Pretty sure

He/Him

The auditory was full as every Friday noon. There were students of first year to fifth year waiting for the weekly announcements and activities. But before the coordinator came to the room Samantha Hale stood up and spoke.

-I guess a lot of you have already heard the news... We have between us a student with STD- she looked at us with a disgusting expression in her face. -We must do something!

-Why is that our business?

-Why? You can have it now­- she answered to a random dude. - We are all in danger now. She seems not worried at all; I mean look at her! - she pointed a girl I have not seen in my life.

­-I don't owe to anyone an explanation! What's wrong with you? - she said.

Everyone started looking at that girl and whispering things and I was feeling uncomfortable.

-Why is she talking like that about her? - I asked to my friend Jacob next to me.

-I don't know Brad and I honestly don't care

Everyone keep talking and fighting for a few minutes and I noticed how the girl started feeling upset and uncomfortable. I wasn't the only one.

-Stop it! What the fuck is wrong with all of you?

-Aren't you scared? - asked Samantha.

-Why would I be scared? Are we all here university students? Do we all know how it works right? Are we clear that these things can't be spread in the air or something like that, right? - she was really upset but she continued- This is none of our business and if you're worried about your sexual health use condoms. You, the guy right there! Yes you... Do you know me? Do I know you?

-No

-Can you show me your wallet?

-Why? - the guy was way too confused and so were I.

-Just show me- she grabbed his wallet and took off a condom. - A random dude had a condom on his wallet. He can't be the only one with it. Be smart and use them. And don't keep them in your wallets. She's the only responsible here. She must tell it to her sexual partner. I'm not her sexual partner. Are you? - she asked Samantha

-No but I was worried

-If you are worried you go with her and ask her if she needs help or support. If she says no leave it there, and if she says yes help her how you can.

-I guess we all had enough of this... topic. We'll schedule a talk about sexuality in a future. Thank miss...

-Cristina, sir

-Thank you miss Cristina for your feminism speech.

The coordinator (who had arrived a little while ago) started his speech about the week and everything, but I wasn't there. I was in the clouds or somewhere farer away thinking about that girl Cristina. Why I've never seen her before? She seems to be the kind of girl with no status on school. Like from that middle group of persons; no popular at all but also no invisible. She seems cool.

When the coordinator finished, he asked Samantha to stay with him and he let the rest of us leave. I looked for Cristina, but it was impossible to find her.

Jake, my friend, starts talking to me about random things like what are we doing that night and that we should go to a party of one of his classmates. I liked the idea so I told him that we should meet each other at the parking at 9pm.

I was walking to my residence's room and I bumped into Cristina. What a coincidence huh?

-Hey- I shouted her, but she didn't turn around- Cristina! Hey!

She turns around and takes out her headphones

-That's me. Sorry I couldn't hear a shit.

-Don't worry

-Hum... can I help you with something?

-Oh, sorry yeah... nope. - what did I say?

-Hum... okay...Bye-she looks so confused.

What was that?

-No, hold on. Hum, I wanted to tell you that what you said before it was... hum cool.

-I said nothing but the truth- she said with a smile.

-Yes, but no one else did and you just spoke out and defended the girl. -we started walking together

-There shouldn't be a reason to do it. No one should humiliate somebody else like that. And it's really upsetting the fact it was a woman to another woman.

-Yes, you're right.

-I guess that was everything I wanted to tell you. I've never seen you before, are you in your first year or something?

-No, I'm in second year, but I guess tourism students are not that popular at university.

-Tourism? Cool, I'm in my third year of kinesiology.

-A science man.

-Yeah... so where's your room?

-Excuse me? - she seemed confused.

-I mean to walk you there, not to go...

-Is not here. I was going nowhere.

-But you kept walking

-I was waiting for you to say "I've got to go" or something.

-I was waiting for you to say that. -I laughed.

-In that case, I've got to go. It was a pleasure to meet you...

-Bradley, Bradley Bellemore.

-Bellemore? -she said funny

-Yes. Do I make justice to it? -I asked expecting for her not to answer

-No. Not at all.

And she walked away, just like that. She basically told me that I'm not that handsome. I feel attacked. I'd angry if someone else would tell me that, but she said it with a pretty smile in her face that I didn't care at all.

After a few minutes walking to my room I start thinking about how she said that humiliating people was wrong, but she did humiliate me by saying I don't make justice to my last name. Is that humiliating? Is not just being honest?

I don't want to go to the party now.

Thanks for that Cristina.