Melissa ( book)

Chapter 6

Eduardo

She won't calm down until she knows everything. I know my mother well. I take a deep breath and decide to open up to her.

— Mom, I really met her and I can't get involved with her.

— What do you mean, Eduardo? This girl didn't like you?

— I think so, mom. But... only... she's my student — I confess and everything remains completely silent. I even think that my mother turned it off.

— Wow — finally, she says.

— Yeah, mom, she's my student — I say once again, wanting to know her opinion.

— Edu, how old is this girl? — She questions, after remaining silent for a while longer.

“Almost eighteen years,” I reply. Damn, all this silence makes me nervous.

What is my mother thinking about me?

— Son, do you like this girl?

— I don't know, mom. I just know that I have never felt anything for any other woman the way I am feeling for her.

— And her, my son, how does she feel about you?

— I think the same thing, only I can't even dream of getting involved with her.

More silence.

— Son, not inside the school. But outside of there, yes.

— Let's see, mom, I'll take it easy. What if this is just in my head?

— What's in your head, my son? Having fallen in love with a girl? — She questions, raising her voice a little, indignantly.

— Mom, you will always be the eternal matchmaker — I say, laughing.

— Of course, my son, I want grandchildren — she says.

We talk for a few more minutes and I hang up, promising that I will keep you informed above all. My cell phone rings and this time it's a message from Lucas letting me know that he's on his way to the mall.

I turn off everything, check Bolinha's food, lock up my house and go to the mall. When I arrive, I call Lucas and ask where he is.

— Damn, Edu, you took so long — he complains when he sees me and comes up to me, greeting me.

— Wow, calm down, I didn’t take long.

- Where were you?

— On a call with my mother.

— And how is she? - question. The two get along very well.

— Thank God, very well — I reply, as we walk towards the food court.

I choose Chinese food. Lucas, unlike me, goes in search of a greasy snack. I really don't know how he maintains good health. We found a table and talked about everything, I told him about school and, of course, without telling him about my angel.

We finish lunch and Lucas suggests we catch a movie. I'm distracted looking at the posters when a girl bumps into me.

—Sorry, sir — she apologizes without looking at me. That voice makes the hairs on my body stand on end. I look and see red hair...

— It was nothing, Melissa — I reply. As soon as she hears my voice, she lifts her head and is shocked to see that it's me.

I hope she isn't accompanied by any boys.

- Hey professor. — After coming out of the trance, she greets me, with a hoarse voice, which makes my d**k wake up at the same time.

— No teacher, Melissa. — I rebuke and realize that she didn’t understand. And I decide to clarify why I don't want her to call me teacher. — This isn't school and you're not my student, we're two normal people, don't you think?

— What then do you want me to call you? — she asks, curious. And I want to tell her to call me love, life, I know it's a little cheesy, but with her I want to be cheesy.

— You can call me Edu! And can I call you Mel?

— Of course, yes — he agrees, still embarrassed. When I go to comment that I had sent her an invitation on f*******:, I hear someone calling and I see that it's Gabriela.

- Hey professor. — Greetings, surprised and a little embarrassed perhaps to meet her teacher in a shopping mall.

— Hello, Gabriela, you can call me Edu, this isn't school — I ask and we remain in an uncomfortable silence. I think about breaking the awkward atmosphere, but Lucas calls me and, even without wanting to, I end up having to say goodbye. — Girls, I have to go. See you tomorrow.

At school, the classrooms are set up, and I only teach twice a week. Tomorrow, which is Friday, I will have two classes with Melissa's class, so I can be closer to my angel.

— Edu, did you get lost? — Lucas questions.

— Of course not, I was waiting for you. What did you see on display? — I disagree and stand there observing that my angel and her friend are going to a movie session.

— Edu, my friend, clean up the drool — he teases, smacking me in the face.

— What do you mean? — I ask, confused.

— You were drying the girl and, by the way, you were very comfortable with her — he comments.

So he saw who I was talking to?

— I was talking to Melissa and her friend — I explain, somewhat reluctantly.

— So who are they?

— My students — I just say and close the matter.

I don't want to talk about Melissa and it's not the right time yet. Yet. We give up on the cinema and go to the CD and DVD store, I choose some titles and we decide that there is nothing left to do but go home. We said goodbye with the promise of planning a night out. I get in the car and start a, I want to go back into this place and look for my Mel, but it's better to leave so I don't fall into temptation. So I drive calmly through the streets while thinking about my girl.