Hello Hurricane {English Translation}

35. Domen - Bischofshofen - Day of competition

"Arrgh!", Screaming, Domen threw his test his through the abandoned locker room of the sports hall. Once again he had fouled the test up. Chemistry just wasn't his subject. Although his mother thought that was an extremely weak excuse. After all, Peter had always learned late into the night, although chemistry wasn't one of his strengths, too. And Peter never got bad grades. Domen saw her disapproving face in front of him and the impending house arrest. "Shit!", He gave his hate object another kick. He perceived the sound of the crumpling paper with utter satisfaction.

"The name doesn't always matter, Prevc!"

Perfect. The day couldn't become any better. Smirking, Mikail had entered the room. Calmly, the tall ash-blonde with the ice-gray eyes hung his jacket to the square directly opposite Domen.

"Not that easy with all the inferiority complexes, eh?" Domen growled back. Mikail had come to their class over a year ago, and from the first glimpse, it was clear they just didn't get along.

"I'll wipe you out, Prevc! Let's see how you get along without any special treatment for a famous brother, " Fuming, Mikhail planted hisself in front of him. Grimly, they looked at each other.

"You mean like the last nonexistent twenty times?" Domen wanted to know, grinning provocatively at his counterpart, who narrowed his eyes angrily.

Domen hated this asshole. Hated his arrogant manner, his arrogant demeanor. Hated it, that he believed he would receive preferential treatment because of Peter. Mikhail blamed all his success on his big brother, who had never trained with him. He had never asked for advice because Peter was too busy. Domen was the one who toiled daily in the weight room. Alone. Without any help of Peter.

"In your position, I would better take care. Just because your brother is deep in the ass of our ever-popular President Pahor, it doesn't mean you're untouchable, "hissed Mikail irritably. It was a thorn in his side to be reminded of all the little frictions, he had lost against Domen. "Is it true that he wipes Pahor's ass too?"

"Shut your fucking mouth," Domen jostled Mikhail away. Pahor was the bursa, who used Peter for his purposes, not the other way around. And one can hardly say no if the Slovenian president wanted to distinguish you for special achievements. Mikail didn't care. He took every opportunity to badmouth Peter when the competitions weren't going well. Domen hated it if the blonde was talking like that about Peter. And Mikail knew it.

Angered, Mikail regained his balance. He slowly approached Domen, who went into defensive position. "You miserable-" Mikail began as they were disturbed by the crack of the door.

"Are you butt heads with each other again? Kos rips your ass off if he notices it again, "Vito's voice rang out to them just before the door opened again and the rest of her training group entered. Kos, a not to be underestimated 50-year-old grouch and the sports teacher of their training group, had let them run already countless penalties because they clashed again and again.

Mikail snorted contemptuously, taking aim again at Domen, who was determined not to show weakness. Domen went straight towards Mikail and building up in front of him. If the idiot wanted it that way, then-

"Just leave it be," Vito resolutely dragged Domen away from Mikail. "Remember, one wrong step and you will miss the CoC."

"Ass," Domen spat, before reluctantly turning his back on Mikail.

"Listen to Mommy, coward", provoked Mikhail his opponent and almost had had success, if Vito hadn't impeded Domen yet another time.

"Don't always rise to provocation," Vito urged his friend back while he took their things and somehow steered Domen to the other end of the room. Away from Mikail, who still gave him that haughty grin that Domen would have liked to have beaten out of his face. Who formed the word pussy with his mouth, before he devoted himself to his mentally suspended admirers. "Except for Mikail and his idiots, no one here believes you'll get a special treatment."