Chapter 5

POV NARRATOR

- ..... Alice and Isabele ... -.

- WHAT ? Exclaimed the two at the same time.

- This can only be a joke teacher - complained Alice.

- Please, teacher, this is punishment, don't do this to us- Isabele lamented.

- I do not want a complaint girls, it will be like that, period, and silence, because now I will start the subject of the class - dictated the teacher and began the explanation.

This can't be true, what am I going to do? This is not going to work, sir, "Alice said.

On the other hand, Isabele could not think of anything, after the teacher came back to explain the new subject, her mind collapsed, stopped looking at a specific point in the room and didn't take it out, inside her mind was summarized in just a blank screen, the total system fails, and his friends realized this:

- Isabele, are you all right? Lucas asked worriedly.

- Friend, do you want to say something? I know it must be difficult, but it will work - Ana Laís said trying to find an answer.

But nothing came, so they tried to leave her in her nest of thoughts, because they knew that this situation was being difficult to process in her head, and they couldn't do anything else, they had a finger on it and it was too late, the plan started and there's no turning back.

ISABELE POV

Screwed. That's the only thing I can think of, what now? The probability of this going wrong is huge, the teacher must have been crazy to have done this.

The rest of the class followed, but I couldn't get out of my thoughts. Isabele from last year would have had a bigger fight, but after the shock, everything was confused. Well, everything has changed this is a fact, the situation is no longer the same, and maybe the feelings are no longer the same too, if you look at my side of the story, because in my view, I don't know what happened, but it seems that Alice is getting more and more angry, this is not normal, she is not like that. Weird.

The bell rings forcing me to get out of my thoughts, I realized that I didn't pay attention to the rest of the class, maybe ask Caio for notes on the content later.

When I think about pulling out the book I started reading recently, I feel a presence in front of my wallet. It's her. Taking my eyes to look at it, I don't know what caused me palpitations first, if it was its sweet smell that secretly is one of my favorite scents, or if it was looking directly into your eyes, which for me, becomes its source of beauty, for precisely marking its different characteristic due to its oriental trait. Beautiful bastard.

I leave out this short internal monologue about things that catch my attention in Alice Alencar, and decide to pay attention to what she had to say.

- Well, I know that you shouldn't be happy because of this whole situation, but we will have to face it whether we want to or not, so I came here to work things out soon enough to finish it soon - she said a little uncomfortable.

I don't judge, I'm the same way.

- Ok then, I already know that you don't like history very much, but luckily, I like it and I have a good base of content, I'll separate some notes for you to understand easier, we just have to get together and do it together, I don't think so it will be very organized to do it separately, and if it's not a problem, we can do the work at my house - I speak trying to appear indifferent, mainly because of the probability of having her at my house.

- Yeah, maybe I'll agree with you. Anyway, it can be at your house, Saturday at 2:00 pm is good for me - he replies and right after that, he took a pencil writing down a sequence of numbers in my notebook, when he finished, he continues to speak:

- That's my number, when it's tomorrow night you send me your address. Well, that's just what we have to deal with - he said and left soon after.

Yeah, this really isn't going to work.

Friday night and here I am, in my room looking at the ceiling full of painted stars that I invented to do when I was younger, but that helps me to think when I need to, and that's exactly what I'm doing. Reflecting.

All this because of the internal conflict that I am going through now, whether or not I should send a message to Alice soon. I know this is not a big deal, just to send my address, but it's weird anyway, I don't know how to start the message without looking stupid or pathetic.

I leave my great reflection when I hear a knock on the door and right after that I see the figure of my mother entering my room.

- Hi daughter, are you busy? - I hear my mother's voice and I decide to sit on the bed, being accompanied by her when she finishes closing the door.

- No mom, I was just thinking about some things - I say with a small smile on my face. Having a mother like mine is a reason to always smile, even after all, she always tries to make herself present in my life and that of my brother, and I love that about her.

"Anything serious I need to be concerned about?" He said with a more relaxed air.

- No, just a situation that I had at school and that I will face tomorrow, but I have to do something today to get rid of it soon, but it's nothing serious - I say.

- Can you tell me what you hear? - curious question.

- I'll just do a job here at home with a girl, but we don't get along so well, then I have to send a message now by sending the address, only I don't know how to speak without looking like an idiot - I'm sorry.

My mom give a little laugh. I cast a doubtful look at the act and she immediately says:

- Honey, you don't think you're thinking about it too much, do you? If you don't like each other and you want to appear as nonchalant as you are trying to do, you shouldn't be so nervous - it provokes keeping the same laugh on your face.

- I don't care about her, I just don't want to make this situation more unpleasant than it already is - I try to appear neutral.

- Teens are so difficult, in my time things were easier and faster - he says, but seeing that he didn't want to continue on this subject, he decided to change it;

- Anyway, I also came to your room to tell you that Carlos is coming to dinner here tomorrow, he said he wants to increase contact with you - he says.

This is an interesting fact that has been happening in our family since last year. My mother in the middle of the year, met, who today is her current boyfriend Carlos. It all started when she was working on a job that the two of them were supervising, but the difference was that he was there as an engineer. From what he said, he was immediately interested when he saw my mother for the first time, she was a little more difficult, but with the time and all the advances by Carlos, she accepted that she really liked him.

At first it was kind of complicated, especially regarding the acceptance of the relationship by my brother, who always saw himself as the man of the house, but who now accepts more, I even saw them playing together in one of those times he came to dinner here at home.

My case was easier, so we can say, I was always very neutral about it, as long as my mother is happy, it makes me more than satisfied, and also, she deserves to move on, and he seems to be the right man.

- Okay, have you already told Gustavo? I ask.

- Yes, I just returned from his room, and he was even excited, I noticed it in his eyes - he replied in a more contented tone, then continued:

- Well, I'm going, daughter, I'm tired and I have to wake up early, I have to finish redoing some plans for a condominium project, good night my love - he left a kiss on my forehead and then left, but still to listen to your speech behind the door:

- And try to send this message to the girl soon - letting out a laugh soon after.

I threw myself on the bed and reached for my cell phone to get rid of this situation right away.

- Let's face it, I'll contact you trying to find a way to start the message.

After 10 minutes, I decide to send:

Isabele: hi, it's me Isabele.

Isabele: I'm sorry about the time, but here is my address xxxxxx-xxxx xx-xx.

Alice: hi, okay, I was still awake.

Alice: ok then, tomorrow at 14:00 I show up.

Isabele: okay, I already separated the material.

Alice: right, have a good night, see you tomorrow.

Isabele: Good night, see you.

Yes, it was better than I imagined this little conversation, she was even educated, now I want to see tomorrow, having to spend hours interacting together, this will be a test of overcoming.

Let's see how this work goes.