My Ice Prince - стр. 40

The girl was sitting on the road, apparently not realising what had happened: her high hairdo had disintegrated and her long, beautiful golden hair had fallen down her back and chest. A bicycle with a bent rear wheel lay beside her.

I walked over to the girl.

– I apologise, miss. I hope you're okay? – I asked, bending towards her.

She raised a fury burning gaze at me.

«Maria?» – rushed through my mind, barely seeing the marvellous, familiar features.

– Maria? – I involuntarily burst out loud.

– He asks for forgiveness! How honourable! Do you think I don't know that you ran me down on purpose!? – the girl exclaimed angrily. – Stop! How do you know my sister?

Looking at her closely, I was convinced that I was wrong – it wasn't Maria.

'She's Maria’s sister? But Maria never told me that she had another sister. I know Mariszka!» – I thought, looking at the girl.

Of course, she was Maria’s sister: the same features, the same eyes, the same eyebrows and hair… But this girl was different, some gentle, tender, in her look there was no passion, which always blazed Maria’s look. The girl I hit looked like a very young vampire.

«I wonder how old she is? And that stupid bright blue nail polish on her nails» I thought mockingly.

– She and I used to be friends» I replied, completely confused: it was Maria’s sister in front of me, and I had just hit her. Wow, what a coincidence. – What are you doing here?

– Studying, of course! And you hit me and dented my bike! I'm sitting on the road like an idiot, and everyone's looking at it! – suddenly shouted the girl and quickly got to her feet.

If there had been a mortal on the bike, she would have broken something for sure, but this golden-haired hysteric didn't even get a scratch, and I knew why.

– It was your fault: who made you stop the moment I stepped on the gas? – Despite my icy calm, I began to lose my temper.

The situation was like a silly farce.

– I stopped at the traffic lights! – shrieked the girl, adjusting her skirt. – And you, if you don't know how to drive, first learn, and then drive, otherwise, you'll hit a lot of people! If you haven't already, like I just did! Who gave you a driver's licence?

***

I looked at his face with disdain, but I was struck and frowned at the same time: very pale, paler than my own, perfect skin, pale lips, beautiful but cold, almost blue eyes, dark hair. And his voice was nice: low, but also kind of cold. Too perfect a look for such a villain.

«He's a vampire? Yes, he must be… Too handsome for a human» I thought involuntarily, not believing my eyes.

– You…» I stretched out, but I had to be careful not to say too much in public.

– No, you little hysteric, it wasn't me, it was you who broke the rules of the road by riding your bicycle on the carriageway. What do you think this bike lane is for? You caused a huge traffic jam! – The unfamiliar vampire raised his voice.

«I wonder if he realised I'm a vampire too?» – I thought, but when I heard his last sentence, I boiled with anger like Mary's kettle in our kitchen.

– How dare you! – I exploded. – My sister must have made a mistake when she chose you as a mate, you rude bastard!

– Learn to drive by the rules, you hysterical girl. – The bastard didn't even bother to help me with my bike.