Nasty whined little callus on the finger, but the abstract had to finish. The usual, in general, the case, but it turned out that a lot of assignments came over this week. Two essays, reports, but also to prepare for the test ...

Oksana sat back in her chair and wearily took off her glasses. I really wanted to flop on the couch and relax, but she is in a graduation class, goes to a medal, teachers and parents are hoping for her. The girl sighed heavily and returned to work.

Through the tightly closed door came the sounds of music and loud laughter. There, in the living room, friends came to my brother. Young people eagerly cut themselves into cards and drank beer, taking advantage of the fact that their parents are not at home.

Anton was a typical brother - lazy, absurd and pristavuchim. Oksana was okay with him and for a long time did not take offense at foolish jokes about her obsession with studies. Brother is brother.

But she did not like his buddies. Their smiles and jokes hurt, so the girl preferred to hide in her room when they declared a noisy campaign.

Sometimes, Oksana even went out to them - drink tea, chat a little. Most often this happened when a girl came to see her brother, as she did today.

She would have come out now, but among the guests was Igor, a local bully.

How do parents allow him to come?

Igor was a tall, broad-shouldered brunette, he adored wearing various kinds of chains, leather jackets and T-shirts with images of demons and monsters. He often strummed on a guitar, surrounded by friends, or poking around on his motorcycle.

Oksana knew him from school, he studied two classes older and already graduated. Now, he said, he studied at the university with a technical focus. Apparently, I did not lie.

At the request of his parents, he often poked around at their computer, setting up software, helped with the installation of household appliances, and, once, repaired his father’s laptop, which the shop found unsuitable for repair. In general, parents treated him kindly.

Oksana did not share their opinions. She was annoyed by this guy, she remembered how often he had fought at school, how he had once broken the windows in the headmaster’s office, and they also said that he had managed to hit a memorial. It is strange that the matter was hushed up ...

At school, they did not overlap, the girl watched the guy from afar. We met only when he began to communicate with Anton, who was simply crazy about his older comrade.

Oksana strongly shook her head, driving away unnecessary thoughts. You can not be distracted from the essay and relax.

- Ksanka, can I see you? - Anton stuck his head into the room, he looked a little embarrassed.

“I'm busy,” the girl reluctantly turned to her brother. - What do you want?

“There’s such a thing,” Anton slid into the room and closed the door. He looked guilty, - We played cards in there ... I lost a little, but nothing like that! Lend five hundred rubles!

- You were stunned !?

- I'll give it back! - Anton pledged. - My parents will fall off for my birthday, I'll give it to you! Borrow until next week, be a man.

Oksana thought. It seems nothing terrible happened, but the fact that his brother loses money in cards scared.

“Tone,” she decided. - I'm not giving it. Say there is no money and get out of the game. Lost once, and lose the second.

- Yes, I like, and I want to go out - hesitated Anton. - I just have to Igor ...

The girl frowned. Debt - this is serious, but also this bully.

- Come on, I'll figure it out!

- Ksanka, do not! - Anton was whining, but the resolute girl had already left the room.

There are cards scattered on the coffee table in disarray, there are beer bottles and a few bags of chips. Katya, Anton's girlfriend, and Borka, his other friend, sat on the sofa. Anton himself hastened to join them with an embarrassed smile:

- Here, Oksana, decided to go out.

“Hello,” Igor smiled amiably, usurping the only chair.As always in dark colors: black jeans, a black shirt for graduation and a bandana, which is now crocheted on the arm.

Oksana nodded dryly and laid out the money on the table:

- This is Anton’s duty. He will no longer play!

- Did you ask your sister for money? - Igor raised his eyebrows and shook his head disapprovingly. - Why insisted on the game, if there is nothing to pay?

Anton blushed and lowered his eyes.

- Everything, the question is settled? - Oksana looked into the gray eyes of a bully and was ready for a scandal.

- Of course, - Igor smiled. “Only I won't take the money from you.” Anton lost, so it should be. Then give up.

- Not! - Oksana did not like it. - We have no debtors in our family and never will. - Take it!

“And you better play yourself,” Borka suddenly suggested. - Play for your brother.

“I think it is not worth it,” said Igor.

- It is worth it! - Oksana nodded decisively and went to the trick. - Only we will play a normal game!

- In the flush? - tried to guess Katya.

- Not. Play chess!

- Ahaha! Wow! - laughed Borka, Anton and Kate. “We play cards here, not ...”

“Good,” Igor agreed easily, immediately breaking off laughter. - Very interesting game, I will be glad to the worthy opponent.

Oksana just nodded and went to the parents' room, where the old chess board was kept in the closet. At the same time she grabbed a shabby wooden stool so as not to huddle on the couch.

“Arrange the figures,” when the girl appeared, Igor got up, took the stool from her and settled himself on it. Oksana got a chair.

Placing the figures, the girl looked at Katya and felt very uncomfortable. My brother's girlfriend was wearing fashionable jeans and a T-shirt that emphasized her pretty figure, as well as cosmetics, painted nails ...

Oksana jumped into the living room barefoot in pants from pajamas, baggy faded sweater and awkward homemade horn-rimmed glasses. He is still a species. And all this despite the fact that she herself is far from beautiful. Not tall, with disheveled brittle hair and a small fullness.

In general, there is, where the complexes.

Oksana somehow started the game with white, and Igor with black pieces.

- What are you playing? - asked Borka, who was rather bored, while Katya and Anton were cuddling up on their half of the sofa, whispering something to each other.

- For five hundred rubles, - Oksana decidedly slammed the bill.

“Well, that’s not interesting,” Borka said. - Let's strip!

- Not! - blushing Oksana.

- So what? - insisted the guy. - Just think, take off your sweater! You have nothing to be ashamed of, it would be if Katka ..

- Boris! - Anton strictly looked at his friend. - Katya is my girlfriend!

"And I am your sister!" - Oksana mentally boiled, insulted to the depths of the soul.

“Yes, for example,” Borka dismissed. - So what?

“Playing for five hundred rubles,” Igor turned to the guy. - Boris, get away from Oksana.

The girl frowned. She, of course, not beautiful, but still offensive. Need to somehow answer. In her victory over the bully, she was one hundred percent sure, so she decided to take the risk:

- I propose to raise ... ten times!

- Wow! - The guys on the couch's eyes widen.

“Too much money,” Igor shook his head.

- Ha! Scared? - Oksana suffered. She felt with delight that she was winning a verbal squabble.

“I’m not afraid,” Igor said softly. “You just don't have that kind of money.” Let's play for five hundred rubles.

Oksana silently got up and went to her room, and when she returned, she laid out five thousand rubles on the table.

Silence reigned in the room, everyone was waiting for Igor's reaction.

The guy scratched his chin thoughtfully, then reached into his pocket and took out a red bill from his wallet:

- We play.

The party dragged on. Anton and Katya have long been absorbed in themselves, and Borka sipped his beer melancholically.

Oksana carefully lined up defense and prepared a decisive attack, concentrating fully on the game. Igor, on the contrary, walked quickly, even carelessly, often ...