POV Helena
On February 12, my college classes came back. I painted two pictures and also took it to an art gallery to be sold. The people in charge of the gallery liked my work and put my paintings on sale. If it is sold, I will split the money with the art gallery. Rog also went back to college. He is excited because he has only one more semester of Biology. He finishes college in July. I will still study until July next year.
I also signed up to participate in other beauty contests and Alicia also signed up for the same contests that I will attend. I'm glad she's getting interested in the fashion world too, after all, she's beautiful, but I just find it strange that sudden sudden interest and enroll in all the same that I will participate. Maybe it's bullshit, but is Alicia trying to prove anything she can win at all the contests? That it can compete with me directly? I'll keep an eye on that. I do not think my friend would be capable of this, but, you better watch out.
The days went by ... And finally it came February twentieth, Tuesday. My twenty year birthday. Hell, time has passed so fast. As my birthday fell on a day of the week, I just did something simple: I called my friends at the apartment and bought a birthday cake and some savory and sang happy birthday to me. Rog presented me with a beautiful ship of red roses that I love so much and with a basket of chocolates and a teddy bear holding a heart and it was written: I Love you.
"I wanted to have more money and give you a gift, a jewel or ..." I interrupted Rog promptly.
- I do not want jewelry, I always want your friendship, your affection and love with me. That's what interests me. She said, smiling at him.
"Happy birthday, my Lena, my beautiful," Rog smirked, kissing me on the cheek and hugging me next.
- Thank you my angel. I loved your gift, "she said, smiling excitedly.
Then it was Bri who presented me with a Led Zeppelin vinyl record that I'm a fan of.
- Thank you very much Bri, I thank you from my heart, thank you very much my guitar hero. No need to worry, "I said, hugging him affectionately and kissing him on the cheek.
"You deserve everything in the world, Helena," Bri smiled at me intently, and his hazel eyes gleamed.
I smiled at him. Freddie, John, everyone who was present would greet me, give me gifts, even Alicia was present and while I was talking to Bri and Freddie, I saw Alicia chatting animatedly with Rog who had a beer. Did I realize that Alicia was trying to flirt with Rog? But did not she say Rog was not her kind of man? I was jealous, but I remained quiet.
A day later, on Wednesday night, Bri and I went to dinner at an Italian restaurant, Bri said it was the second part of commemorating my birthday. I loved the Italian restaurant. Bri paid our dinner, I wanted to pay my share, but he did not leave. It was a very pleasant evening, there were no kisses, but, many exchanges of looks.
On Thursday evening it was Rog's turn to take me to an exhibition of Van Gogh paintings in an art gallery. Rog paid for my ticket, even under my protests, because I would have liked to have paid my share, but he said it was another celebration of my birthday. The exhibition of Van Gogh's paintings was incredible. I was thrilled. I explained to Rog the meanings of each Van Gogh painting. Rog smiled and said how smart I am. After the exhibition, we went to the gallery's own snack bar and ate a snack. Rog and I were also talking about the photos for the Queen's album cover, which would be made from March. Rog and I exchanged intense looks too. Rog's beautiful blue eyes glowed brightly. There were no kisses either, but she was mesmerized by his gaze.
And on Friday, the twenty-third of February, in the evening, all my friends went to the pub, with me, to celebrate my birthday once again. While we were at the pub, both Rog and Bri stayed with some girls, of course to provoke me, to make me jealous anyway. I saw Rog, hugging a busty blonde and Bri to the kisses with a brunette taller than me. I was extremely dissatisfied to see them, in this way, very jealous. But from that moment, watching Rog hugged the blonde and Bri kissing the brunette, my heart spoke louder for one of them. My heart ached to see one of the two with the woman. I felt a great pain in my heart and went to the bathroom. I went into the bathroom and cried.
Today I discovered who I really love, while the other has a huge affection, a friend, I love him as a friend. But, I cried a lot, because I discovered who I love and seeing him with the woman hurt my heart. The fear I felt in losing him came to me completely.
I already know who I love ...
To be continued.
P.S: In the next chapters we will know the chosen one of Helena. Is it Brian or Roger? I'm loving this mystery hahaha.
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