Encounter
studying, or at least tries.
From there one week I would have a major test, began to get hot, the days were significantly longer and the sun burning our hallway for most of the afternoon.
I heard the voices, doors opening, wood banging, I forced myself to stay at my desk with his head down.
A test of strength, I do not pay attention to everything around me or my review would go to hell. The noise had come
also in the room next to mine, I knew voices seemed to run a site at the height of its activity.
My door flew open and Leo burst into the room.
'Can I take your right? The architect here has too much stuff, I do not have mica so long! and then there's this other, at least you can ask '
I remained thrilled with my pencil in hand el' evidenzitore balanced on top.
'Take this thing? 'I asked with terror, because' this' could mean a lot of things in our country. I saw Stè
also arrive with a smile that I knew well, was his smile for social occasions.
went crazy for these things. With its
meters and eighty abundant Leo pulled me off the chair with all pointing to his two henchmen my desk.
'But you have to do? oh! In short I'm studying! Leo! and no! ' I tried to force myself getting up from his chair recovering the book.
'But how can you know? Leo the great dinner! '
He said while his ego bursting with gratitude just for asking him what he had in mind
'The big dinner? sorry but you say? and where do we do? and how many are we? and because my desk? ' Leonardo
I looked disconsolate because his eyes I was a 'little gem' that just could not understand his big plans.
In my hand I knew when I had to help to awaken after a Vito nights out of his past I do not know where. I have always carefully avoided asking too many questions about it.
'In the corridor, imagine a long expanse of desks, so we have dinner all together'
Stè looked alarmed, which is already preparing the menu for the occasion in his heart, and begged me not to do stories.
'Ah, and goes well .. .. but to me I have given you the desk or to take venirmela?'
Leo handed me a pat on the back
'but no! gives you the Vito! '
for a change.
Contrassegnai so my participation for the big dinner of fish that were organizing.
the evening on the third floor, Ste and me we were second, consume memory dinner of the building 'B'.
Desks chased one o'clock next to the other without any tablecloth, plates and plastic cups were purchased in industrial quantities, each of us brought something over to her chair.
Leo had taken out somewhere a complete evening, was the organizer and rightly mica could come in jeans!
I turned around again with my highlighter in his pocket despite the protests of Ste I wanted a bit more in tune with the event.
We had dinner together, except for my architect who, as usual, preferred to sit in another room and physics student who told us to stay in the laboratory. With my roommates were forced three lives in the same space. We had a different specific gravity, we never mixed, and so we avoided a lot of fighting and favored a peaceful coexistence.
long after I saw a room of Ste cap.
'What's that?'
'What! Is the cap of the meal' he said with his usual way, as if I were a careless child. I did not reassuring
expression and continued 'dinner on the third floor!'
'And you kept this business?' I asked amazed
'Yes, you were there - as if it could justify the presence of a cap - and then because you do not know what happened the next day, you were in class'
Thank you, has always had a very particular for me to weigh the fact that I still sometimes not there, and that somehow I had left.
I was concerned that the night before he tried to drink something with his eyes and tried to give me a sign any of his state of health.
'And now what can you do? are a scellarato'commentai on myself while I was trying to see 'waste' of possible pads, boxes or other types of medicine.
guardadomi laughed indulgently, in the end I had been forgiven resuming his speech
'The director has managed something, but not sure what, partly because he only saw the mountain of stuff we threw away this morning,' There was a
moment of silence, we could not cook in our rooms, risked being kicked out instantly.
'So what' I asked with a touch of anxiety
Stè smiled again sitting on the bed, crossing his legs in its way.
'We were too many, it is not plausible, and nobody believes the security is not passed'
was true, the usual round of security not seen, we do not always walked, we were the 'black sheep' of the student, too away from important places.
'So we're safe, nobody will take away a scholarship' concluded
Stè opened his hands as if I was finally came to the big conclusion.
The dinner was great in 'legend' of the building B.
'And how come you left here this morning?' I asked to get a response ia my fears without having to demonstrate.
I smiled because he knew what he was spinning so much in mind.
'What do I went to college? I have nothing now '
I had no chance to reply, I should trust its intenzioni.Dopo all I could see pretty well. In general, if not move because I was not feeling well always said, why lie to me this time?
'I want a coffee?' he asked, was his way to give me welcome back 'home', our ritual.
I sat on his desk while traffic with coffee and coffee.
I liked the cut of time in which to make coffee for me, it was his way to take Curatolo me and was happy to do so.
often ask me how was my day or my morning, and for a time I took the good idea to bring some sweets that I bought the Metro stop. Then we avoided for a while I started to buy him sweets and chocolate bars that I took at the university.
Stè left our neighborhood very rarely, while I looked like a loose cannon around the city.
the morning went to the market that took place a few hundred yards from our house student.
I hate him, he knew everyone.
was so, but accompanied him and would enjoy trascianarlo on Ponte Milvio and the stories told of the papal coat of arms, listened to me without losing the smile and sometimes laugh when I could not remember the exact events.
'always seem to pass' once told me 'even when you get back in the evening, it always seems you're going to go'
did not answer his statement, it was hurting both.
Across the street one day I was 'pulled up' literally taken from the waistband of his trousers and dragged on the pavements opposite from Leo and Vito.
For nearly dying of a heart attack, I was lost in my thoughts eil My heart jumped into my throat, only scared when I turned to look at them I realized they were two of them.
For all the mandate had expired, and each took his way.
'but damn you could not call me? make me die of a heart attack like that! be raised while crossing a street! ' I complained to and between each other a hug.
Damn! have always won. When I told
Ste meeting, he knew everything already.
Once again I had the impression of 'failing' to something again.
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