It's the 21st of September. I'm at the library, with Sarah and Richard. Classes started three weeks ago, and we began our extensive research for our thesis.
We're all in the same boat at the moment. Reading papers and books non-stop. We have two classes to attend during the week, and the rest of our days are spent working on our thesis, either researching or talking with our supervisors.
It's all very unclear right now. No one knows exactly what we're doing. It doesn't help that our table is so disorganized that it takes us 10 minutes just to clear everything at the end of our study session. Our topics are not directly related, so it's a bit messy when I want to find my research and end up with one of theirs.
Each one of us already as a topic to focus on, but we don't know where to begin so, our table (a table for 10 people) is chaotic. Journal papers spread all over, books open in random pages, laptops showing more reading material, plus our notepads, pens, coffees, bottles of water, etc.
Every now and then, one of us gives up and stands up to grab more coffee for the rest.
It's the beginning, and we're already overwhelmed.
Because we spent all afternoon sitting at a library table, we're exhausted so, we decided to stop around 6p.m and grab something to eat at the nearest bar.
While we're eating and talking about how frustrated we are, I text Avery, letting her know I'm done for the day.
These past three weeks have been amazing. Well, they could've been better if we didn't have classes to attend and thesis to write, but even so, we found time for each other and every moment with her has been wonderful.
We've been spending a lot of time together. During the weekends, we usually go out since the weather is still nice, and I love watching her focused on her photography. During the week, we have less available time, but still we have dinner together whenever we can. It has always been at my place and it's not because she doesn't want Rose and I to be in the same place at the same time. In fact, she wants that, but I don't. Maybe next week. For now, I just want it to be me and her.
We've been talking about everything regarding school, family, and friends. And we've also been kissing, a lot.
Sometimes, during the day, I find myself daydreaming about it and I can't wait for the next time I can kiss those soft lips.
It feels amazing to have her around, to feel that certainty that she's not going anywhere. I'm getting used to her presence.
And there are some particular moments that are almost routine now. Like, every time we're cooking dinner, she approaches me from behind and puts her arms around my waist. Then, she starts planting soft kisses on my shoulder and neck, trying to distract me. Sometimes she's successful and I turn to kiss her back, which starts a make out session on the kitchen.But most of the times, I just pretend that I'm going to kiss her but at the last second I push her away and order her to get back to her task.
I'm getting pretty good at this. The teasing. I think I finally got my revenge from that day with all the times I heard her groaning.
After dinner, she usually stays for a while. We sit on the couch, either kissing, talking, or watching something on the tv.
I'm so happy, that I almost shed happy tears when I told my parents about it. They were really happy for me, too. Obviously, my mom wants to talk with Avery over skype, to get to know her. She said 'it's not like I can meet her in person, unless you bring her here, so we'll have to work with what we got'. I have to think about that and tell Avery. Both my parents speak English, so that's not an issue. My grandma doesn't, but I'm sure she'll find a way to communicate, most likely using me as a translator.
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