Day of bad or good luck ?
Today is the big day, my first day in college, in fact today there is no normal class, it was a presentation of the environment, but it doesn't matter, I'm excited, I can't even believe it, after so much time studying I was able to, doctor, damn it, I can feel the veins in my wrist bleeding faster than Need For Speed cars, and I love that feeling. I share my whole life with my best friend, Manuela, she also wants to be a doctor, but in another specialization, to be more precise she wants to be an orthopedic doctor. Manuela is my best friend since high school. she is very beautiful, at least I think, blonde, 1.75 tall, in fact she is my height, and her body is very beautiful.
I wake up two hours earlier than necessary with Manuela's screams. -Melissaaaaaaaaa ! still sleep? how can today is our first day of school, girl.- i open my eyes still with some difficulty, i hadn't slept at night and now that i was falling asleep does she wake me up? for real? I take out my cell phone and watch the time, my expression of disgust forms on my face. -Really? Manuela. we have at least two hours to wake up, that is, 4 hours to go to college. - Girl, we have to get ready, think, relax so we don't get there dead and sweaty. -OK! nothing to say about it, Manu. -I mean getting up, walking past her, going to the bathroom, taking off my clothes and getting in the shower, staying under the shower, letting the water fall on my body for some time, I think it's too long. As I leave, I see the terrified girl's face looking at me. -What is it? -I ask without understanding. -I thought something had happened. -What kind? -I still don't understand. -Your anxiety crisis for example. -I shake my head and pull the sleeves of the robe showing my arms to her. -You see? without cuts, scratches or the like. Just friendly happiness, that's all. -I gave a happy smile and she also reciprocates hugging me. -I love you. -I love you too, my friend. -She walks away and smiles again, heading towards the bathroom. I start to get ready slowly, it was still early, actually quite early. I tie my hair in a ponytail, put on a black blouse and jeans with some tears, inside a fishnet stocking that was shown due to the tears in the pants, as shoes I chose a black All Star, my favorite. I take the backpack and prepare my materials, check pens and everything, I also do it with Manuela's things while she prepares too. After a few hours of rolling, Manuela is ready and it was time to go to college. We left the house and walked to the bus stop, we can't talk because of anxiety, so we listen to music on the way to the stop. We sit on the bench and a few minutes pass before the bus arrives, and as soon as we arrive we enter. I look for an empty bench and sit down, Manuela, beside me, she looks at me as if she wants to say something and then I take off the phone. -Do you know what I was thinking? -No. -I answer almost laughing. -Today we are going by bus to the faculty, but there will be a day when we arrive from Audi at the hospital door. -I look away and start laughing. -What was Melissa ?! I know you think like me. -Really I think like her, but seila, I didn't focus so directly on those things, I had things that were more priority, like changing my video game and buying a better pc. -Look Manu, today is our first day, let's go slowly and with our feet on the ground, ok ?! -OK! Madam gamer. -I gave a light laugh and put my headphones back on listening to Huma'n while watching the landscape through the window. 20 minutes later we more or less arrived at the point of college, went down and held each other's hands. -They'll think we're lesbians. -I speak with a certain conviction. -It reminded me of school, everyone always thought that, until you started dating. -She says doing drama. -There are people who think we are still today, not that I have prejudice, but let's let go of my hands because I really want to find a nice future doctor at this college. -I speak with certain irony. -She looks at me mockingly -You mean lover, since we are girlfriends. -I always close my eyes. -Seriously? if you mess up a case of mine I'll kill you. -Good, if you break your leg don't count on the orthopedist here. -What if I marry one? -She snorts through her mouth and walks off with hard steps, but then stops, looks back and laughs. -Come on, neurologist Strange. -I understand the reference and start laughing, walking up to it and so we go together. We looked for our room and finally found it. - Shall we enter now or wait? -Manuela asks. -I think it is better to go in, do what out here? -Manuela agrees with me, and so we enter the room, take a general look at the room, it is large and has about 20 people, Manu and I chose the chairs that are in the middle of the room in the corner of the wall, we sat and waited for the teacher to arrive. Finally the teacher arrives, introduces himself and asks one of us to introduce himself.
The room is already full, with only a few empty chairs. Some 30 minutes of class had already passed, when I heard someone knock and open it, I did not imagine that someone would have the audacity to enter after so much time in class, perhaps it was some director or seila, someone wanting to welcome. A boy enters, he looked like a CDF, that student who does not arrive late and sits in front and unfortunately all the front chairs were already occupied, by the time he enters the room automatically, everyone looks at him, the teacher a forced cough to clear his throat and look at the boy who is paralyzed and red with shame standing at the door. -You know you're late, don't you? and that doctors should not be late, imagine if it was your duty? and a person was dying, you would be late, and that person would die, maybe you don't care, but what about that person's family? -Sorry teacher, this will never be repeated. -The boy interrupts the teacher who just nods, as if to say: "you can sit". The class continues and all that tension goes away, the teacher turns on the overhead projector and starts to pass things about personal care when attending a patient . I drop my head and start taking notes. It was 10 minutes before the class ended when again someone opened the door, without knocking or anything, even abruptly, I find it strange that someone had the courage that the person had to open the door that way. I look in the direction waiting to know who the audacity was in person and when the door opens fully, another boy enters, but this time a boy totally different from the previous one, I stared into his eyes that met mine for a fraction of a minute. seconds, I hit Manuela on the arm, drawing her attention. -Hey, look at the boy who is entering. -Manuela quickly raises her head and smiles looking at me. -Well its type, tattooed, tall, good body .. -She lowers her head again and doesn't show any more reaction. my God how so, as she can not say anything else, the guy was perfect, he has tattoos and by the way there are many tattoos for sure, more than 1.80 in height, black hair, and the body, my God, the body was that nice skinny. After he enters, the teacher looks at him and says nothing, I find it strange, the other time he gave so much lecture to the CDF and to this one not even an ear tug? seriously, I wanted him to hear some spurts. The boy looks at the teacher and laughs, sort of taking a wave and sits in a chair that faced me, I glance and see him looking at me, I turn my attention to the professor, who had already taken the total focus from class and now you're talking about 3rd world war. I was always that student who hated to attract attention and did everything so that the teachers did not notice my presence but this time my ninja technique did not work. -Hey, you there in a black shirt. -I lift my head and see him pointing in my direction, look back and see that nobody was wearing black, and he nods, kind of confirming, so I accept the fact. -You can say teacher. -I answer calmly and staring at him. -What's your name? -He asks. -Melissa. -I answer and keep looking at him. -So Melissa, what I was saying about, do you think you have the possibility of having a 3rd world war? -It was an easy question to be answered, at least for me who read several conspiracy theories on the internet. -It depends, professor. -Some people laugh. He puts his hand out as if to stop laughing. -Depends on what? -He asks as if he wants to intimidate me. - Depending on the reason, for example, there were already great reasons for there to be a 3rd war. When Cuba aimed its missiles at the United States and when they found out, nothing happened. In my opinion the United States or any other nation would not start a world-wide war for futile reasons. - At that moment everyone in the room stopped looking at me, I think they thought I was going to turn yellow or something, but I always did well in matters that I dominated and I was not afraid to talk about it, nor to speak in public. . After answering, I turn my attention to my notebook, I hear a male voice, when I raise my head it was the rebellious boy who arrived late. -As Melissa said Professor, I think it is almost impossible for the United States to start a war for any reason and saying in chemical and physical context the hydrogen bomb that the United States says it has, has the capacity to remove the earth from its axis, causing radical changes in climate and for that reason I don't think they would do that. He turns around in the chair and smiles at me, damn what a smile that was, it looked like a gunshot, I also all embarrassedly smile at him, he turns around right after the teacher starts talking. -You are inflated by S.H.I.E.L.D? -Everyone laughs and the teacher turns his attention to the white board that reflects the image of the retro projector,
continuing to explain the lesson. I turn my attention to my notebook while I think of the boy, he came in the middle of my explanation and called me by my name as if there was some intimacy with him. The thoughts were gone, and I was paying attention until the class ended. A few hours passed and the end of that performance day was ending. Manuela and I got up from the chairs and went for a walk to see the college. Some boys talk to each other, in a circle, we pass them and one of them calls us. -You already know about the party today? -Party? a hoax you mean. -Manu responds with no sympathy. -no, a party with drinks, food and everything else you want. -The boys laugh. -Where will be the party? -I ask. -Here in college. -But can that? have a party here? Here inside? -Is this serious? -the boy answers me with some irony and starts to laugh. -Girl, who is going to make the party is the son of the owner of this college, he can do everything, and I will spoiler soon, he is single and has a reputation for having the best parties. -Manu pout and look at me. -Do you want to come? -I ask. -We will! It doesn't cost to socialize and meet new people. -I shrug and just watch. -What time will it be? -She asks showing interest. -7 hours, but after 9 the things start to get good. -I roll my eyes and take a deep breath, looking at the boy. He looked like an upper middle class junkie. -Let's think. -I say fake smile and pull Manuela towards the gate. -We won't come, right? -I asked believing she would deny it. -Why don't we go? it's just another party. Now I understand why classes start on a Friday. -She keeps thinking and then I think too. The presentation is made on the weekend so that the party is held at night and it would certainly be normal, students and teachers socializing. I remember the boy saying more, but it must be this uncontrolled youthfulness. I even look like an old woman talking. After a few minutes of walking we got to the bus stop, sat on the bench and waited. -Who is the owner of the college? -She asks smiling. -He is not the owner of the college, but the owner's son. Already wanting to pounce? -I ask laughing. -Maybe it's a good investment, I wouldn't even need to study, because the mother-in-law would get me a diploma. Melissa thinks, he's single. -I make an expression of debauchery. -Of course, you would get your diploma without studying, and would kill several people with your recklessness. -Hey, calm down, it's just a joke. -I roll my eyes and take her attention. I knew Manuela well, she was a good friend, but her interest would end up hurting. And this is not today, since I met her she always chose everything in her life putting money first. I also think money is important, but putting it above your principles is too much. We were silent for a while, until the bus arrived, we got up and sat together, each listening to music on his cell phone, we never had similar tastes so each one on his phone.
Time passed quickly, and when I realized the point of our stop arrived, we got off the bus and went home.
It was 3 hours until the time of the party arrived, my mood was over, but I was making a huge effort to go, I didn't want to make Manuela sad or that she wasn't because of me. I open my wardrobe and the only thing I can see was black, black blouse, black pants, black dresses. I took a black dress that I had bought before leaving my city, and a black pumps, put it on the bed and waited for Manu to leave the bathroom, as soon as she leaves, I go in, take a shower, not too long, after when i finish, i see manuela in a dilemma of dresses, one red and another blue, i point to red and she chooses this way. After a few minutes they were both ready, she did a hairdo, I loosened mine, leaving the curls well defined. -How do I look? - she asks. -It's great! in fact, when you are not great ?! -She laughs, and hugs me walking towards the door.
I was anxious, I wanted to meet new people and forget the problems in my head, Manu was also anxious, she wanted to meet the son of the owner of the college. We left the house and walked to the bus stop again. -Oh man, am I tired of this? -Than? Of walking? -I asked without understanding. -Want to rest? -I said reducing the steps. -No, Melissa, tired of riding the bus, look at us, so beautiful and wonderful, riding the bus. -I make a kind of expression as if it doesn't matter what she said, she continues to walk and soon we get there. -Have you ever stopped to think that the day a bus breaks we get fucked? -I talked to her, trying to make a point. -We're already fucked up, what's one more thing ?! -She answers with a certain arrogance, but I shrug. We were silent until the bus arrived, got in and sat down. During the trip each kept fiddling with his cell phone. Again time passed quickly, and as soon as the bus arrived at the stop, we decided to walk to the college, which was about 4 meters from the stop. The college gate was open, I go in first and I see a couple kissing, I bow my head to keep from looking, and then Manuela enters. we walk a little bit until she comments on. -He wants to swallow her? -I think she wanted to swallow him. -I reply with irony, she laughs and we keep walking. At the entrance there were some people dancing to an electronic. Manuela starts dancing, I even like to dance, but I saw something I loved even more: Alcohol with Open Bar. I walked over to the canteen, which looked more like a bar, I leaned over the counter and a boy came up to me. -What does a beautiful girl like that do alone here? -He smiled. -Me? Beautiful? I think you should stop drinking alcohol. -She is beautiful and humorous. Not that I'm hitting on you. -Thanks so anyway. -I laughed. -So what will the beautiful girl in a good mood want? -I take a deep breath and look at shelves that were full of alcoholic beverages, oh my God that was a dream. In my family we never had any problems with drugs, but on the other hand, all the members, absolutely everyone, have had, or have problems with drinks, and I as a real Skasgard, it was no different. -I want a shot of vodka, with a little wine. -He makes an admired expression. -Isn't it very strong? -Ah, my poor kidney is already used to this type of fight. -He laughs again and starts pouring me drinks. I stand there tapping my fingers on the counter to the rhythm of the song that at that moment was from Demi Lovato. I admire the musical taste of this human being. A few seconds later the glass was on the counter. -Thanks, kind boy. -I thank you -He says smiling. I grab my glass and go out onto the dance floor, before arriving, two boys bump into me, and spill all the drink on myself, take a deep breath and count until 2 was the most I could count until I burst with rage. -You are blind oh fuck. -One of the boys is approaching. -Sorry, it was ... it was wanted, I didn't want it, it was unintentionally, do you want me to get another drink ?. -He apologized so much that I even felt sorry for him. I shake my head in denial about another drink. The problem was not even the dress but my legs that were soaked with wine and vodka, soon it was going to stick and get a horrible feeling. I look at the track and manuela was gone. Slut, she didn't even let me know she was going out, so what I have left was to go to the bathroom and clean up that thin menstruation that is in my legs. I have no idea where the bathroom is and I wouldn't even ask, patience was at zero. I go into college, I look for room by room until I find a bathroom, which luckily is closed, how wonderful, nothing could get worse until I hear a male voice coming from behind me, I only thought of the worst, because always after the sentence : "Nothing else can get worse." Life shows that it really can. -Are you lost? -Without turning around, I take a deep breath so as not to send the guy to the whore who gave birth to him, but I just turn around. The moment I turn around, I come across the rebellious boy who confronted the teacher in class and got involved in my explanation. -I wanted to know where the bathroom was, they spilled my drink on me. -He is walking towards me, and I follow him with my eyes, until I fix them in his eyes, dammit, he is so close and taller and handsome. The boy runs his finger over my arm that was wet with the ebb and smells. -Wine and Vodka? Good taste. It was yours? -Yes, it was, Thank you. - I say with a weak smile. I feel his hand touch mine and start to pull me. -Come, I'll take you to the bathroom. -I don't say anything, I just walk in silence beside you, a few corridors later and we smell, I reach for the handle of the women's bathroom and it's closed. -Do you dare to go to the men's? I don't let anyone in. -He asks looking into my eyes, damn that was strange and intense. -OK. -I answer. It was obvious that I had the courage, no need to ask that. I go into the bathroom and start cleaning myself, get toilet paper soaked in water and start cleaning. Everything was sticking together, my God, what did I do with my life, Jeusu? Anyway. A few minutes later and I finish cleaning, I leave the bathroom and I am surprised with the boy outside, I did not trust him, I thought I would not wait. - Ended? -Well, in parts yes, only my morals were shaken. -Ah that later you recover. So, what's it called? -Uh, you already know my name, I don't know yours. -I mean looking in his eyes too. -I want to know your full name. -Is it some kind of job interview? -He laughs. -Good humored, great. -You are the second person who says this to me in less than 1 hour, but returning to your question: Melissa Skasgard. And yours? -He is silent for a few seconds. -Lucas. -I want the whole name. - You don't want to. -He replies with mockery. -So Miss Skasgard. I realized that you this lost by the faculty that you will attend every day, I, as a good host, will show you every corner. -Look how great. -I said starting to walk, while he is still leaning against the wall. -But nothing in life is free. -He says smiling. -God his smile is beautiful. -Oh no? And how much will it be? -I asked ironically. -He approaches me. -A kiss. -I shake my head and he laughs. -Look calm, it doesn't have to be in the mouth, it can be in the cheek. -I think a little and decide to supper, it wouldn't hurt, it was just a kiss and why not ?! -OK. We will? -He laughs again and starts walking. -So, as you just saw there is one of the bathrooms. -We continue to walk until passing through some rooms. -This is a movie theater, whenever the teacher wants to show a more elaborate film or documentary, we always came here. Over there are common classrooms, like ours. -He winks at me and I smile, even because it was the only thing I knew how to do at that moment. I wasn't shy or anything, but his smile was disconcerting. We continue to walk while he speaks. -Here is the pharmacy room, here there are medicines, antibiotics and things like that for students to become familiar with. Here more common rooms, a secretary, because in each sector there is one, one sector is more or less every 5 classrooms. And here is one of my favorites, the testing room. -He takes my hand and pulls me into the room. -You will also like it. -He opens the room and turns on the light, he can see stars coming out of my eyes while I see this. Bloodstream models, several human skeletons, some with bones, others with muscles, fake bodies full of blood and things like that. -Wow, I can't believe it, I only saw these things in movies, my God, it's very beautiful. -I knew you would like it. -He walks to the front of the room and I follow. -And here we end the tour. -Sit on the teacher's desk and turn on my cell phone to see if there was any message from the handler. -Hey, I'm talking to you, time for my payment. -Lock the cell phone and place it next to me. -You didn't show everything. -This place is infinite and equal. everything you have here has each sector, that is, I showed you everything. -I roll my eyes and he laughs approaching. -And then? -I get down from the table and approach him kissing his cheek. -He laughs and shakes his head in denial. -Oh what is it? on the cheek? if so i deserve another one, on the other side don't you think? -He is very handsome, to tell the truth the most beautiful boy I have ever seen, but would it be right for me to kiss him? or kiss his cheek again? I don't know, I just met him for real, but I will. I approach his cheek and so he turns his face giving me a peck, but his face is still close, I open my eyes and look into his, it looked like a wolf after hunting. Insitively he stepped forward and started an intense kiss. I wanted to and as much as I deny him he couldn't deny me, so I just went. I return the kiss by entering my hands in his black hair, pulling with some force. One of his hands grips my waist, squeezing hard, and then the other does the same, I feel myself getting up and putting myself with some strength on the table, I open my legs and allow him to pass between them. His hands that were on my waist go down to my legs, then go up to my thighs where they squeezed tightly. I had already stayed with many boys, but one like Lucas, it was the first time, he made me wish that, his hand felt like a fire that touched my skin, it burned. In the kiss I felt his tongue constantly touch mine, while the two struggled to occupy more space in each other's mouths. I feel him pulling my hair, making my head go back. The kiss is separated, his mouth goes up to my neck, giving kisses and bites that make the entire length of my body arrepair. I lift my legs a little more and end up crossing them both at his waist, pulling him closer to me. Lucas started to trail the kisses back to my mouth, until he started another kiss again. The pulls I used on his hair are stronger, due to the excitement of the moment. In between the action, he gives a malicious smile, then he bites my lip with some force, I let a groan of pain break out, he laughs again, as if amusing himself with it. I take my hand up under his shirt, I start to make light scratches on his abdomen. That got stronger. I can't get my hand down to the region I wanted so I went up. I feel your penis erect between my legs, causing a sensation that I never felt, yes, I am a virgin, and no, I am not intending to lose my virginity on a college table. The boy's hand did not come out of the extension of my thighs and waist it intrigues me, wouldn't he try anything? Like the other boys? I'll try. I took his right hand and brought it to my left breast and he refutes, pulling his hand down, I try again and he repeats the act, but this time separating the kiss. -I think it's time for a child to sleep. -He says looking at me. -I lower my legs from your waist and laugh. -Do you know How old am I? -17. -He responds and laughs. -As you know? -Seila, it was a kick. -I shrug and straighten my hair. -Your hair is very beautiful. -I gave a light laugh, discrediting that compliment. -Brigade. So, let's go? -He approaches me and seals our lips in a long kiss. -Let's go now. -I skipped the table and started walking towards the door. -Do we see Monday? -He asks and sits at the table where I was sitting -Smile shaking his head yes, and I continue to walk, until I leave the room completely.
