“Enough, it\u2019s over!” I thought as I walked across the school hall at a brisk pace. Outside, the blinding light of summer.
I stand on the entrance steps and catch my breath. This was my last day of school, but the very last of my life.
The oral exam didn\u2019t go exactly as I had imagined but I don\u2019t think I screwed up… It\u2019s all gone now.
I almost can\u2019t believe I finished the exam, I think it\u2019s amazing to have completed these five years. Maybe I still don\u2019t realize it.
I take a moment here to stop at the exit of my school because I know that as soon as I walk home the thought that for the last month I kept locked in a drawer while I was studying will peep and I will have to reckon: “school is over… and if I never see him again?”.
-Hi guys, I\u2019m going! See you tomorrow night to celebrate!
-hello Francesca! See you tomorrow!
I walk for the last time making the way back on those roads I know so well. I put on autopilot and start thinking about him again. Dario. I think back to when I first noticed him this winter with dark eyes and unkempt hair. I remember the feeling of my heart diving into my stomach for a second and then jumping on my diaphragm like a trampoline. I am a klutz!
The whole quarter, I couldn\u2019t even tell him “Hello” except for the time that I dropped the physics book on his foot during the assembly. What an embarrassment! I feel like I\u2019m blushing again. I managed to stutter a “Excuse me” and he smiled at me as it obviously does with morons. A catastrophe.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
How I wish I could be sure of myself like Serena, the blonde of the fifth D. By the way, today I arrived with a backpack with half the house inside and he showed up with nothing, not even a pen! And guess who he asked? Serena of course. I don\u2019t have a chance.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Well I have to try to think of something else, after all the school is over, there are holidays and then the university, the faculty of archeology, a new life. But the most beautiful thing of all is the Stonehenge festival! Three days in late July of metal music and finally I can go! “You don\u2019t go to any concert in the middle of Europe with a mass of metalheads until you turn 18!” The voice of my father resonates in my head\u2026 eh eh, but now I\u2019m of age. Hi dad!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Me listening to nothing but rock, metal and punk since I was 12 years old and for the first time I heard Use your illusion by Guns&Roses. I still remember, it was summer and I was at the sailing school and my tent partner took out the phone with Spotify and we started singing quietly November rain.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Three epic days with Camilla!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Then again, suddenly this annoying thought: “who knows what he\u2019s doing this summer?”.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Francesca, give yourself a break! His friend will go with Luca to Santorini or Ibiza and will meet many Serena in Bikini.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Of course it would be really cool to meet by chance\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Gioia Piazzi<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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