A visit from the future

It was the middle of the Summer in Lisbon... The sun was shinning, there was barelly a fresh breaze in the air, the grass was green in all the gardens from this beautiful city and the only thing that I could think about was going to the beach. Today was a very important day, it was the day of all or nothing, the day that could change my future for the better or the worst... it was the day that I would do the most important exam that would give me the grade to enter in the law university. When we are young, we barelly know what we really want to do, we are able to imagine our future, but we really don´t have a realistic vision. If I could only know what the future holds for me, if I am chosing the right course of action, it would be better. But we can´t... Nobody can predict the future, unless you have some sort of special power. I enter in the exam room and sit with a lot of cofidence in the chair. I was able to nail the grades until now, so what could really go wrong this time? The exam took 3 hours, the content was my most hated writer, but I had a good feeling. When I left the room, I saw all of my collegues speaking about the answers... "Did you chose A or B??" one asks. "None of those... I answered C..." another one replies. I could see the panic of the first student emmerge in his semblance as fast as a lion running to catch his targeted animal to eat. And like this two students, the entire school hallway was asking the same questions. I had to leave, I had to get the hell out of here. I started to walk in the school´s exit door direction, trying to avoid the eye contact with all of the students there, trying to leave as fast as I could... And I was successful. My boyfriend was waiting for me outside... That was another person that I wanted to avoid, but, for some reason, I couldn´t tell him to go away. "How was it?" he asked, kissing me on the lips right after. He was curious to know if it was hard or easy, since he had to do the same exam next year. He didn´t have the same ambitions as me, he used to say that going to the university was a waste of time and that I shouldn´t do it. He was trying to convince me not to apply since we started to date, 6 months ago. I kept looking at him, not knowing what to say. I really wasn´t in the mood to see him today. "It was ok, like any other exam. You´ll know how it is next year." I finally replied. He looked confused and disappointed at my answer. I couldn´t understand this! He was the one that didn´t want to go to college, so why the interest? "Maybe more details? Do you think you have the grade to enter in law?" He asked me again. I knew where this was going... "I don´t know Paul, I guess I have to wait and see." I replied with an annoyed expression. He looked at me, took my hand and holded it in a firm way "I´ve told you that you should take that university idea out of your head. It is stupid, why do you even want to go there? It is full of dumb people!" he said with anger in his voice. I pulled violently my hand from his and said "I am tired of this conversation! Stop with that s**t of trying to control how I chose to live my life! If you don´t want to study more, then don´t. But I want and I will do it. End of the story. And now goodbye!" I told him with a very frustrated and angry voice. I started to walk away as fast as I could... I could hear him running and calling me but I ignored. I saw a bus that would go directly to my house, entered and didn´t look behind. My phone started to ring with calls and messages from him, but I ignored. After 10 minutes, I arrived at home. I was exausted and very nervous after this confrontation with Paul. There was some part of me that was telling me to leave him, because of all the psycological abuse and with all the pressure he made for me not to proceed with my goal. But another part of me, however, couldn´t let him go. I set down on the couch and started to watch the series on MTV "Sixteen and pregnant". It was one of my favourite at the time, I loved to watch the reality of being a mother in such an early stage of a teenager life. I was at home alone, like most of the times... my mother was working and I started to feel alone. I wasn´t popular at school, therefore I only had one friend, my only friend, Sonia. I´ve decided to text her and ask if she wanted to drink a coffee. I felt the need of speaking with someone about what happened today and she allways made me feel heard. After a few minutes, I got a reply back "sorry... today I am busy. Maybe tomorrow we can drink a coffee", Sonia replied. I´ve allways loved making plans on the last minute... I loved being spontaneous, take my bag and go. That was why I fell with Paul. It happened in such an expected way, but now it feels like he´s lost his charm. I met him in school, during the senior year. I was on the stairs with my friend Sonia, talking abou random things happening around us and he was standing there, looking at me. His eyes met mine and there was something that clicked. We went on a date and, from that moment on, we never left each other. After a few months, the fights started to come up between us, mainly because he wanted to leave everything behind and start a new life somewhere else... he absolutly hated his parents. I, on the other hand, really apreciated my life in Lisbon, I wanted to be a lawer, I wanted to have success in life and I was greatful to have been raised by my mother. He didn´t understand that... Different realities, different personalities. The phone started to ring again with his messages and calls. Once again, I ignored... He doesn´t understand the meaning of giving someone´s space?! I turned off my phone and made my way to my bedroom. I lay down on the perfectly made sheets and close my eyes. Until, I sence a presence in the room...