I NEED YOUR ATTENTION

4

Wandering along the alley of the university, enjoying the light, spring wind, which slightly blew my hair from side to side. A slight tremor pierced my body that I had to shiver slightly. Having adjusted the sleeves on the jacket, I tried to reflect on what had happened. Why do many people consider our society humiliating? Who assigns this status? It always seemed to me that those people who were able to break through, get on the budget, that they should be praised. Ah, it's completely different here. It turns out that if you don't have rich parents, then you automatically become a loser? My so-to-speak concepts were confirmed.

My mother gave me the opportunity to determine my fate on my own. Although I knew that she could pay for my studies, in any place chosen by me, I strongly decided to achieve everything myself. That was my goal, my aspiration. After all, if you live constantly on everything ready, you get used to it quickly, and in the future, in no way, you will not be able to remove this habit. You will be forever dependent on your parents.

So maybe there is the most important difference in us? Those who have been able to go through fire and water, those who have not seen sleep for days and nights, have achieved a goal for which we will not be ashamed, something that one day you will be able to be proud of. From those who just poked their finger at a beautiful cover, and got what they wanted. Exactly, such always remain, hypocritical, characteristic children, in the care of their parents and will always stand out from the crowd.

Taking a deep breath, the aromas of the upcoming autumn, I headed towards the building to talk to my mother. It's been a long time, I haven't called her. Going into my room, I took out my phone and dialed it. Our conversation was sincere, the kind that I always lacked. We talked with her for more than an hour, she asked me to tell me everything that only I could see and hear. I told most of them in spirit, but I decided to miss some moments in order to try not to spoil her mood. When we had already said goodbye, wishing each other good night, I put down the phone, in the enjoyment of a minute's silence.

My neighbor was not in the room, most likely, she was resting somewhere with her friends. Well, that's good. I would also like to get some air, relax, relax my head. Only, alas, there was no one with whom. After going to the bathroom, putting myself in order, it seemed to me that an evening walk before going to bed was a good idea. Throwing on a warm jacket, I wandered through the long corridors of the building, hoping for the desired meetings. To my surprise, or disappointment, not far from me, there was a young man, the same one who had recently snapped in my direction, with his face buried in the phone.

- Hi, - I said to the guy in a slightly excited, trembling voice, heading in his direction.

- What do you want? – rudely, he replied, looking up from the mobile screen. – You and I have nothing to talk about.

- Excuse me? Why do you respond so negatively right away? After all, it's possible to talk normally. Well, at least to say hello politely, or didn't your parents teach you that?

- Listen to me, carefully. I'm not used to repeating it several times. Today, you were clearly and clearly told. Maybe I should tell you again? I'll make such an exception for you," a rough, smug voice came from this guy.

- I don't need to repeat it, several times. I just wanted to say hello to you normally. Unlike you self-satisfied, selfish people, I have norms and manners of communication. And you, apparently, were not taught this at all.

The guy's eyes lit up with a bright flame. He was angry, her rudeness, straightforwardness. Who does she think she is to say who taught whom and what? Anger flowed through his veins at a rapid rate. He wanted only one thing now, for her to turn her body in the opposite direction and go far away.

- What are you planning to do? – a stupid and intrusive question, misheard in the ears of the guy, heating up the situation.

- Why are you so annoying, huh? Did your parents devote little time to you as a child? – stabbed to the quick.

- Don't say that, - look down, the girl drooped.

It annoyed him that she was standing next to him at all, that she was talking to him. Her silly little face, he didn't like the word at all. But, there was something about this girl that did not allow him to drive her away. They are like two opposites attracted to each other. She wanted to be friends, he wanted to get rid of her. She was sure that if you omit the stereotypes, then they can quite communicate and be friends.

- Why did you decide that you have the right to put a brand on a person?

- Because we have the right, here and now, to decide who can stand next to us, and who will not dare to approach us in their thoughts.

- What kind of stupid stereotypes? Who invented them?

- Let's say it will be me. And then what do you say to that?

- I will say that you are too selfish and not fair to people.

- Let it be so, what's it to you?

- It seems to me that we can become friends. To establish a circle of communication, and to remove these nonsense

- It just seems to you, it's not going to happen. Yes, and our conversation was too long.

- Wait, but we didn't finish.

But, the girl finished the last words, the doors closing in front of her face. Lack of culture, rudeness, selfishness, that's what came from this guy. Totally unpredictable, rude and smug. She could have said a lot of words to him, but stopped so as not to stoop to his level. Several attempts to reach him were crowned with failure. A languid, frustrated exhalation to relax her lungs escaped from Gini's lips, leaving her alone.