Busy Moments

by P. Buffay

Hey guys!This is my 2nd fic. I'm so glad you liked my1st one. Anyway, enjoy chapter 1 and don't forget to review when you finish it. (I'm sorry aboutany misspelling.) ENJOY.

Summary: So every year they have a special day…

Chapter 1: The Brain Marathon.

The creator of Malthusian's theory! – The showman asked.

Bam! – Torrington's bell ringed.

And Torrington! – He pointed to the bench with the letter "T"

Thomas Malthus! – Diana answered.

That's right! – The showman confirmed the point. – All right then, Torrington Academy and Spring Bridge Academy are drawn in 49 points. Who guess the next question right, will be in the national final on Sunday! And the last question is: Who found out the genetic?

Bam!- the extremely loud sound of a bell echoed in the auditorium.

And… Torrington!

The answer is Gregor Mendel. – Diana answered trustful.

And that's correct! – The showman confirmed. – Torrington Academy wins Spring Bridge and is in the national final of the Brain Marathon on Sunday! – The whole auditorium started to clap claps. A tall man with a big smile brought near of the winner group.

Well done, guys! You did it! I'm so proud of you! – He brought near of Diana. – Mainly of you, Diana. You did a great job!

Thanks, Mr. Bishop. – She answered with proud.

All right, team! Now we did arrive to the final, let's work a lot to win! Here, take this. – He distributed T-shirts for each member of the team. – I want you dress this on the final's day. Until there, take care with these brains!

Okay, Mr. Bishop! – They answered in unison.

Diana went down of the stage in direction to the audience when somebody came to her meeting.

Hey, Di! You were great! Do you want some? – He offered a drink of water.

Oh! Hey, Martin! And… thanks, I always sweat at those competitions… I don't believe you came to see me! – She said surprised.

And why I would not come? – He asked.

I don't know… it's because you usually don't like that competitions… I mean, I thought you thought that boring… - she said.

Are you kidding? This is so cool! –He saw one of the girls of Spring Bridge's team. – Wait just a minute, okay? – He left Diana and managed himself to the girl of the opponent group. – So, how are you doing?... I know you lost, but don't be sad cause I can console you…

You are kidding, aren't you? – She gave a slap on his face.

Ouch!

And stay far of me! – She said angry getting distance of him.

Diana brought near of the boy.

Yeah, I should must to know, don't I, Martin? That was only one more pretext for you get a date… - she said disappointed.

No, no. Come on!... well, that too, but…

Forget, Martin! You don't care if I win or if I lose a competition! You just care for girls who accept to go out with you! – She said angry.

Hey, hold on! That's not true! – He said trying to defend himself.

Yes, it is! You don't know how much this competition is important to me. I never won something like this before! And when I see that my brother is in the audience watching me, I imagine 'wow, he really cares with me!" but no! I'm really fool! He was there just with the pretext to get a date, like ALWAYS! I was only a pawn in the beginning of the chessboard. He wanted a queen, but I was only a stupid pawn! – Her eyes crowded of tears.

Diana… - he took her hands - … I don't play chess.

Oh, forget! – She freed her hands of Martin's ones and ran through the almost desert auditorium, the tears running through her face.

Martin stayed in the same place where she left him.

What did I do? – He said confused.

Martin went upstairs and walked through the gangway in direction to Diana's room. He stopped in front of the door and knocked on it. "toc, toc".

Who is? – The girl asked.

It's me. – He answered.

What do you want? There's no girl who you can go out here! – She said.

Please, Diana, let me come in! – He asked.

The door opened. Martin could see his sister, who was crying. She sat on her bed.

So? – she asked

Can I… sit down? – He asked.

Sure. – She answered, drying the tears.

He sat near to her.

Listen, Diana, I want to apologize for what I said in the auditorium. – He started. – I didn't want to hurt your feelings. I know how much this competition is important to you, and how much means to you win it. And… well, I want you to know that I didn't go there to get dates with girls,… well that too, but mainly to root for you, cause if you're happy… I'm too… so, - he hesitated a little - can you forgive me? – She looked at him for a few seconds.

Sure, Martin. – She smiled.

Thank you. – He said giving the smile in return to her. – So, let's go! Wash this face, dry this tears cause I don't like to see you like this! – He said. – And from now on you got a new trainer. Let's practice till you be perfect!

Hmm, okay. – She said graceless.

All right then, first question: - Martin said taking a book on Diana's desk and changing his voice to a showman's one. – What atomic model roused the idea of atom with electric structure?

Wait, I know that… it was… Thomson's one! Yeah! – She answered.

I'm sorry, but that's wrong! The right answer is Robert Hooke! – He said.

What? – Diana took the book from Martin's hand. – It can't be! Robert Hooke looked at slim slice of cork and created cell term!

Yes, it can be! Cause you missed! – He said with the changed voice.

Oh! Here is! You were reading the answer of the question 2. The answer of the 1 is Thomson, silly! – She said proud.

Uh? – Martin took back the book. – Well, I, I was just testing to see if you were paying attention…

Haha,… I know… - she said smiling.

All right, question number 3… - he said.

And they passed the rest of the morning like this until they go down for lunch.

I hope you liked this first chapter. As soon as I can, I'll update the story. Plz REVIEW it!