Camping. Something I fond of. Since I was a kid, I solely love being with the nature as if I was born best friend for them. When I was in the primary school, I joined the Young Scouts Club until I reached fifteen, but I lost my interest when I got to get used to the new school. A well-known, prestigious high school which somewhat brings a peculiar feeling inside me. In good conscience, I love and comfortable in my previous school, a public government school. I met a few cool pals there, ordinary friends who came to school by foot, by bicycle, by bus with an innocent goal to study. Bring lunch packs from home and sharing with the other kids under the tree in the field during recess. Wearing ...view middle of the document...
Some are comfortable riding a motorcycle like me, especially the boys. From scooters to superbikes, I can see how lucky people can be, born in a silver spoon. Uniform is a joke. Like a marathon, girls always trying hard to prove they have the best accessories, the most branded expensive clothes from designer boutiques, in fact, some of them like to show off the stuffs they own, bought by mum or dad, brought exclusively from London, Milan or Paris…whatever… and boys with their interests, the best car, gadgets, the coolest bike… whatsoever… while me, a butch, being me, there was nothing I intended to show. Levi’s and t-shirt will do as long as I’m comfortable and I am thankful enough to have my lovely Aprilia, awarded by my parents on my fifteen years of life anniversary. Thanks to mum because actually, it was her who persuade dad to get me one. She knows I adore superbike and it was indeed a surprise how she got to know that Aprilia is my favourite. Maybe she found out some magazine inside my drawer or a poster I hung in the wall of my division. Anyway, that was how I came to instigate my new world in an exclusive way and the lake has become my buddy since then. It has witnessed every situation I've ever encountered through the years and will remain my silent witness, as long as I am nowhere from here. Even if time would take me far away, somehow I know, I will return.
Adrian was so gracious for lending me his car when I told him I wish to send Miss Rina to the workshop, picking up her car since it was already closed when I sent her home last night, around eleven. It was a long outing day for my teacher and me. From lunch to dinner and dinner to supper before we had to conform the needs to say goodnight. We expressed a lot, many affairs, many honest things, about life, study, the future, quite a bit about the past, about our pastimes, from one subject to another, from a restaurant to a diner, from a diner to a café. I wished I possessed the ability to prolong the rendezvous. No kiss received nor given, still, I could feel the vibration. Little by little, Miss Sophia’s silhouette grows dimmer.
When I got home after my date with the teacher, I saw Adrian was reading alone by the swimming pool. Hence, I joined him and we used up few hours talking, relating about the date we had that day and I notified my twin about the camping suggested by Miss Rina, yes, right afterwards I told him how I enjoyed the time occupied hanging around with the teacher.
“Did Sophia give you a call or a message?” For any reason Adrian needed to highlight that name. The silhouette rushed on my brain again.
“What a joke, for sure nothing because she doesn’t have my number.”
“She checked out your profile… if she wanted, she would have it.”
“I don’t know Andy… but nothing from her. Never, except the lunch break, I told you about. Well, I guess she has a boyfriend. That call must be from a special someone. A guy or girl, either hurt me the same way.”
“Yea, beautiful lady like...