10 lives. Third life. Continuation
10 lives. Third life. The final
10 lives. Fourth life. The university
10 lives. Fourth life. The university-2
Despite the enormous workload in her studies, Natalya sometimes managed to go home for the weekend. Sometimes she even had to negotiate with the teachers so that absenteeism would not be counted, and other times she simply said she was sick, and then carried a certificate from a paid doctor.
Only freshmen can understand what real homesickness is. Natasha understood this like no one else. The new world seemed strange, confusing, wrong or something. The dorm was sometimes fun, sometimes boring. The toilet, of course, is warm, there is a shower, but there is no washing machine.
Some everyday issues strained me. She was not going to buy a car, like her roommates. They took everything home to wash. “Happy, they can go home even every weekend,” the girl thought, once again washing the bed linen with her hands in a basin.
Somewhere in October, Natalka went home for a few days. I handed in some work at the university in advance and waved without looking. More precisely, she planned to stay at home for three days, but it turned out a little more.
Arriving late on Friday evening, she decided that first of all she needed to sleep off. But she left Saturday for fun with her friends. They greeted her with a loud squeal!
- Well, hang out like that!
- Yes, yes, I recently bought a new dress, I'm just taking a walk!
- And we met such boys here!
- Ah, you will immediately fall in love with someone!
The girlfriends chirped with each other, in anticipation of a pleasant evening. According to the girls' stories, Natasha realized that at the disco last Saturday they met tall and handsome boys, or rather even young people. The sympathy was mutual, we agreed to meet in a week.
Young people, indeed, could be seen from afar: tall, stately, beautiful - everything was as if on selection. Where they came from in the usual disco is generally not clear.
On Saturday evening the young man Sergey also came. Surprisingly, he came for the first time, like Natasha. By a happy twist of fate, the small "get-together" consisted of three guys and three girls. It was amazing and interesting!
The guys offered to take beer and girls. Natasha refused. Somehow, since childhood, she did not digest beer, it seemed to her at least tasteless. But the conversation was extremely interesting. They talked about happiness, about plans for the future, about fate.
Natasha's fate was that, having met such beautiful and stately partners, she suddenly with all her heart wanted to stay at home.
To be continued...
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