"By the way, Bryantsev showed up." Do you know? I suddenly felt hot.
- No ... How do you know?
- I happened to meet him at the mall. He said he came back to live in Kiev. Going to open the solarium.
- Well, you must! - I was surprised. - And where?
- I have no idea! Irina snorted. "However, you can ask him that yourself." He will also be at the meeting on Saturday. So come necessarily. Surely you want to see him. Right?
I made a surprise. - Here's another! Where did you get it from?
"Do not pretend," Irina's green eyes narrowed. "You went crazy about him." Only he can not love anyone, except his royal person, is not capable of.
"Leave him alone!" - I was angry.
- Here you see! You're still in love with him.
- Nothing like this. And anyway, let's stop this unnecessary conversation.
- Come on, - nodded Irisha. "But I still have not heard: will you come to the meeting?"
"I'll come," I muttered. And she smiled in satisfaction ...
To tell you the truth, I really could not forget Sergei. I loved him, he did not pay any attention to me. Or skillfully pretended that I was deeply indifferent to him. I can not tell you how it tortured me.
- Have some shame! The mother finally lost her temper. "My father and I are not millionaires, to buy you everything you want!" And then, why do you need so many things ?!
And then there was a hysterical accident.
"What if he does not notice me ?!"
- Who ?! - Mom did not understand.
"Bryantsev!" I squeezed through my sobs.
"How dare he!" - my mother was very sincerely indignant. "Do not notice such a beauty!" Yes, better than him, you'll never find him anywhere in the world! Yes, you have a hundred such Bryantsevs, only a finger beckon. So spit and forget!
"I can not," I sobbed sorrowfully. - This is a matter of life and death! If Sergei does not love me, I'll go to the monastery!
Mamula was completely taken aback. She expected anything from me, but not such a statement.
However, I was not joking. And two days later Bryantsev suddenly approached me on a big change and asked:
"Gromov, would you like to come to the cinema with me today?" Or just take a walk?
- Are you looking for new entertainment for yourself? - I found it necessary to ask, knowing that he was meeting with Galka Korableva.
- Guessed, - did not hide the truth Sergei. - And what's wrong with that? As you know, youth is a time of trial and error. The search for love. Great and real. As? Will you go or not?
- I'll go! Blushing, I nodded. "Only you ... Tell Galya about me, or somehow it's not good enough."
- What's the difference?! He waved. - I still was going to part with her. So do not worry, everything will be okay.
Since then, we almost every day went somewhere - then to a disco, then to a cafe, then to a movie. I felt happy the happiest. And suddenly she heard:
"It's all Lenchik!" I'm tired of shih-pushi, it's time to live as an adult.
- What are you talking about? - I pricked up my ears.
"Of sex, of course!"
- Well, you know! - I was indignant. "It's ... it's ... In general, sex is very serious." At least for me. And then, I'm not ready for this step yet.
"I knew that," smiled Bryantsev. "You'll read my lecture." On the theme of love and friendship. Tell me that you are going to have sex only after the wedding ...
"Not necessarily, but ..." my voice quavered treacherously. "Understand, I have to make sure that you really love me." What is it you do not have a hobby, but for life ...
- Well, you said! Said Sergei. - No, I love you, of course, but about all life ... Who can tell beforehand!
- Here you see!
- What do you see"? - He was angry.
"Well, I do not know," I mumbled. - As for me, so in life there is a lot of other pleasures, except for sex.
"Uh-huh," he nodded. - For example, crochet. Maybe you can try? They say that this gives a lot of joy to many.
- Are you scoffing, yeah?
- And what remains? Well?! He put his arm around his waist and pulled me to him. - Understand, fool, sex - this is the greatest in the world buzz. Stronger than any drug. It gives people inspiration, inspiration, joy, in the end! And you want me to fight with my desires. Immaculate your notorious one ... Why? I was silent. His last question Sergei drove me to a standstill. I really did not know if it made sense to keep a virginity, if the first closeness is offered to me by someone, not a loved one.
"Wait a bit," she asked quietly. - A little bit. Okay?
"All right," Bryantsev chuckled condescendingly. "But remember, I can not stand it for long ..."
All week long, Sergei avoided meetings, referring to his employment. But I understood why he does not want to see me. Finally, I gave in:
- Sergei, I agree. I just do not know where we should do this.
"I can," he said brightly. "Mother always stays up late at work, so ..."
"Maybe it's better for me?" I interrupted uncertainly. "They're just leaving for Odessa for two days tomorrow." To friends.
From such news Sergey's face literally broke into a satisfied smile.
- Swept up, baby! Tomorrow at three you ... I nodded. And from that moment it began to count the moments until three o'clock tomorrow. In the morning, early rushed to the nearest supermarket for food. After all, a loved one should eat well and tasty! I bought smoked sausages, cheese, marinated cucumbers and mushrooms.
After thinking, she took a bottle of dry Georgian wine and a cake.
Solving the problem of refreshments, she began to reflect on her appearance. For about five minutes she sat motionless in front of the mirror, looking at herself. N-yes, the eyes are too small, so it would not hurt to increase them by means of arrows ... We also lengthen the eyelashes with the help of carcass ... The nose is too long, but it can be visually shortened using tonal cream. On the cheeks I'll put a little rouge to pinpoint the cheekbones more sharply. Well, not bad. Now my hair ... I took off my gum and shook my head, loosening my long strands on my shoulders. Perhaps it's better this way. Now, lipstick ... No, better dress. After all, you can not even shoot it, but ... Lord, how scary I am! I put on my dress and began to walk from corner to corner, continuously looking at my watch. Then she collapsed into an armchair and squeezed the whiskey with her hands.
And suddenly she was horrified at the sudden thought. What if Sergei does not come? Suddenly he checked me and now laughs, telling us about his friends. What then ?! In a minute I already wanted to cry, and after five more - to cry in my voice. And then there was an urgent call at the door.
Jumping up, I ran to open it.
"Hello," Sergei purred, coming in and giving me a rose. "I'm sorry, I've spent a little time here."
"Nothing," I smiled tightly.
- What are you, like a stone? He asked, and grabbing his shoulders, he pulled me to him. "You're strange ..." He looked ingratiatingly into my eyes. "So how is it, yes or no?" Decide, she called me! Sighing, I closed my eyes:
"Yes," she whispered in a choked voice. "Only me ... I can not do anything."
"Well, at first no one can do it," Sergey said philosophically, trying to unbutton the zipped zipper on my dress. - But it is necessary, someday to start. Really, baby?
I did not answer, because I fell into some strange fainting state. "That's all," she said mentally. And then she thought: "Yes, that's all!" That's how my "adult" love began, but it did not last long, because after receiving the certificate, Sergei suddenly left for his father in Russia. And disappeared ... And today I was thrilled to meet my own youth.
The school was not far away , so I went on foot. With excitement entered the familiar lobby. Rising up the stairs, I went into the hall, decorated with balloons and ...
"Gromova?" - Turned to me a tall man with a short haircut. - And you have not changed at all ...
"Seryozha," I whispered.
- Lenuska. You are super! You look beautiful!
"I try," I smiled.
"What about your personal life?" He winked. - Married?
- Be divorced. And you?
"Too," he laughed. - So, catch the moment!
"Do I have a chance?"
"Do you hint at the past?" - Sitting down, Sergei sighed. - Come on, I did not deceive you. Just because the circumstances.
- And now it will be different?
"Perhaps." He handed me a glass of champagne. "So, shall we drink to old love?" Which does not rust ... I nodded in agreement. Having taken a sip, she again looked at Sergei.
- They say you want to open a solarium?
- I want to want something, but I do not have enough money. Lend thirty pieces, eh? You're cool now, your parents helped to open your own company. By the way ... - He hesitated. "You know, and after all, your mother paid me to take care of you."
- Did you pay? - I was amazed. - Are you serious? Lord, how stupid!
- But why? He laughed, hugging me by the shoulders. - As for me, it all turned out very well. Or not?
- Yes you have gone! - I hissed and, having risen, quickly went to the exit.
"Where are you going, Len?" - Irk Davydov called me, but I just waved my hand. Then she stayed at home for a long time in the shower. As if she wanted to wash off the dirt. And maybe not dirt, but rust of first love?