Prologue: Past

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If it was possible to add into the dictionary new definition for the word "IDIOT", I, without any doubt, would write in letters the name of that idiot: Valentina.

I can only call her "my eternal karma". You're probably asking why, right? It's very simple: I listened to everything about myself. From her arrogant way of speaking to her way of walking as if she were a donor to the world, mainly because she thinks people will fall in her feet to get her love.

However, the biggest reason is that this girl always manages to find a way to torment my life. Anywhere I go she is there. Sometimes it seems like she is haunting me, and I confess that I wouldn't be surprise if that is the truth.

May be this Idiot is obsessed with me.

She must have nothing to do in her life other than bothering me, this might make you laugh but since this idiot has come into my life, I have never had a piece of mind. Every day at school it feels like an eternal maze of irritation because there is that damn Valentina on my way.

Unfortunately, living in the same place since birth means that I practically grew up surrounded by the same people. It's like entering an infinite loop, no matter where you go you will find someone known.

My parents are from Mexico, but they moved to the United States before I was even born. And to my misfortune, her parents also had the brilliant idea of doing the same when Valentina was still a baby. Unlike me, however, she wasn't born in England, her parent's hometown, but right here in Miami. I'm sure I'll soon have a lot of white hair because of this idiot.

- "I wish I knew what that poor Club sandwich did to you to be crumpled with such hatred like that."

I heard a sudden voice followed by few giggles but my eyes were focused on that disgusting human being laughing outrageously, surrounded by her idiot friends. It's amazing how she manages to bring out the worst in me, and it does not take much effort. She must have a gift to make me angry easily.

I let out a huge breath and finally look away from that idiot. I see a person sitting opposite to me, Carol, my twin sister. She has an amused expression on her face, so identical to mine and is focusing on something, I look where she is looking only to find the mess I have made. Shit! I spoiled the food again, this time it's the person next to me, Edudara (Duda), my best friend, she said something and I rolled my eyes just to ignore her, but the grimace on my face increased when I feel my fingers sticky. Excellent! I have run out of food, and in addition I have dirty hands too. And whose fault is this? That idiot from hell! And just on this day the High School Canteen decides to put some Latin cuisine on the menu.

- "Valentina again locked Luiza in the locker room."
My dear sister decided to inform Duda about the unfortunate incident happened earlier today, when the very worthy one decides that it would be a lot of fun to lock me inside the locker room alone and that too with the lights being off. I ended up being very late for my history class because it took a really long time for someone to find me inside.

I will kill that girl with my hands slowly and painfully. The same way I did it with my food, I can do it on her neck. I wouldn't mind sacrificing my primary defendant with a homicide.

- "How many times has she done this in this week anyway?"
I just heard the two of them scoffing and laughing as I tried to get that disgusting sticky thing from my hand and thinking of various ways to kill Valentina.

- "I think it is seven."

- "Actually, if we count today's one as well then eight."

- "Valentina is becoming an expert at trapping our dear Luiza in places."

- "Poor sister, always at the wrong time and wrong place."

Carol replied, and that made both of them laugh again. I was not in any mood to piss myself off anymore. I had blown out my whole share of stress with the idiot. Today is one of the many days when she made my life hell. It's not out of the ordinary, to tell you the truth. My only relieve is that the July holidays are approaching, and at least for some days I will stay away from this stupid girl.

Stupid Wife- Lembre-se de Nós (English Edition) by Nathalia Sodré.Where stories live. Discover now