"Yellow Submarine, Yellow Submarine"
That bloody tune continued to revolve on my mind for some time now, and also because hot and the sun now up, he could not go back to sleep. The real reason for this inconvenience, however, was another: that was the first day last year as a teenager.
Leo, Leonardo Carbetta as it was called by friends, was not a superstitious type, but rather, we thought very little to chance. However, he felt within him a strange feeling, as if the outcome of the entire year was based solely on the performance of the day. "Good start shit" he exclaimed once fell out of bed, and here to do with who has just received a punch in the stomach, proceeded to rummage through the closet looking for something to wear. He wanted be as well dressed as possible, so as to leave open-mouthed those pesky his classmates, mostly belonging to Padua respectable, and so snobbish. But these were not the only ones who wanted to impress: its main objective, as one would expect from an eighteen year old boy, was to succeed in getting noticed by Cristina, a classmate at which he was not clear in her feelings, but for whom I have great admiration. Maybe a little admiration 'wasted however, because the girl was far from the person that Leo had idealized in his thoughts.
Once dress with a pair of tight jeans and a T-shirt Hard Rock Cafe Paris, a symbol of the journey with friends during the summer, went to the kitchen for his usual breakfast of tea and biscuits. But there was no waiting for the mother but a ticket
"I'm sorry darling but I had to open the store in advance to a customer, you leave the money for breakfast. Kissing Mommy! "
read the note, turned sharply toward the cat sleeping lazily in his chair:" Great, now does not want to shoot you? ". The animal lifted his head a moment, looked stunned his party, then went back to sleep. Leo then took the € 5 ticket that lay beneath the mother's and decided to go with his scooter to school. Once in the garage, however, that he realized he had left his helmet on the top floor, is it, everything in a rush because it was too late, he went up and down the stairs in a few seconds. The scooter, a Phantom of five years old and now more than sixty thousand kilometers on the shoulders, luckily the first time. At the traffic lights take the road that the house that Monday was unusually clear of traffic. At the sight of such desolation, a the thought sprang spontaneously: "I think we are the only losers starting September 4?". In fact the guy was right, his institute, the School of Accountancy Marconi, was the only one that year had set the new school year one week earlier than the schedule adopted by the province of Padua. The reason was simple: the principal, that Simone Andreoli, a man in his fifties peeled and extravagant dress, as well as being a great womanizer and passionate about sailing, had a frantic appeal to the press and objectives, and hoped with that sneaky ploy to attract some local TV or newspaper. Leo saw that a few times individuals but, unlike his classmates, had some sympathy for this man who reminded him so much that the monkeys are often seen in circuses.
The boy was so intent on imagining the headmaster in a circus to do the monkey, who nearly missed the exit to the center of Padua. After a moment of panic then, everything was resolved in a sudden stop, which fortunately had no consequences.
Once arrived at the institute, the boy parked the scooter in the same place he "paid it" for the past four years, noting that the bike was parked not far Cristina. He went so elation to the entrance, and during the trip immediately noticed a familiar figure who greeted him from afar. Because of the sun in my eyes, however, could not understand who he was until he found where the front. When he realized the person who was staring, a shiver went through the entire back: it was Clara, a girl fatally beautiful but by no means respectable reputation. About three feet high and seventy-five, had a red mane, blue eyes like the sky, with full lips and a potato nose, breasts bursting (Leo had calculated about a fourth) always in plain sight with Plunge and a pair of legs that would also envy the most beautiful of the top model. So why this fear reaction against so beautiful and available Clara? Well it is simple, she always used to getting everything he wanted through his body, he felt a strong attraction to Leo. The boy, however, deeply hated this way of making reckless and aggressive, so he sought in every way to avoid it, and crush Cristina certainly contributed to accentuating the negative view towards Clara.
Leo, after being silent for a few seconds, she abruptly said goodbye, then walked away embarrassed to taper as quickly as possible. In this reaction Clara was accustomed, but he was already in the head concocting some sneaky way to be able to drop the boy in his arms. After recovering from the shock, Leo went to his class: the 5th BI (section B, Igea course) that this year was on the second floor. Not having seen around, the boy thought that Cristina had already be in class, and when the stairs gave me a little of the feelings that guide actually felt for her, realizing that perhaps it was time to confess his "love."
"Here, 5 BM, I live here in the last years of adolescence, I live here in a fantastic year," he thought to himself, then opened the door to determined and entered. What awaited him inside, however, was far from great. There is Cristina, and apparently was not alone ...
