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14. Flowers and butterflies
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Paint me a heart 15. The climb
We were staring at each other. He was grinning, and I was testing the strength of my will to resist him."What?" I asked, feeling the heat warming my cheeks."Nothing." He smiled even wider, and I turned to look at the waterfall again.It wasn't high, but the giant red rock it was falling from, was at least twenty meters high, separating the water to fall like many small rivers. It was crashing in the pond under the bridge, creating tiny waves, and causing the pink and white lilies to slightly dance. The edges of the pool were arranged with oval-shaped red rocks. Tall willows were dipping their green leaves into the clear water.It was working. A sense of serenity settled in my heart, making me dreamy, and waking my creative side."I will paint this place one day." I whispered with glassy eyes."Okay, shall we keep going? I want to look at the view from up there with you in my arms." Alex stated, like I was his or something.He was really getting on my nerves, jealous or not! I guessed
Last Updated : 2020-08-25Paint me a heart 16. Broken beuty
When I turned around, it was hard to understand what was going on. Thomas and I immediately made our way to the bench, where Gregory and Alex were holding Tina on both sides, helping her to walk. Titi had a frightened look on her face, panic clear in her voice, as she stood there not knowing what to do."What happened?" I yelled, but it was futile.The boys just helped Tina to sit down on the bench, answering neither mine nor bimbo's questions. My eyes moved to my step-sister for answers. Her always perfectly combed hair was messy and had dry grass tangled near her ear. Dirt was covering her red cheeks. With a concentration on her every move, she turned her left leg from left to right and let out a small scream, cutting it short by biting her bottom lip."What the hell happened?!" I repeated in panic."She was somewhere near the bench, but somehow she fell." Titi started, waving her hands around. "I don't… I have no idea how, but she managed to grab something. Oh my God, it is so high
Last Updated : 2020-08-27Paint me a heart 17. Poisoning air
Startled, I turned around with my mouth open in surprise. He was a tall guy, wearing clothes a couple sizes larger for him, hat with visor turned to his back. His shoulders were bare, revealing the muscles of his arms.Was he talking to me?“You better take that back!” Alex pushed closed the door of my car behind him, as he walked to stand next to me.“You are not scaring me, mama’s boy,” the guy spat back.“I am entitled to my opinion. It’s not like you created those songs.” I bravely stated, but my hands were beginning to shake.“Is this scaring you then?” Thomas appeared with a bat in his hands.This was a nightmare, right? Someone, please wake me up!Two other boys spawned from the bumping car, walking to stand on either side of the rude guy. All three of them were dressed alike and had a sassy attitude. Were they high or something? I don’t think what I said was so offensive. Maybe they were looking for a fight, and I was just here?“You sure have a lot of boys around your finger,”
Last Updated : 2020-08-27Paint me a heart 18. Dinner time... or not
Father placed his big hand on Thomas's back, to give him a gentle push through the front door. Not that the famous boy needed it. He invited himself into my life with his sassy attitude and charming smile. If I knew how things would have changed after I sat with that blond guy outside the dean's office, maybe I would have waited just a little more before going there.Did I really want that? For him to never meet me? I doubted that, but I would never admit it even just to myself."I will go and tell Ivalina to cook something for all of us." Father said, leaving me with Thomas in the living room.I looked around for Steven or Limping Tina, but it was quiet and empty like even the furniture was gone. It was just us two. I scratched my forehead, wondering how to end the awkward moment. I was supposed to be under the shower now or in bed, flushing away this day from my mind."I didn't know you were rich." Thomas spoke first, making a circle around himself, all the while inspecting his surr
Last Updated : 2020-08-29Paint me a heart 19. Don't you get it?
Annabeth Andrews was talking to the class, her eyes were on mine, while her lips were slightly up at the corners, revealing a dazzling smile. So she knew I was standing here?Her hair was dyed black and its volume amazed me. It fell a little under her shoulders, curled at the edges. Big golden earrings in the shape of a triangle and circle were in her ears. A long, multicolor flower dress was complimenting her tall, skinny figure, and comfortable, bright red flats were making her mobile. Her lively eyes were exactly like mine, or mine were like hers. I swallowed, a futile try to remove the dryness from my throat.She started the lesson and acted like any other teacher, not even saying some sort of greeting to her daughter. Suddenly, I felt nauseous. I closed my notebook, grabbed my stuff, pushed them in my backpack, and stormed out of the room, ignoring the stares of my classmates.I started running in the hall, and did not stop until I reached the schoolyard. Not sure which way to go
Last Updated : 2020-09-01Paint me a heart 20. Gypsy girl
Climbing down the stairs was my mother, my new teacher, the person who was responsible for half of the bitterness in my character. The woman who felt comfortable leaving her two-years-old baby girl and traveling the world.The same one who was standing before me now, when I no longer had the need for her hugs and kisses when I fell and hit my knees, or her advice when my body changed into the shape of a young woman. Her job to do my hair in the morning and pick my clothes for school was now in Tina’s hands. I had Linda to share and comfort me in hard moments, like this one. I had my art to express myself. I was now able to take care of myself.I didn’t need her anymore. Right?“Can you two leave us alone, please?” Annabeth asked Thomas and my best friend, and I glued Linda’s hand to mine.Thomas just stared at our new teacher and then at me, also not leaving. Good boy.“They are not leaving us alone, mostly because there is no us.” I said through my teeth. “We are leaving!”I got up
Last Updated : 2020-09-02Paint me a heart 21. With no energy left
“Did I forget my homework or something?” I said sarcastically to no one in particular, while leaning against the door, not wanting to go any closer to my new teacher.“Alice, I need to talk to you. I kno-” Annabeth started, but I raised my hand to cut her off.“Sorry, school hours are over,” I said, pretending that I was leaving.I knew if my father was involved in her being inside our house, I wasn’t going to be left alone until she said what she wanted. I just had to show them how uninterested I was in this whole ‘mommy is back’ thing.I didn’t hate her, or at least I did not hate her until she showed up like this at my class today. Many times I imagined how she would return and show up at our doorstep. We would talk on the porch, and she would tell me some giant reason why she was not able to visit me sooner. Other times, we would be walking on the beach next to our house, and she would tell me how she missed me and everything reminded her of me. I even thought she could tell me she
Last Updated : 2020-09-03Paint me a heart 22. Walk on the beach
“Thomas?” I half-whispered, half-yelled in disbelief.Watching me as I came out of the front door and stepped on the porch, he moved away from the shadows under the tree and his eyes inspected me from head to toe.“You are not wearing any shoes. Is that normal for you when you are at home?” he asked instead of a greeting.“What? No, I just… today… Never mind. What are you doing here?” I stuttered, but then went straight to the point.We were talking in a low voice, slowly approaching each other until we met in the middle of the lawn. Cold, salty, fall breeze was playing with my hair and a few blonde strands on his forehead, reminding me of the ocean nearby. A chill ran through my body and I wrapped my arms around me. Some leaves were rolling on the always perfectly-cut green grass, touching the skin on my feet while passing me by.“I thought you might need someone to talk to about this shit today.” He said truthfully.“You came to my place at this hour because you thought I needed som
Last Updated : 2020-09-04
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Paint me a heart 73. Pressure is lifting
I couldn’t help but gawk at her.What did I do to deserve that? This was our first time talking, after all.“I am not going to listen to your mean threats any longer. You better move away from my car and me.” I furrowed my brows at the demon in front of me and reached for my keys.“Stop right there, Alice! This should be enough. Do not unlock or enter the car!” Thomas ordered me, hastily approaching us with a worried expression.I took a step away from my Honda and smiled at him.Yeah, we had enough!“Hi there, stalker.” He said to the surprised girl, gazing at his features like he was her God.
Paint me a heart 72. Shape in the sand
Professor Mark Anderson was very excited to finally see some of my drawings. We talked and agreed I would start seeing him, so he could shape me into a diamond before I even started college, assuring me there wasn’t much to do because I really did breathe through my art. I had some sweet red tea in old expensive china with the wrinkled bald man, as we discussed what I could do and what painting materials would fit better to my style. He showed me his favorite teaching art books and some painting techniques, I was eager to try as soon as I could. I left his home feeling good about myself and proud of what I had in me without any special lessons. The professor was so kind and friendly, it made our meeting very pleasant. As soon as I had my life in line after the move, I was going to visit this old man and trust his skills to help me go to a great college.
Paint me a heart 71. Evidence
With widened eyes, our group listened at the offensive mad girl. I had a feeling this was the key to figuring out my problem. “Chill, Sarah! You can’t control everybody. You tried, maybe you just need to give up.” I recognized Olivia’s voice. “Chill?! Give up?! You are retarded, aren’t you!” The angry one screamed and there were some rustling sounds. “Don’t push me! It’s not my fault they got together.” Olivia complained. “Oh, God!” Linda exclaimed, but Steven placed his pointer finger on his lips to keep her from talking. "But I thought Sarah had a different surname..." “I don’t know why I keep you around. I will make her pay, I will separate them. How can I make him see she is not the girl for him?” Sarah kept on yelli
Paint me a heart 70. The winner
The place was decorated like a frozen forest, welcoming the season outside. Leafless trees were spread around us with crystallized branches. Snowflakes were hanging from the ceiling on invisible strings, some of them almost reaching our heads. Fake snow just hung at our feet, lifting a bit from the air when we walked near it. Dim blue and white lights were making me feel like I was really outside in the forest at night, but despite the cold decorations, I was warm and could enjoy my stay without my nose turning red. Tina and her people had made an amazing snow night dance atmosphere. She knew it and was proudly standing on one of the silver tables near the entrance. Linda looked stunning, laughing and proudly holding my step-sister’s hand. I complimented them on their look-alike dresses, and for the next twenty minutes, we just chilled while watching
Paint me a heart 69. The bomb
“Get away from me, you bitches!” Jane yelled, as we pinned her like a butterfly, holding her hands up to her head before she could respond to Barbie's slap. “Do you think you can offend my sister in front of me and get away with it?” Tina growled, and I blinked at her, almost losing my rage from surprise. “Who do you think you are? You might be rich and pretty, but I don’t give a damn.” Jane spit, her eyes narrowed from hatred. “She is the most popular girl at the school where you are about to play tomorrow night. If I was you, I would think twice before messing with her. She is the frickin’ queen.” I hissed at her. “What queen, let go of me!” She struggled in a futile try to free herself. “What is going on here? Should
Paint me a heart 68. Something important
Afraid of the answer, I still asked Linda what had made her incapable of talking. “It’s amazing, Al. I have a girlfriend. Can you believe it?!” She yelled in my ear. I sighed in relief, allowing the air to enter my lungs again. “Lin, you almost gave me a heart attack,” I scolded her. “I thought the mental jealous fan of Thomas had done something again.” “Didn’t you hear what I just said? Um, and yeah! My girlfriend said your shoebox became very popular today--receiving messages every few hours.” Linda announced, clouding my mind. “Messages? Your girlfriend?” I gaped at her, adjusting a family portrait on the wall in front of me, but the answers came at the same time I figured them out. “Tina!” Linda and I said in unison.
Paint me a heart 67. Heartwarming
The night was warm…even hot. Thomas’s skin was like the werewolf’s in the movies - like a cozy fire. When we went to sleep, there was some addictive tension between us. As we laid on our backs, I wondered if I should make a slight move to touch his hand or maybe trace his cheekbone with my fingers. He seemed to be deep in thought, too, seeming careful to not touch me without an invitation. It was a long naive game we played until he finally gave in to his desires and leaned over me to kiss me. We were making out for half an hour and I swear my lips felt swollen before I closed my eyes, giving in to the exhaustion of the day, resting my head on Thomas’s shoulder. I loved it when it was just the two of us. I was getting too attached to this boy, who now seemed to have become a lot more than some crush. I was deeply falling for him and no stalker or other force
Paint me a heart 66. Some time to chill
“I believe you,” I said truthfully, and something lifted from my chest like I needed to say this for years. “I guess the signs were always there, but I just ignored them…refused to pay attention to them. It was easier this way. Father is a force that a kid could not go against.”By the way Annabeth looked at me, I could see the relief and joy my words created. She leaned forward from her place on the sofa and kneeled in front of me to hug me, squeezing tight, incapable of showing her deep emotions in any other way. I responded by snuggling in with her and trying not to become a crybaby.“Oh, Alice! My sweet girl…you have grown so wise. Of course, you could not fight Robert--even I couldn’t back then.” She cried again in the hair behind my shoulder.“Did h
Paint me a heart 65. Long-hidden secret
The village was small and lush streets led us to the center; the shops from Annabeth’s photo present. The sun painted the buildings in yellow-orange, and even if it wasn’t hiding behind the clouds, it was pretty cold outside. Thomas and I got out of the car and walked a few meters to reach the main street. The pressure was eating me from the inside until my eyes landed on the shop line from the photo. “Yes!” I jumped on my place, glad I had found the right village. “Now let’s go and ask someone about her.” Impatiently, I started walking towards the local grocery store in front of us. When I didn’t hear Thomas’s steps following behind me, I turned to stare at him with confusion all over my face. “Why do you think they would know about her?” he scratched his head, look
