CONVERSATION

TEACHER APRIL THIS IS THE HOMEWORK. MARIA OUR BOSS CLASS SAID:
"THE HOMEWORK IS A CONVERSATION OF PRESENTATION OF TWO PERSONS..."

In the soft wind of a summer night my best friend Andrea and I walk to the nicest nightclub in the city.

We dancing during two complete hours, I feel so thirsty and I want a cold drink.

–¡Andy! Do you want come to the bar?
–No Haz, I’m ok, I want dancing more, and this music is so great! And remember…–she put a sexy look–; I’m the soul of the night!
–Well, in a little while I return ok
­–Ok Hazy! –she looks so crazy; I think she drank a lot of bear.

I walk to the bar, and I to order cold lemonade, when it pass in my throat, I have a comfort sensation.

–Hi boy! –A pretty girl says.

She is in front of me. She is medium height, young, have straight black and short hair. She is wearing a plaid skirt, striped tights, and a pink t-shirt.

I don’t know if she say hello me or another guy, because a fat, bald, and dirty guy is in my left, and another who is more handsome than I, is in my right. I put a silly face (I’m so confuse).

With all the embarrassed of the world I say:

–Do you say hello me?
–Of course, Why?
–Oh…sorry…I thought…well… you said hello to this guys –I refer them with a discreet look.
–No I’m not crazy yet! –she laughs
–And…
–Oh yes… sorry, but I saw you in the dance floor and you do it so well…I mean perfect!
I feel more embarrassed.
–Well thank you.
–My name is Maria. Maria Portillo. What’s your name?
– Eh… my name is Hazael…Hazael Rodriguez.
–Oh well, all nights of my weekends I come to this nightclub, and I’ve never see you.
–Because I’m new in this city. I’ am from Saltillo Coahuila.
–Really! So do me!
–No!
–Yes! But I’m from Monclova. I arrived here since I was a little girl.
–Really! And how long have you lived here?
–Do you want know my age? –she laughs
–Yes…
–Well I have 18 years old.
–Oh, I have 17 years old
–No! Do you look so…adult? I mean I thought you have 20 or 25, I don’t know, but you are saying that you are a child.
–Wait a moment I don’t be a little boy
–Ok, you win. And I have another question. How do you enter here? This night club is only for adults.
–With the influence of my best friend
–Oh, do you come with someone?
–Yes with my crazy and drunk friend. But I came to the bar because I felt so tired and thirsty.
–Oh… well talk me something, Where do you study?
–In a school of Literature
–That’s sound great! Is it interesting?
–Yes a lot! And where do you study?
–In the BENC, I go to Saltillo all week, but in the weekend I come here.
–That’s sound…tired.
–No much, when you adapted in that style of life.
–And is it nice?
–Yes, I love all my classes, but my favorite one is English, my teacher April is a wise in her subject and I learn a lot ­–she near me, and say in a clear whisper–I am one of the best in my class.
She far me
–Wow! –I shout–. Are you intelligent?
–Of course, but in English I’m the best!
– I don’t know a lot of English; I have terrible problems with grammar and listening…well…
–Don’t worry. I can help you and…

In that moment a stronger shout sound in the dance floor, my friend Andy is very, very, very drunk, she is going to be naked.

–Oh no! I need help her! –I shout
–Quickly, she through her only dress! Don’t worry for me I wait you!
–Ok

I run to my friend, with the hope of continue my conversation with Maria, because I’m really want learn, well, dominate the English.


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