August goes bySeptember flies pastI need to get my life straightened out, and I'm going to start with what I like to do most to relax: Dancing. I take my parents' car and dive to my town's community centre. Thank God my city is interested in culture and sports. I read the large poster in front of the newly renovated pavilion.I search for the coordination room, looking for an instructor, but nobody has noticed I’m here, so I sit there admiring the group of dancers forming in each corner of the huge pavilion. They seem to be separated by age or something. They dance rap, hip hop and move to an eclectic sound. I stop to watch the women who appear to be in the same age group as me. I look at their feet and notice they are all in high heels. I scan at the rest of the people on the other sides and see they have on sneakers.“You would fit in doing the Stiletto.”I get a huge fright. I look back and see a caramel-coloured boy grinning at me with perfectly white teeth.“Sorry I scared you,
“Do you believe that?” She looks at me suspiciously.“I don't even know what I believe anymore. What if he had lied that he didn't like her? Ah, I don't know what else to think!”“You know, I can't believe we graduate in three days.” She changes the subject suddenly, to my relief. “We're going to be the prettiest in that graduation.” She claps her hands in happiness. It is rare for me to see her clap her hands like that. She is always so calm and straightforward, and not a jerk.“Is Eric coming?” It is weird to call him Eric instead of "her boyfriend".“He plans to. Maybe it’s a surprise.” She looks at me from the corner with a smirk.The day today is beautiful. For the first half of December, the sun and the thermal sensation have been mild, making the day even better. Since I have started noticing the days, this is the best one so far.“Valentina said I could live with her,” I mention. I twirl the cap of my water bottle. “She said she wouldn't give it up.”“Sorry I didn't tell you b
When I tell my mother who it is from, she smiles as though saying "I already expected something like this".Looking out the taxi’s window as traffic goes by, I think about what I might be feeling right now. I can’t contain myself from the mixture of euphoria and hurt. It doesn't matter, he remembered me.As the place rented for the celebration is in the city centre, it facilitates photographers’ access. The flashes start firing as I get out of the car."Selena, are you and Hunter going to see each other tonight?" "Is he going to come to see you?" "Why don't you talk anymore?" "Did you betray him as they said?"Question after question, each one more absurd than the next. If the entrance to the salon were two more steps forward, I swear I would have slapped at least five paparazzi in the face. For God's sake, absurdly ridiculous people.As long and a little boring as it is, I enjoy having my moment. Hearing the university's dean and vice dean, some course coordinators, and professors di
I think today is the best day for my trip. I can't take any more headaches from a hangover. How I got a ticket and a visa to Spain to travel two days before New Year's, I don't know. I just knew I needed to pull myself together since Sophia slept at my place, when we drank the entire bottle of Red Label, just the two of us. I haven't stopped drinking since. My mom is disappointed in me, and my dad doesn’t even talk.On Christmas two days ago, my dad said he got me two bottles of vodka as a present. It was a joke. I got a tablet from my parents; it was beautiful, and I almost died crying when I got it.I'm not proud of having drinking so much that I could not remember how the rest of my Christmas was. I don't know. I think I laughed a lot, which is what I needed. Never again in my life shall I drink so much. God forbid I wake up stinking again but, as my father told me: "What's a human being without his first few times?" A saying he told me after giving me the most important sermon of
“Well,” she begins, “there was the airport scandal. He was there to stop you, and you yelled at him in the middle of the airport and left.” She is counting off with each finger, starting with her index finger.“Lie,” I say. “We were talking, just the two of us, in the ladies' room.” She looks at me, not sure whether to believe me. “Never mind, this is the most you should know. Next.”“There's also the part where you cheated on him with your ex.” She counts off the second with her middle finger.“Lie. It was the other way around,” I say, downcast. She widens her eyes at me. She lowers her hand, disregarding the count. I take a deep breath. “We were in the bathroom, and his ex-called, and I accidentally answered his cellphone since ours look the same. And… she was talking about some kiss.”Valentina puts her hands to her mouth.“Please don't say anything to anyone,” I ask of her.“Selena, I would never do anything to harm you.”I nod, very aware of that. “What else?” I ask her to contin
It is almost ten at night when we arrive at the famous Dri's. When Valentina said it was a super trendy club, I thought of something that recently opened and not Dri's. The exact same place I met Hunter for the first time.Valentina is driving. I bend down a little so that no one will photograph us.“Selena!” She is chuckling at me. “You are exaggerating.” She parks her car in a small space. “Now you can get out of the car. There’s no one in the parking lot.”I get out of the car and come face to face with a blue Audi R8 with black accents almost the same colour as my pants. I straighten my clothes, still staring at the car.“Maybe you’ll leave in one of these in a little while.” Valentina winks at me. I look at her and stick my tongue out. It's not very mature, but she is annoying and deserves it.“I just like sports cars, so what?” I shrug and take hold of my little black bag. “Let's go and have that drink waiting for us.” I point to the club’s entrance.And as I predicted, the insi
Hunter.“Are you looking for respect for next year? Purple is not your colour.”Jimmy starts laughing at my stain when I enter the box. But I don't care. I care who got this stain on me.“She's here, Jimmy,” I tell him. My heart is pumping. “Damn, she is here.” The look on my face is mixed with euphoria and nervousness that almost makes me breathless.“Who? The girl I told you I dumped last week.” He presses his face against the glass to find her.“No, you idiot. Selena. Selena is here and will be coming up in a little while,” I speak uneasily.He starts to laugh, and I get serious.“What the fuck is this, Hunter?” he wonders, shaking his head. “Bro, are you delusional? Weren't you whining yesterday because the woman was in Spain?”He continues to laugh, and my expression is even more severe.“You're not kidding.” He finally stops. “Damn, and the woman is coming up here?”“Did you finish the show? I can't believe it. I don't even know what she's doing here.” Hunter sighs, wringing his
Today marks exactly a year since I came to Barcelona for the first time. My only goal was how to improve my resume and take a trip on my own as I started my adult life. I got all that and a bonus: Hunter.Looking out the window at this rainy afternoon, I realise how things have changed in a year for the first time in my life. I've already finished college, I don't often think about my emotional pains anymore, I’ve fallen in love. And suffered, what has mainly changed me. It's weird because lately, I feel more about what I'm going to say, and I may have even learned to look at my cellphone screen to see who's calling, but I still fail occasionally.I look at my right finger, where there's an untanned mark made by the sun where my promise ring was. I wish things had not happened the way they did. Only then do I remember my father's words to the drunkenness I made: ''what is a human being without their first times?” Yes, Dad, I discovered true love for the first time, and I think that's