The green lamppost // n.h

3.

“University doesn’t accept answers like Niall’s because of…” Mrs. Martin went on. I actually didn’t hear anything about what she was saying. I didn’t care, the only thing I cared about was to arrive home and read more about the diary.

Mrs. Martins has been teaching here for more than 30 years now, so if I maybe ask her about someone called Martina she would tell me.

The hour passed by and when everyone was leaving, I got my things straight and walked to Mrs. Martin with Sean by my side. I didn’t care if he heard about my conversation with our teacher; I will come up with something later.

“Excuse me Mrs. Martin, can I ask you something?” I asked politely.

“Is it about University?” What’s with her and University?

“Not really… It’s about a student.” She looked at me with narrowed eyes, very common in her, and expecting me to go on. “I am looking for a girl. I don’t know if she studied here, or she is still, but I thought that maybe you’d know…?” I asked nervously.

She took her glasses off and looked at me. Her eyes were a deep blue. They were enough big to see the color but she has always hidden them under here circled-shape glasses. She might probably look like someone who gets angry easily, like she would transform into a witch and get you naked by telepathy – yes, that’s what I first thought when I first saw her four years ago – but she is far from this. She is funny, quiet when she is not angry with a student, she is strict, and she is probably the funniest old person I’ve ever met.

“What’s her name?” she said smirking. I didn’t know what she meant by that smirk.

“Martina” I simply answered.

“I haven’t really heard about any Martina. Are you sure that’s her name?” I nodded “What’s her surname?”

“I don’t know…” Then I remembered the first page. “She has reddish hair; she probably looks like she dyed it. But I’ve never seen it…” I said innocently.

“I don’t know. I don’t really think I have ever heard about any Martina with reddish hair” I smiled awkwardly and nodded. I was about to speak but she interrupted me. “No wait!” I don’t know why but my heart started beating rapidly “Why don’t you ask the director? He will help you, and maybe he could look at the lists or something. Just be nice” I sighed and nodded. “Why do you want to find the girl?” she asked smirking, again.

Now I know the old lady’s smirk meaning. I laughed and shook my head. I wiped my eyes and looked at Sean whose look looked like a go-on look, I just shrugged and said: “I just want”. They both nodded.  

*******

9th December 2010

It’s been a week since I haven’t written, but I don’t really feel like writing. My mom and I went to buy some clothes but didn’t arrive at the shop because I started to feel sick. Once we were home, my mom prepared me some salad and said:  “it’s good for your body!”

 I’m not a salad-lover, but I’m good with it.

I received a message from my ex-boyfriend. His name is Jack. We broke up because of distance, the thing is I don’t love him anymore, I don’t even like him. He didn’t do anything bad to me, but distance broke everything we had. Now we’re just friends. The message said: “I will come to Mullingar in some weeks; I really hope to see you! X” He always adds this x at the end of his messages. He does it in capital letters because he thinks that it shows more love.

My mom doesn’t even know that I write on this diary, she spends most of her time in her job. She works in this very famous music shop. I think it’s called Enough. I don’t really get why this name. She says if I don’t get better, I will go to Hospital.

I’m going to take a nap; I really need it... :(

 

Once I finish the third page of her diary, I run to grab a little notebook. I start writing this bit of information I got from it.

First I write that her ex-boyfriend’s name is Jack, I don’t know if this will help but I write it just in case.

Secondly, she’s from Mullingar. That’s great because she’s from the same town I am.

Third, her mom works in “Enough”. Who doesn’t know where is “Enough”? It’s very known, I have been there like thousands of times but I never saw a woman working in there.

The last thing is that this was written some weeks ago, that means she is not old. I look at my notebook and I’ve written:

MARTINA:

1.      MULLINGAR

2.     BOYFRIEND: JACK, DISTANCE BROKE THEM

3.      MOTHER: WORKS IN “ENOUGH”

4.     WRITTEN ON 9TH DECEMBER AND TOFAY IS 6TH JANUARY.

Now my question is: should I go and talk with her mom?

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