"Love is love" I read aloud the poster hanging on the door of the LGBTQ + club, looking inside through the window seeing many flags of different colors of which I know only 2 the meaning, the rainbow and the transsexual one, intrigued I try to look inside the as much as possible until I'm interrupted, "Angela, You ... do you approve of these things?" She asks me shaking in disgust the brunette next to me, looking at me seriously with her blue eyes, making me want to force them off with my precious fingers.
"I have no opinion, Liliana, I don't care much" she explained sincerely, I don't know anyone who has it so for me they can also go to hell so I care.
She looks at me closely, scrutinizing me from top to bottom, “you curled your hair right? they look good on you… "she says as she touches my curls," I know, they give a nice touch to my beauty right? "I say vain, joking, she bursts out laughing in response," I don't understand why you didn't choose Spanish as your subject, you are literally Spanish ", and I reply rolling my eyes by saying" I speak Spanish from Spain not from England "
The convinced brunette leaves my side to talk to her boyfriend, an inflated balloon, ahhhh I don't even remember the name is not of my caliber anyway, I see a red head looking at the school map hanging on the wall like an abandoned puppy.
"Do you need help?" I ask her to find me two big green eyes? Blue? Tiffany ?! Ahhhh anyway, and as if she read my soul
"Yes, please I'm going crazy, where is the F4 class?" she gives a desperate smile looking at me hopefully,
"Ah the science classroom, come I'll show it to you, I'm headed for the neighbor" she smiles of gratitude we set off towards the classroom in complete silence until she turned around and I scrutinize myself from top to bottom thinking that I don't I saw it.
"Can I have your number? You are the first person I've met in this school" she asks me with a sweet smile catching me off guard as I feel my cheeks on fire
"Yes of course" she replied flattered and then hand him my phone smiling at him, she thanks shyly scratching her pale neck, she is cute.
She takes her to class and then separates us in our streets, and then hits my head calling me stupid for not asking her name, probably appearing rude, I really hope she writes to me so I can make amends.
The sociology professor write 'THE FAMILY' on the complaint in big letters, and then begin "over the centuries family units have changed over time, nowadays we have to use terms such as monogamy, bigamy, polygamy and many others, nowadays they can also be found families built by people of the same sex, some of you could be now ", he puts us in groups, finding me with 2 boys and one other girl, we didn't even bother to introduce ourselves to the other because we wouldn't have seen each other after the project on minorities and marriages in our little town.
The teacher suddenly says "our school has a lgbtq club, it would be good for you to go and ask him questions if you have doubts about certain terms, please keep them in mind their orientation and pronouns" and then explain to us the latest attacks of homophobic background and it is an important project and important for our future to have an open mind to welcome new horizons, to then give us threatening glances making me understand that the punishment the offender would have found himself would be serious.
I begin to think if I could ever be in such a relationship with someone, I can't trust anyone completely, therefore, it would have been highly unlikely, the only men I know I can trust and put away my life have always been my brother and mine father who have always treated me as a treasure to be cared for.
Sighing I concentrate on my computer looking for something connected to our town while looking at my classmates also intent on looking for something without success but I decided not to say a word to each other so that the tension can be cut with a knife until the bell taking us away from that embarrassment.
The day ends early, finding myself at home;
Open the door the previous steam locked in the bathroom is released in my room, while a drop of water falls from my brown hair to the floor, I rub the towel to my hair, being careful not to damage the curls created by the steam, and then put them in a braid to keep them like this, hoping they won't be smooth the next morning, I snort knowing full well that my hair changes its structure.
ahhh how boring ... I try to study but at school I fail especially when I am devoid of fun mixed with sleep since I only slept 2 hours to read my favorite book (which I read every night), black diamond, stared at the white ceiling
three think about how I will fail the year but I do not have the motivation to study, the starry sky without clouds.
A ding interrupts my depressed thoughts, angry at myself for not having put the mute control who disturbs me at 7 in the evening, I take the phone suddenly and find myself surprised to find an unknown number, opening the message I find myself "hey, I'm there girl this morning, shanti, can I call you? ", in response I start the call curious about what it means to me.
"Hello beautiful, how are you?" she says excitedly, beautiful?, where did you get all this confidence?
"Well you?" I reply politely
"Well, look what ... tomorrow I have 3 free hours in the morning I was wondering if you don't have class would you like to take a cafe da Costa (a famous chain of bars in England), I have many questions about the school and I have no one else to ask "ah here is since he wanted something?
"Of course it is a pleasure" but also no "I will have two hours free after the first lesson" I continue
"Perfect, ufff I thought I was alone ah fighting this week, luckily I found you" she says sensual, BUT WHAT PROBLEMS DO YOU HAVE !? I blush suddenly and throw the phone somewhere on the bed not knowing how to react, it's too cheeky heaven, wait and normal among women right? But you're just kidding, he's not gay right ?, I don't want you to get any ideas, the phone said in a hurry "yes yes you were lucky, no wait I mean I'm kind and you won't find anyone like m-you know today there it's a beautiful day "blather, oh my goodness I hope someone lightning me, she bursts into a loud laugh understanding my bluff" yes it's a beautiful rainy day, I feel like throwing myself out the window for how wet graphics I was left without an umbrella, though I think you feel confused enough so I'll leave you alone! " She replies with an irritating voice preying on me, while mentally I slap her.
You remember we live in England right?, I haven't worn a ray of sunshine in four years, but you do darling "she continues, laughing.
"Mmmm I have to go now bye" I try to close the call quickly
"sisi ciao" she says she bursting into laughter and then ends the call, ugh damn, only I can make a fool of myself like this, I send a message to Liliana "would you like to go out on the weekend"
She quickly replies with "yeah, why don't you invite your brother? I haven't seen him in a while", knowing exactly why I invite my brother I try to recline gently on her part to avoid pain for my friend.
"He is busy with work, when he is free and with his girlfriend, you know" my beloved little brother has been engaged for almost 2 years now, but he keeps it secret for an unknown reason that I don't even know, I haven't met her famous girlfriend, but he talks about it a lot, if we were in a comic he would have his eyes on heart every time he mentions her, I know her like the back of my hand at this point but I love to listen to him.
"I'll do it, you'll see," she says with the knowledge that I know her secret,
"Okayokay" I close the call in her tired face for the number of times I have been in this situation not only with her but with most of my friends but I will always be a supporter of A.
I tuck in thinking about today probably the most… interesting day… I've had in the last few months.
I think back to the girl I didn't ask for her name, she's cute, she seems easy going, I think we'll get along, hoping she wants me as a friend but I don't have too many illusions, the fact that she was friendly right away, it could okay this time, the clock strikes midnight and my mind begins to debate whether to sleep or pull another sleepless night reading.
I head to my brother's room, find him snoring with drool on the sides of his mouth, in a funny position, tousled brown hair, and to you I present the most handsome of the school, my brother Alvaro Hernandez, I close the door with a blow behind me and I venture into the dark room illuminated by a small night light as a child placed for me for when I visit him at night, I am careful not to trip over CD holders scattered on the floor, my beloved brother does not know what is there 'order or cleaning because he leans on the cleaning lady, I approach on tiptoe kneeling at the foot of his bed, he opens his eyes and composes himself, putting himself aside to make room for me as per routine from every day, knowing mine afraid to sleep alone, I make myself a place next to him. rubbing my head on his chest making me feel at home, while he gently caresses my head to accompany me to find my long-awaited sleep.
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