Dancing To Happiness. Marisa Santi

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СКАЧАТЬ to recover from the hot flush that has possessed me when I have had the vision of that beautiful man.

      Also Matthias is in the hall to retrieve his luggages.

      <<Can I give you a hand?>> I ask him putting shyness aside.

      <<No, thanks>> he answers smiling at me

      I almost melt again looking at his face. I smile too and climb the stairs taking the steps two by two to avoid further contacts with his eyes. What the hell is happening to me? I feel like an idiot. Not even in adolescence a thing like that has ever happened to me.

      I meet my mother near my bedroom and ask her: <<Why did you decide to rent the guest room too? It’s the first time it happens. Usually when we are fully booked you have never rented this room...>>

      <<Matthias is the nephew of a dear old friend of mine, so he is a very special person for us. He is here in Turin for work and, having not other rooms available, your father and I have decided to host him in this room.>>

      While we are speaking he comes to us and my mother helps him to settle down in his room.

      <<Isabel, get some towels for Matthias, please.>>

      <<Yes, I’ll be right there.>> I take what I was asked and while they’re still in the room I hear my mother who’s talking with Matthias.

      <<I’m sorry that this room has not a bathroom as the others. Unfortunately the space didn’t allow us to build one and so to avoid making a too small room we decided not to put it. Usually this is the room we use for friends who stay no more than a few days. You can use the bathroom that is next to Isabel’s bedroom and you’ll have to share it.>>

      I can’t believe my ears! She’s allowing him to use my bathroom, invading in this manner my privacy and my cosiness. Good heavens! Only the thought of having to share something with him gives me anxiety. I begin to hate my mother at this moment, I can’t even hold back a grimace of displeasure towards her. Luckily it was noticed only by her. Then, arming myself with a shy smile I address Matthias: <<I promise not to take too long in the bathroom. In the morning I’ll try to get up earlier not to make you waste time. Now, if you excuse me, I go to take a shower.>>

      I come in my room and lie down on the bed a few minutes, breathing deeply to succeed in focusing myself on the many news of this day.

      A freshen up was really what I needed. I relaxed and now I’m ready to deal with the evening with the awareness of having to meet the depth and the blue of Matthias’ eyes again. I go into the living room to join the others who luckily are already there introducing themselves to the newcomer.

      I look at my friends’ face and I realise that Greek God Matthias not only makes a strange effect on me. His beauty is bewitching. The only difference is that they can communicate with him without stumbling over their words and without being ridiculous as I did!

      <<Well met, Isabel! Your mother has been very kind to make me go around the house and to introduce me to the other boys and girls. I saw the terrace and I wanted to congratulate you. She said that you take care of it and, particularly, of the roses.>>

      I nod and thank him. My heart beats wildly because he continues staring at me... It’s really embarrassing. I can’t help blushing.

      The phone ring brings me back to reality.

      <<Isabel is for you!>> my father yells from the hallway.

      <<Hello! This is Isabel>> I answer nonchalantly.

      <<Hey! I’ve been calling and calling on the mobile phone...>> Max reproaches me.

      <<Forgive me, I must have left it carelessly in the gym.>>

      <<I wanted to remind you that this evening I’m going to come and get you to go take a ride or something.>>

      <<I remembered it!>> I lie.

      <<See you later then and, please, don’t be late as usual!>>

      While I talk on the phone, I notice the presence of Matthias who doesn’t hesitate to listen and I see his eyes suddenly become sad. I look away from him and concentrate on the conversation. <<See you later at 9 p.m.!>>

      Lately Max and I don’t spend much time together. Once we saw every night and we spoke on the phone at least a dozen times a day. Little by little we realized that maybe it would be better to meet less. The wait has its charm.

      I hang up the phone and come back in the living room: <<Sorry guys and girls! You know how Max is. If he doesn’t hear from me a thousand times a day he goes out of his mind!>>

      <<Don’t worry, Isabel!>> Rebecca exclaims.

      <<We were asking Matthias if he would like to go out with us. In this way we will show him this wonderful city and maybe we could also go to some clubs>> Alex says.

      <<Of course! I’d love it!>> Matthias answers enthusiastically.

      <<What do you say? Will you bear our company?>> I ask him with a shy glance.

      He nods without saying a words, continuing to stare at me. I have to overcame this feeling of embarrassment. Now I make him many questions. Maybe, becoming acquainted with him, this fear of meeting his eyes will end. Strength and courage!

      I reset everything and with calmness ask him: <<Where do you come from?>>

      <<I come from Rome!>> he answers looking at me as if before him there was another person.

      In fact I’ve sent away the awkward teenager who had taken possession of my mind. I don’t know how I’m succeeding in it but I’m coming back to me. It’s about time!

      <<Wow, I love Rome! It’s wonderful, but I couldn’t live there. It’s too chaotic and packed with tourists. Maybe one day you will guide us in your city. I’ve never finished visiting all Rome.>>

      <<Sure! When you want, Isabel, I’ll be at your disposal.>> he says without concealing a sly smile.

      <<I’ll remember it when I want to escape Turin and my thousand commitments.>>

      “And maybe when you will stop getting embarrassed when you look at him.” My subconscious intervenes.

      Between a chat and the other the time flew. My mother invites us to take a seat at the table. Somehow she saved me again.

      At dinner Matthias is much involved and not at all in trouble. This thing makes me hope in a unexpectedly natural way for his rapid integration into the group and makes me wish, again, to win quite so rapidly the embarrassment that his presence causes me. I get lost when I observe him. He has something mysterious. When he is absent-minded the light in his eyes changes. What is he worried about? Handsome and mysterious... I have to stop looking at him like that. Sooner or later someone will notice it and that’s not good. I give a glance at the clock on the wall and I realize that it’s really late. It’s already 8 p.m and Max will be here in an hour. I say goodbye to everybody and get up to go in my bedroom. When I’m next to the staircase, I realized that Matthias has СКАЧАТЬ