The whole outfit looked majestic, my boyfriend said that more beautiful than Einstein's theory, I didn't really knew how beautiful Einstein's theory was but I guess that that was a compliment but I loved him for it.
His passion for maths and physics was impressive, the way he saw the world was not common and we both shared a different one, as I was a writer and lived to many lives and in so many different worlds and universes while my boyfriend saw the unknown, the unseen, the science behind everything, he was a physicist
We met while we were studying, both loving every moment that we had in the library...the silence and the smell of books always brought us back to that day we bumped each other and all the books in our hands fell all around the isle.
I laughed at the thought of it.
What are you thinking about, baby? My boyfriend, Tom asked while I was looking at myself in the mirror.
Nothing, I just remembered when we first met. I said looking at him, he looked pretty handsome when he wore a suit, smiled back at me.
I know, it was a pretty random situation but thanks to all my quantum physics books I met you. I was ready for the party.
Are you ready? Tom said as he tied his tie perfectly.
Yes, I am, are you? I looked at him, he didn't really liked attending to parties but this time it was a reunion with all of the graduates of our generations, we were quite a lot.
I am, don't worry. I liked that he tried at least this time, it was very hard for him, as all the people in there didn't have anything good to contribute to this world, Tom said sometimes.
Ok, if you don't feel comfortable we can stay, eat some Thai and watch Netflix. He seemed sure of going so he just tilted his head and took my hand.
I am okay, baby. We walked out of the house and the car was ready.
We went into the car and told Jack, our driver to take us to the party.
I am happy that you agreed to do this, maybe Mark and Jared will be there. They were the only good friends that Tom had.
I don't think so, they don't like it that much either. He said as he looked at me. You look really pretty.
We traveled for 20 minutes and then we were there again, the university looked different, or at least I felt different about it but took me back to all those memories that seemed as if it was yesterday.
There was a lot of people, Tom didn't look very comfortable so I held his hand and squeezed it gently, he squeezed back and giggled.
We got to our table and to our surprise Mark and Jared were actually there with their girlfriends, but they seemed as if they weren't really excited to be there.
Wow! This is so cool...How are you guys? Jared said hugging us both.
Great, how about you? Tom asked him looking at Jared's girlfriend, while she looked at her phone, bored.
Good...oh I'm so sorry, this is Pia, my girlfriend. He said and when she heard her name looked at us and waved effortlessly with a fake smile.
Well, that is good and what have you been up to? Mark joined us.
Nothing, well right now we are living together and maybe after I finish my PhD, we will plan finally our wedding. Tom kissed me in the forehead.
Jared and Mark were awed.
We did plan that we would get married after we were satisfied with our studies or with an interesting research that we wanted to do, so we both decided to study different things and take our time to see how everything went and it was great, our relationship was strong, even with fights which we had not frequently but it made us understand more about each other.
The dinner was about to start, and the dean was there about to give one of those boring and sad speeches he used to give. After talking with some other people we knew, we sat down in our table and the speech started.
But there was something different, the speech the dean gave was full of life but at some point I felt like he was talking to me, talking about the future, about the happiness and about the decision that would make the difference in our lives; but I preferred not to take it personally because I was indeed happy.
After half hour of the speech, we could finally eat and talk to our friends, it seemed as if Tom was having a lot of fun talking physics to Jared and Mark, but I had no one else there, their girlfriends were both bored and unwilling to have a conversation...something caught my attention, a couple of tables apart from us, they were laughing and shouting, it looked fun and there was a lot of people around that table.
I stood up and went there, they were apparently all impressed by a person that was sitting in that table, they said how much he had changed, and apparently he was joking about it.
And then I saw him, my heart stoped for a minute, I remembered all about him, he was also a writer, we all loved his stories, the passion that he had for the words but most of all I remembered he was my first real love.
Shawn.
Most girls didn't like him that much, and people said at first he was weird, but I liked his weirdness but I guess it was because I was weird too.
He looked right back at me, and in some way everything stoped.
We both smiled.
Hey, Charlie...wow! good to see you! Shawn said and stood up to give me a kiss in the cheek.
Good to see you too Shawn, how are you? I said trying not to seem surprised because he did change a lot, he looked more confident and terribly hot, I couldn't deny that.
He offered me a seat at his table, but I felt bad leaving my boyfriend...maybe he already wanted to leave so I checked our table but he was there still talking to Jared and Mark, he was even laughing now, so I decided I could maybe stay a little bit and talk to Shawn, after all he was one of my few friends I had at uni.
We talked and laughed a lot, my tummy was starting to hurt but it was worth because we understood each other, and incredibly had a lot in common.
Suddenly there was music, I really loved dancing but Tom wasn't fond of it mainly because he had no rhythm and said that he couldn't understand why people would talk about those things in songs.
Would you like to dance? Shawn said, and laughed. I realized then that I was dancing on my chair.
Sorry! I didn't realize I was chair dancing but yes, of course I would love to dance. I said and took his hand.
We started dancing, having the time of our lives and for the first time I felt free, not like the freedom we all feel when we are adults, or when you finish your studies but, really free.
