The week has started again and I am contented about the paintings. Mom informed me that the paintings arrive at the hands of Reigan's company. They congratulate me and praised me because of my artwork and I am happy about that. Dad is the one who holds the profit from my paintings. They are also the ones who will choose the foundation we are going to help. Moreover, Reigan's company will be with us too. Since they are the finance and supporter for funding. My effort is worth it. I helped and showed my skills at the same time. I thanked everyone for leading me this far.
While arriving at school, I remembered the painting for Reigan. The unknown woman that night didn't authorize me to hand in the painting to Reigan. I felt furious because of that, it's not nice to take something you did not mean for you. I am wondering if he saw it or the woman didn't allow him to see it. I want to say bad to her but suddenly I recalled what she said to me. She praised me on that night. Her voice is delightful and I didn't hesitate to smile at her. I don't know what to react.
It’s really confusing what expression I’m going to give to her. Nevermind, sooner or later I will also know who she really is in Reigan's life. Now, I need to focus for my graduation first. The exhibit is over and Dad also informed me that after graduation we will start giving help to the foundations they have chosen. I was happy and he still included me.
When I got inside the school, the school was really busy. Especially the courses that are difficult, though all courses are difficult. All you need is to work hard. I head straight down the corridor to the room and as I go.
"Hey!" I heard a Call from behind me, I didn't bother to look back because I'm not the one being called I think? Even though I'm the only person here in the corridor. I quickened my pace, I could hear the loud sound of my heels. I think we’re chasing each other now. I still can’t decide if I’m going to face it. I can't guess who he is, His voice is also a bit new to me but I think I've heard it before. I don’t want to face but I want to know who it is. That's why I decided to face it. I turned seriously and the only thing that popped up to me was the man I always watched in the library that always holding a book.
He didn't smile at me but I saw his small grin as he walked closer to me while holding two small buckets of paint. I looked at the paint and saw it had a connection to me and our room. We will have a mural painting, we will paint the parts of the university that can be painted.
And it was very strange to see a Polsci student carrying a paint. When he approached me, I only found out his purpose in approaching me.
"I just want to ask if, do you know the Da Vinci section of the fine arts. I just want to bring it here in their class." I look at him and he looks confused in the rooms.
I just smiled when I found out that was our section.
"Follow me." I said simply. He quickly followed me while sensibly holding the paints. I wanted to ask him why he was carrying that, but I didn't continue because we didn't know each other that well. But his course is very far from us.
I slowly slowed my pace when we reached the room. He also slowed down and looked at me. He dropped the paints in the room and left me. He didn't even say thank you.
I rolled my eyes because of that and decided to enter the room.
Thank God there is no teacher inside yet, Charrie looked at me and I just gave her a stingy grin.
"Oh? Why?" She asked when she noticed, not really able to get even an expression through him.
"Nothing." I said.
"Whatever." She said so and ignored me.
I just relieved after saying that and never asked me again. Our teacher came with two paints that looked like the pol-sci student had been carrying earlier. He informed us that we would have a mural painting and this would be our last activity with him. We were all thrilled when we heard that.
We changed our clothes into a PE and left the room at once. I remember many marveling at our fine arts because we had more activities in the arts and it looked fun raw. Tss ,,, they just don't know what we're going through.
While we were painting here on the garden side, Charrie and I heard a lot of talk about graduation gifts. Which gave Charrie the idea to ask me.
"What do you want as a graduation gift?" She asked without looking at me. In fact, I don't think about that anymore because I already have a car and I'm fine so I won't expect anything material from my parents.
But if on a request it will be given to me. I want to be free of the habits I want. Have fun the simple way.
"I'm not expecting anymore. So nothing" I said and smiled. Trying to endure the pain and I also get rid of my thoughts.
I saw Charrie nod. "At least everything is already there and you're the only one. Because, if I'm the one to be asked, I want a condo." She says.
I was surprised at what was said and amazed. Condo, that's a great gift.
"I want to be an independent." She added.
There is nothing happier than being free and doing what you want. But, if I do that I will leave my parents. They are no longer tolerant and they need me and I need them too. I want to cry Now case I don't want to make a scene.
While we were painting, our professor approached our seat and advised us to take a break. We were thankful for that and Charrie and I went straight to the cafeteria.
We ordered what we wanted and ate. We also went back immediately and painted again, to finish. We still laugh in class as if taking advantage of the Hours we have together. Because we knew we would take a different path after graduation. All of this will be just memories.
"Its nice oh?" Charrie asked as we went to the mall after class. She doesn't seem tired.
I just nodded as she held a top. We always come here because of the beautiful clothes. While Charrie was choosing a dress I caught up as well.
A few more minutes while shopping. I could hear a footsteps approaching me.
The sound of its heels is quite loud. "I should buy a bra and undies." Artistic pronunciation of the woman next to me now.
Out of curiosity to know who she was I immediately turned around and immediately hit the look of his male companion. Wearing a navy blue, looking so neat and looking irritated. Because of his towering height, Reigan stood and just watched the woman. I looked at the woman but it was different from the one with her in the exhibit. I'm confused why he's with a woman now. He didn't tell me it was his girlfriend..
Where else in the world did he find that woman. I haven't touched Charrie yet because I know she'll be curious too.
I decided to just take her to another part of the store and thankfully she agreed. We left the mall with our purchases. Charrie had so much fun and of course I did too, not just when I saw someone at the mall. She drives me at home and I am so amazed with that.
When I arrived at the house only the maids greeted me. Mom and Dad are still in the office. They are so workaholic. They should rest sometimes.