After one hour we were already in the city center searching for a cute bistro. We found a nice place beside the river that ran through the city, and Diana's patience was starting to wear out
"What's his name? at least give me a bone to chew on until you decide to get to the spicier things" I started laughing "Max" and i thought that it will calm her down just a little bit or at least until i could look over the menu to order something
"where is he from?" Yeap...of course she didn't stop
"I don't know, in the first part of the night we didn't really talk and when we did, these trivial things were not a concern, i dont even know exactly how old he is, but I have a feeling that he is younger than us" i answeared

Meanwhile the waiter brought the order, bowls with oatmeal, yogurt, honey with fruits and 2 cafe latte.
"ok ok, then tell me how was the night before you talked?" I took a spoon from the bowl swallowed and answered nonchalantly "he fucked me so damn good" causing Diana to almost fall off her chair, giddy with happiness for me. "yes girl!!! you'll see him again, right?" I sigh a little, aware that there is no positive outcome for us.
I don t know why the thought of not seeing him again upset me a little. And even if i wanted to see him again i didn't know his last name and we didn't exchange phone numbers.

"most likely not" i replied making diana scrunched up her nose. She probably wasn't happy by my answear. Well, i wasn't either...

"why not? did he give you the impression that he wasn't interested in anything more than casual sex?" Diana tried to find the reason why we could not be something more than a one night stand and somehow i understood this part of her, she was in fact an incurable romantic. But i didn't know what to answear so i just simply took a cigarette from the package and shrugged my shoulders. Love or a relationship was far from being one of my priorities. Love represented a weakness, the more you expose yourself emotionally in front of a man, you completely separate yourself from the rational side and remain empty, you are like a flake at the mercy of the wind carried by the breeze wherever it wants in the world and i didn't like that feeling, i wanted to be well grounded in reason.

"I'm not looking for a relationship right now or probably in the near future, my one and only concern is to recieve a good grade at the end of the college and get into cardiology residency, after that i'll have another good years ahead to fight for my specialty" i inhaled one last smoke before putting the ciggarette in the ash tray "So i ll just settle down with what i have and that is a great sex night with a guy that i'll never see again, and i'm fine with this" Diana raised one eyebrow "you are so wasting the good years in which your breasts are on their right place, for medicine" and we both started to laugh.

Maybe she was right and I have to admit, only to myself of course, that i really liked Max...i somehow felt a chemistry between us...

During the rest of the day, we walked around the town and the Max "issue" was no longer discussed. We took pictures of different buidlings, of ourselves, a little shopping, laughed from ear to ear and simply enjoyed moments between us, creating memories. The evening found us drained out while walking back to the apartment so we decided to call it a day, orderd some food and spent a couple of hours on the balcony.

It was getting dark quite late considering it was summer and the temperature was still pretty warm on that middle august night. I called my mother to tell her how was the concert, obviously excluding the part with Max, while Diana talked for almost 2 hours with Alex, the man she had fallen in love with and who was eagerly waiting for her to come home. Around 10 p.m. we went to sleep, waking up at 6 a.m. to catch the train back home.

Time passed quickly on the way back home or at least that's how it felt like, and after almost 6 hours we were back home, back to reality, back to responsibilities and concerns , especially for myself. The exam was going to be in a month and I would spend the time only studying hard day and night to reach my goal life.

And i succeded....

And i succeded

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