepared to sit down in their seats.

Jeff opened the bentou and decided to take a bite of the food. Erika’s bentou included white rice, noodles with melted grated cheese and olive oil and some pieces of fried chicken strips.

Jeff tried the chicken strips first, and then the noodles. “Thank you for the food, Erika. It smells and tastes really good.” complimented Jeff.

Erika tried so hard not to smile, but she could not help it. She was really glad that Jeff liked her cooking.

 “See you later, Erika.”

“Y-yes...Bye”, said Erika, as she departed the college classroom and campus.

Jeff, Volker and Charia went to their seats.

A FEW MOMENTS LATER...

“Hallo, everyone. Today, we have a new student. She will introduce herself now.”, stated Professorin Homolko-Pohen.

This woman was dressed in a dirndl, and had blonde hair and dark red or burgundy eyes. She had a slim body and was not curvaceous in any way. She was almost a sharp contrast to Charia.

“Oh no... not another one 🤦‍♂️.”, Jeff thought to himself.

The new student stood in front of the class and introduced herself: “My name is Selina von Besten.”

“Se-Selina!!”, shouted Charia, while almost jumping out of her seat. “Charia! It is fancy meeting you here”, stated Selina. Charia then walked over to Selina with her arms outstretched.

The two embraced. “It has been about 2 years, since we have seen each other!”, calculated Charia.

They kissed each other’s cheeks. “Muah *lips smack*. Muah *lips smack*”

Most of the men (and some women) went wild. They were happy that two beauties in their class were so close to each other.

“Achtung! Now, get in your seats. Class is starting!”, Professorin Homolko-Pohen.

NEAR THE END OF CLASS

“Okay, everyone. I want you to write a few sentences about a lemon; anything about it—in German, of course”, ordered Professorin Homolko-Pohen.

Selina’s burgundy eyes were lit with determination, as she glared at her rival, Charia von Hürlimann.

Selina planned to do much, much better on the homework assignment than Charia. And then, Charia would be forced to admit that Selina was superior. Selina von Besten would finally be... the best... the besten!

To Be Continued.