School Debt

Looking at the dark sky full of stars, I can't help but wonder if everything that happened up until a few minutes ago was real.

I had sex with Diane and lost my virginity.

We did it for over 2 hours!

Strangely, I just feel a little tired. The work in the garden was more difficult, honestly. Now my muscles are a bit worn out but I can feel a slight increase in strength, although due to numbness in my extremities I'm not sure if my strength really increased. I don't have anything to prove it, like a meter, but this feeling is a bit addictive. I never felt this good when I finished doing physical work.

After resting for half an hour in bed with Diane and taking a shower, it was time to go.

I had to go because I don't want to inconvenience Debbie by sleeping in another house while I live with her. That would be weird, even more so if I sleep over at her best friend's house. The weird thing would be if she's not suspicious, I'd like to tell Debbie I have a girlfriend, but Diane's words made me see reason.

I'm still in thought mode after all that sex, it's a weird feeling, but I think I've always had it.

During that half-time that I lay in bed together with Diane, we talked about many trivial and important topics.

I asked Diane if she is my girlfriend, I don't think she does this casually after saying that she loves me. She's been acting weird lately.

It's not that she doesn't believe her, I can feel Diane's love for me in her every action, expression and word. But I don't remember doing anything to earn her love, or maybe my future self did? Haha ...

When I asked if she was my girlfriend, Diane widened her eyes in surprise.

She smiled sweetly and kissed me on her lips. With one hand stroking my hair, Diane told me that she's happy because I think that way, but she punctuated her words by saying that she's not my girlfriend.

I, bewildered and with an aching heart, asked her what she was, in order to get this doubt out of my heart. My expression was curious at the time, I didn't want her to see my pain at the words she said.

Diane kissed me again and said that she is my wife, that she loves me, she wants to take care of me and have a lot of sex with me. But society would not allow it, she is old and she gave me other excuses.

I breathe a sigh of relief knowing that my first time was out of affection and not just for pity or something else. I don't think it would cause me trauma, but being used by the first woman you become sexually involved with would not be a nice feeling.

There was something Diane said that stuck in my mind. She said that she wants my happiness, without having to be restricted by a woman. And that there's someone who won't keep quiet if Diane keeps me to herself.

The thoughts of a mature woman are really different and prioritize my well-being. How could I object to those words full of affection?

I am new to this relationship thing and I prefer to trust a woman like Diane who always helped me. I trust her, so it's best to keep this a secret for the time being from my family.

From what Diane said, we're some kind of friends with benefits. But I wonder who this person Diane is talking about.

It has! I almost forgot that Diane had told me another thing, she can only have sex with me now because I'm already 18 years old. She talked about a promise or something. It seemed that she wanted to talk more, but in the end she kept quiet. I just pretended not to notice, I must earn her trust if I want her to talk about everything with me. After all, love is not the same as trust, you can love someone but you may not trust that person to resolve your concerns.

Feeling the cool wind refresh my body, a shiver invades my cells.

I sense an unknown power filling my brain...but something is still missing. As if I completed half

I cannot say that I have been reborn, but I am no longer the same Fabrizio I was before entering Diane's room…

* * * * *

*Vibrate* *Vibrate*

My cell phone began to vibrate twice while I was checking to see if I had any messages.

-Rest well tonight darling and come back to see me tomorrow. I can't wait for time to pass faster. Kisses (Diane)-

Diane texted me and I texted back saying have sweet dreams and see you tomorrow.

I then returned the iPhone to [Inventory]

I have a lot of worries, but as they say, dumb people are happier because they think less. That's why I put aside all my worries and concentrated on enjoying the walk under the bright moon in the deep sky tinted with thick darkness.

I left Diane's bike at her house, she wanted to walk now. It also gives me more time to think before I go home and see Debbie or Jenny. Jenny is not a problem, apart from the fact that she wants to kill me for what I did. Debbie worries me, when I see her again, I'll have to pretend nothing happened and just have dinner at the house with Diane, it's going to be difficult with my poor acting skills.

*sigh*

After sighing, my worries calmed down.

Although I want to forget everything for a moment, humans are thinking beings. Although they are not thinking about important matters all the time, there is always something that worries you, that is the basic instinct of humans to progress and have a better life.

But those problems are not my main concern

"I'm poor…"

That's right, I'm poor. In the cafeteria I already knew it but I thought that working for Diane would magically cease to be. An unrealistic thought in the materialistic world we live in.

Checking my [Inventory], I only have 110 dollars, 10 dollars that I originally had and 100 that Diane gave me for finishing today's work.

*Squeeze*

I clutched the 100 dollars tightly in my hands after a day at work.

"Sorry Diane!"

I had forgotten that the money was given to me by Diane, I must use it well and not mistreat it. When she came to her senses, she attempted to return the bill to its original wrinkle-free condition.

$100 is a lot of money for some, but not for me.

I'm frustrated!

Frustrated with myself for not seeing the problem and looking for a solution.

I have debts, or rather 1 debt. I have to pay $11,000 for school fees but I didn't even have $200.

Now that I think about it, my father Frank always paid the school fees in June because it is in that month that he receives his salary. He always bought me what he wanted and I didn't have to worry about anything.

But after I died, the government didn't give me any money even though I became an orphan. They didn't even give me the little money my father had saved in the bank.

The government cannot be trusted, only myself.

I know I have to go home to Debbie, but isn't there something else I can do to get money?

The priority will be to get another job, Diane pays well but that's not enough and I don't want to burden her with my responsibilities. Just like I don't want to worry Debbie, she's already done a lot for me. Besides that she might also want to buy items for me and for that I need money.

Another option would be to forego tuition and drop out of school to avoid debt. But I want to finish the year and graduate as my father wanted.

Other ways to earn a lot of money would be to be an entrepreneur or some fast cash flow job.

But another job…I wonder what jobs there are in Summerville that are available right now, after all few people live here and it's rare to hire employees. Plus it has to pay me well and it has to be after school so it doesn't affect my studies.

"What 's that?..."

On the sidewalk, I see a flash of round, bright white light. I leave the bike on the ground for a moment and go over to observe.

"Oh! It seems that I have some luck"

Reaching down and grabbing the object between my fingers, he smiled because it's a nickel, it's not going to solve my problems but it's rare to find money on the street.

"This is…"

I think the coin really brought me luck. When I got up from the ground, I saw a brochure taped to the base of the lamp post. I can't read the content, but in big letters it says -Employee Wanted-

Now I am looking for a job and a brochure appeared right in front of me. I think it may be fate or some giant company is spying on my cell phone.

"Tony 's Pizza I…"

Being close, I can correctly read the contents of the brochure. Apparently it is a pizzeria and they are looking for employees who work two hours at night, from 5:30 a.m. to 7:30 p.m. The salary is not defined but it is per day. I am free at night so I can work.

*Marking* *Marking*

I'm calling the number on the brochure to speak to the owner of the place. I want to do it now so I can start work tomorrow.

"...Hello? This is Tony's Pizza. Do you want to place an order? Remember that we currently do not have a delivery person, so you must look for the order in our store"

A soft and pleasant voice was heard through the cell phone. The woman seemed to be occupied by the sounds of people talking in the background.

"Hi, I don't want to place an order, I called for work. Do you still need a delivery man?"

I didn't want to take up the woman's time because she seemed busy, so I spoke directly. Although only by the voice I can imagine a beautiful woman answering the other end of the phone.

"Really?! We need one ASAP. Can you come to our pizzeria now to talk about your work?"

The woman's captivating voice was a little calmer now. The background noises are little heard, it seems that they no longer have many clients.

"Sure, I'm going to see them right now"

It is better to agree to the terms as soon as possible. $1 more is better than $1 less.

"Here I wait for you. See you soon then"

The beautiful woman's voice cut off and I put my cell phone in my [Inventory again]

In my mind the woman is beautiful, but she may not be. Although it would be nicer to work for a pretty woman.

"Street Xxx, number Xxxx."

Follow the directions in the brochure and walk to the indicated place. In all the time I've lived here I never went to this Tony's Pizza place, it was always brought by the delivery man or my father looked for the food. That's why I never met the owners.

But as far as I remember, the pizzeria was called Dino's Pizza and the owner was a man in his 50s according to what my father told me. I think someone bought the place and changed the name. I hope the pizzas are still delicious like the old ones.

Although I should care more about the owners, I don't want to work for exploiters of employees. If what they offer is not to my liking, I will leave and find another job.

With the time I have, I only have enough to work two jobs. And Diane's work ranks 1st.

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