I left the room walking again to the class that was about to start. I fixed my hair, which was all messed up with certainty, took a deep breath and entered. The teacher is not there yet, so I am not late. I sit in my chair and open the notebook, waiting. A few minutes later, the teacher arrives, Lucas comes right after, he looks at me and laughs with a face of pure malice, I give a low laugh and lower my head, standing up right away and that's how the class was almost all, some moments I and he spent almost no blinking minutes, just staring at each other, he smiling in a way that I can't even explain, half sideways, but his whole relaxed face was something that made me look at him even more. The class ends, to tell you the truth I have no idea what was written on the board. The students leave the room, until I decide to leave too, but before reaching the door I feel someone holding my arm, I don't even have to look back to know who it is. I knew who that force was. I just stood there, letting people pass me and the door, until the room was just the two of us.
- I can't believe I left without saying goodbye. -I gave a light laugh, still without turning back. -I didn't think I had reasons. -He laughs mockingly, squeezing my arm even tighter. -I can make you have it. -I laughed and said nothing. -You're playing with fire girl. -He says as if he alerts me. -What if I want to burn myself? -I pulled my arm tightly, letting go, taking a few steps, looking back and laughing at him. He just crosses his arms and shakes his head in denial, with that same smile that makes me tormented.
I leave the college walking until I arrive at the bus stop, I wait and he comes, I enter and soon I am at the apartment. As soon as I arrive, I open the door, Manuela is on the sofa. I smile at her, placing my bag on top of the other couch.
- It's better? -I asked trying to look friendly. My anger at her was gone, now I wanted to help her.
- Yes. Thank you for what you did. I mean, I know I didn't deserve it, and you still helped me.
- Want to tell what happened? Or do you prefer to pretend that nothing happened?
- If you want to know, I'll tell you, I trust you and you're the only person I have. -I sit beside her on the couch and cross my legs over him, without taking off my All Star. -Start. -She takes a deep breath, smiles and a tear comes down, shakes her head in denial, wipes the tear and takes a deep breath again.
- Yesterday there was a party with the same people as the college party, but different from college, there were everything, drugs, sex and a thousand things. The boy I had sex with, he asked me to party, I went. I thought there would be nothing more, only, they started using drugs, I didn't want to ... -She starts crying again. -I swear. I saw them, I refused, but then, all the girls there were using, I know, I'm not all of them, but they started making fun of me, they called me cool and I started to panic, because some of those boys were getting aggressive, saying that they don't use it for reporting and a thousand things, so I used it. -I look at her with my normal expression and smile flanked. -You did it out of fear? -Yes. -What did you use? -I will find cocaine and they gave me something colorful to put in my mouth. -LSD. -She just lowers her head and continues to cry, I pull the girl onto my lap, and she comes, I rest her head on my legs and caress her hair.
- Was it the first time you did this? -I ask her wanting to find out if the girl had done this more often.
- Yes. And I promise you, I'll never do that again, and if you want I won't go out with the boy from last night anymore. -She speaks in a desperate tone.
- I'm not the one who should choose that, you have to. He doesn't seem to be someone who takes you to do good things ... -I understand. -She responds shaking her head still in my lap. -Thanks for everything. -She looks like she is stolen. -The cold shower? -I laughed to relax. -For everything. -She answers getting up, giving me a hug right after. I was not the best person to talk about addictions and things like that, I had no reason to judge her, even because I consider myself a potential alcoholic.
- You look happy. -She speaks smiling and separating the hug.
- So, you know the kid at the party? He's in the same room as us, he's the one you said would make my type. I stayed with him twice in college and I don't know, the way he looks at me and touches me. -Melissa Strange are in love? -She says laughing. -No. Well, I don't know, and that nickname is pretty ridiculous, even though it's pretty badass. -I know you like. -She says teasing me. -You deserve to be happy, give love a chance. -I looked at her face with an expression of disgust, not hers, but the words. -What is Manu ?! We know this world, 21st century well. Nobody loves anyone, fake and fake people. -I get off the sofa and walk towards the bathroom. -I'm going to take a bath. -Nothing, you're trying to get away from it. -I show her the middle finger and go into the bathroom. I take off my clothes and turn on the shower.
To tell you the truth I didn't feel in love, I was in a trance I think, for the first time I was really interested in someone, I didn't know if it was reciprocal, but I did. During the shower I continued to think about what Manuela said, even though I don't believe it will end in a relationship or anything, it will be fleeting, I'm sure. I'll even bet myself if that's the case.
I got out of the shower, walking around the apartment in a towel, Manuela was reading a book, and that made me proud, of both of us she was the most studious. -Tomorrow are you going with me? -I ask expecting a positive answer. -I think not, I still feel a little strange, but I took your notebook and gave a little read to the things you wrote down, I will recover, both in the materials and mentally. -OK. But don't miss too much. It's bad for history and you know it. -She nods and I go to the bedroom to get ready. I put on a basic black dress, the ones you wear indoors. I walk to the kitchen, prepare something to eat, and then go watch a movie. I can't help but drink some wine. My night is summed up in this, Manuela studying, I watch a movie and so I end up sleeping on the couch. I wake up with my cell phone alarm clock. I get up and go to breakfast, prepare a bread and butter and eat quickly, heading towards the bathroom to shower and get ready. A few minutes later I was ready. Amazingly I was not late, Manuela was still sleeping, I was not going to wake her up. So I keep fiddling with the notebook in the meantime, until her cell phone rang. I look at her and she answers.
- Hello. Hi Aunt. I'm at home. Go outside? What for? ... Um ... Ta ... -She looks at me. -My aunt said she has a surprise, let's see. -I raise an eyebrow, leaving the notebook on the sofa and follow the girl. -What do you think it can be? -Must be more related wanting to see me. I didn't even brush my teeth, neither to nor there. -She laughs. We got into the elevator and a few seconds later we were on the ground floor. We passed the concierge and gate. -Manuela? -Her aunt has been hugging her with a lot of sadness. -You are Melissa right? -I nod with my head smiling. -So. I have a gift, it will be for both. Thus. -She points to a car across the street. I don't understand at first, a beautiful black Honda Civic. Is it her car ?! She presses the alarm on the key and unlocks it, and hands it to Manuela. -3 of you. -I look at Manuela without understanding and she laughs hugging me. -I want you to open it first. -I close my eyes and take the key, I wouldn't deny it. He loved cars, and such an opportunity would not be missed. I run to the car, open the door and get in. The smell of a new car is numbing. Manuela goes to the other side, entering through the passenger poet.
-Go with him to college today. -Seriously? I asked without believing. -Yeah. My aunt said that he is our gift. Thus. -I look away from the window, Manu's aunt approached, I insert the key in the panel and turn it so that I can lower the windows.
- Take responsibility and care.
-Thanks Aunt Carol. -Manu speaks thanking. -You can let me be very careful. -I spoke with a slight smile. She also smiles, walking away and heading towards her car, which just by glancing you could see that she would buy about 3 of what she gave, and leaves the place, leaving.
-I'll get your backpack. -I nodded and waited for her to go. Meanwhile, I connected my cell phone to the car radio, it looks like I was dreaming, a week ago we were dreaming about it and today we won a car. I don't even have the age to drive, but I know how to drive and very well, that's even funny. I stay stuck in my thoughts for a few minutes, until Manuela appears at the driver's door, handing me the bag out the window. I take the bag and put it in the passenger seat.
- Good class. -She said walking away. I smiled in thanks, started the car and started driving to college, unlike the bus, the car was much faster, without waiting, and going around. I manage to get to college well ahead of schedule. I park the car in the parking lot. I hang up, brake, and head to the classroom. I walk in a hurry, I didn't like to be wandering around. There is no one in the room, I go straight to my usual table and sit down. I open a comic book of the trinity I had in my bag and start reading. My attention is diverted when I hear someone turn the door handle, I look and it was Lucas. I smile at him. The boy leaves his backpack on his desk and walks over to me. I still read the comic. He pulls it out of my hand, I look at him with some anger.
- Trinity?! ... Hmmmm. Nerd. -I point to you. -I smiled and held out my hand for him to return. And that was when he approached me, holding my hair that was stuck in a ponytail with some strength, bringing his mouth close to my neck, making a light bite, which made me blush. He lets go of my hair, and walks over to the chair in front of me. He sits on it, turning to me.
- Tell me about yourself. -He asks, getting closer to me.
- My name is Melissa Skarsgard. -Do you know the meaning of your surname? -No, but it looks like Asgard. From Norse mythology. - Do you like mythologies? -Yes. -One more point for you. -I laughed with some debauchery, he was imitating and scoring me, just like I did about him liking black humor in the testing room.
- Is that you? What's your name. -Lucas, I already told you. -Yes, he said, but it can't be just Lucas. -No, but only Lucas matters. -You know my whole name, I don't know yours. It is not right. -Curiosity killed the cat, you know. -The boy speaks with irony. I approach him, running my index finger over the top of my lips. -Well, I'm not the one with the mustache here. -He laughs. -Another point for you. -Again he approaches, now standing up, he is tall, so I lean my neck back a little. -I did not want this. -I don't understand what he says. The bell rings, now the class was about to start, some students enter the room. Lucas, taking a few steps back, hands me the HQ, and heads towards his table. I stay still for a while, I didn't understand what he meant, quite the contrary, he confused me a lot. I look at him and shrug, trying to understand, he lowers his head and shows no reaction.
The class passes quickly, giving time for the break, I decide not to leave the room. I continue to read the comic. The boy left the room, returning when the bell rings.
A few minutes later the teacher arrives, Lucas comes in with a serious expression, deep down I think this boy is bipolar. In no time he looks at me, just stares at his pencil, rotating between his fingers. I look away from the class, I wouldn't have to continue to look at him. The teacher runs a Slide on blood diseases, I pay attention and make notes of what I think is important. Some students ask some questions, question, read articles and the whole class is focused on that, the signal hits and another day of study is over. I don't even realize that Lucas wasn't in the room, well, he must have left earlier. I pick up my backpack and leave the room. When I arrived in the main hall, I saw a scene that broke my heart in a thousand pieces. I take a deep breath and lean against the wall, Lucas passes holding a girl's hand, and right in front of me he wraps his arm around her neck, pulling her closer and giving a peck. The boy pretends he didn't even know me. I take a deep breath and smile to myself, how can I be so stupid ?! Oh Melissa. Sometimes I even believe that you have feelings.
I keep my head up outside the gate, as if nothing had happened, even why it didn't happen, right ?!
