Laura is there
For all 5 years of high school I had a girl named Laura in class.
This was the most beautiful and therefore the coolest in the class, and for the first 3–4 years the only things we said to each other were “ Hello, how are
you, everything Ok ? “ and nothing more.
To me it seemed really unattainable, until, one of the last days of the 4th, he invited me to a party for his 18th birthday, at his house, but the whole class was invited.
I was convinced that that…