Paintbrush-a short story | Page 2

right. I�ve got number 3.�
�Thanked God I found you! I�ve been searching you for five years�. I said sarcastically then smiled at him. �I�m just kidding. So well, we are partners. Let us paint each other then let us finish this mess.�

�Wait, you look so familiar. Ahm�. Ahm� You, you are the girl I bumped last Valentines Day. Ahmm. . . Sheila?� said Jarred. But the truth is he knows my name.

�No, you�re wrong. You had already forgotten me. I am Selena, Selena Sanchez.� I introduced again, myself to him.
�Owh, Selena! Now I remembered.� Then his phone rings, and leaves me without saying permission. Hey what�s going on? What a rude creature is he? We need to finish this work within 2 days. I hate him! He is a total barbarian. As he disappeared, my head is going to explode. Painting him is a big jest! His image is just on my mind so I decided to make it funny. I put a mole below his eyes and nose and I made his eyes vey long! Ahahaha. That�s what he gets!

Then the day after after that happening. . . .
�Who�s that?� he asked.
�It�s you.� I replied.
�What a frantic and terrifying thing you put on my face?�
�You deserved it. You�re gone without saying goodbye. Who do you think I am going to paint, Spongebob?�
�Geez, it sucks!� he complained.
�Why cant you see the beauty of my painting? This is what we called �ART�.� then I rolled my eyes.
�Let�s take it seriously. Repeat you work. Ill paint you first. I left you yesterday because my mother was rushed to the Hospital but she�s now fine. I hope you understand.� He explained.
�No, I will, paint you first.� I said.
�No need, me first. You are tired.� He said.
Then because we�re both stubborn, we agree d that whoever reached the paintbrush will be the first one�s going to paint.
And I touched his hands. So soft and so white. Then I won.
�Jarred, make your best post�.
While painting him, I am feeling the butterflies trapped on my belly. His eyes are very round and black. His smiling lips are telling me to kiss it. I love them! I will make sure that every lines and colors are detailed. I want my painting to be alive as him. My work turns to a very beautiful masterpiece I ever made. I am inspired. I felt that someone hit my heart. Is its Cupid�s arrow?

It�s my turn to make a post. I cannot stare straight to his eyes because my face is turning red. He looked into my eyes. His stare is telling me something I don�t understand. And he stopped painting me� telling� �Selena, you look so beautiful. And I don�t need to paint you because I painted a lot of your image before. You are the girl in my dreams. The first time I met you, you caught me my attention. I don�t know why I am feeling this way but I know that you are the one my heart is waiting for a long time.�

Why did he say that words. Before we are just strangers who don�t know each others name but now? He is telling those words.

�The reason I joined this class is because of you. I am following and checking what you are doing everyday so that I can assure that you are fine. Maybe, you can call me crazy, but I did all of that just discover the real you.� Jarred added.
�So you are my secret admirer?�
�Yes I am.� He came near to me. And rub his nose to me. He pressed his lips to mine. My bones chill and I felt his soft lips. I don�t know how to do thi9s thing so I just follow with the flow. I was caught by my emotions. My head is sweating a lot. Then after I loose my breath, I remove his tongue tied to me. He is my first kiss. I discovered that I am a good kisser. Ahahaha

WHY DO I FEEL THIS WAY? It�s so strange. My heart is beating so fast.
As I see his face . . . �I am sorry Selena. Sorry for what happened.� Then he goes out. I touched my lips. Oh my gosh! Why did I do this? Is this the feeling they called �love�? again, the butterflies in my tummy wont stop. He�s been in my mind all night.

After one day, we saw each other again. We are both happy. I answered his question. I answered him �YES� because I love him and I can see his efforts and courage.
We spent a lot of years, happy and contented. There are some quarrels but it�s not deep. I am very thankful that cupid hit our hearts and fell in love together. To love someone