- But this is absurd! - The woman screamed in my face - Do you know how much I pay for this school? I pay too much dear! You think you can fail my son? What you earn as a teacher, my husband as a businessman earns in a day.
- Ma'am? Your son can't keep up with the class - I tried not to get the spirit of the bully girl. - And I'm happy for your husband, it just proves how undervalued teachers are in this country.That mother had been yelling at me for a long time and I couldn't stand it any longer having to explain to her that her son would have to fail because he was in no condition to keep up with his classmates, the boy knew absolutely nothing.- Dear? How much do you want my son to pass? - How is that? This lady was crazy - Tell her a thousand, two thousand? I'll pay!No, but what is it? Ah now the spirit comes...- Look lady, with all due respect, take your money and shove it up your ass," I shouted in revolt.That's all I needed! Five years as a teacher and I had never seen or heard such absurdity. A mad and angry mother because I had simply failed her son who knew nothing. It was too much.- Olíviah," Marcia, my principal, shouted, "in my classroom now!There! That's all the witch wanted to ask for my head. The woman was making my life a living hell and certainly seeing me arguing with that student's mother was a good enough reason for her to sign my resignation. I was already feeling that I would be fired from the São Joaquim School.- It is unacceptable what happened," I said, damned witch, "Have you lost your mind? Sending the mother of a student...I won't even repeat it. Well, Olivia, get your things and go home.- But... I was right," she smiled, giving up.- No more, dear! The São Joaquim School doesn't need you anymore.It was absurd! I had just lost my job because of a mother who tried to bribe me. I had worked at the school for years, the school was part of me. I spent more time there than in my own home, I dedicated all my time to that school.- Ok ok ok! - Oh but before I left, Macia was going to listen to me - I couldn't stand to look at your sour face anymore, you unloved old woman. Have a nice day. Witch.I left the Satan's sample room more relieved, after a lot of cursing. But also out of a job. It wasn't possible, this was the school where I liked to teach the most and from one moment to another everything was lost.After gathering all my things and saying goodbye to my co-workers, I picked up my car and drove away aimlessly. I needed to put my mind to thinking for a while.I finally stopped at the Copacabana beachfront to feel the sea breeze for a while.I needed this time alone to think about the things around me. The hours went by and when I looked at my cell phone it was already late. Soon my cell phone rang.- Hello? - I answered when I saw that it was my mother - Calm down mom...it's ok...mom...- I rolled my eyes - I just lost track of time.- Do you realize how worried I was? - She was shouting from the other side, "I thought someone had kidnapped you! Or that something had happened.- Mom? - I tried to calm her down, to no avail - If it was Chris Evans or Henry Cavil kidnapping me you'd love it and so would I...right?!- Olivia, no kidding!- Ok! I'm already going home ok?I lived with my parents and my brothers in Rio de Janeiro. We were the typical carioca family with a pinch of craziness and some confusion in our daily lives.Mom was that black woman, with a beautiful body even though she was 56 years old. My father was white, tall, and looked very much like a Hollywood leading man. My brothers and I were born with the same color as our mother. What differentiated me from my middle sister Rebeca was my hair, which she wore straight and I always wore it curled. My brother Diego, the eldest of them all, had greenish eyes and was quite a copy of his father, actor style.I walked to my car and started it. I had to get home and explain to everyone what had happened, I had to tell them that I had lost my job because I was impulsive.Everything was fine until during my ride home someone hit the back of my car. That was all I needed. It seemed like a prank. The traffic light was closed and even so the idiot behind hit mine. I took a deep breath and got out of the car, huffing and puffing, ready to get satisfaction from that human being. Anyone who was inside the vehicle was going to hear a lot.Even if it is Obama or Beyoncé...I will kick their asses.- Ôoo idiot - I hit the window that was tinted and prevented me from seeing the guy's face inside the car - Open this damn thing, look at the damage to my car? - I shouted.How could a person with a Porsche just ram into the back of a Palio? I kept on knocking until finally the door opened. It was a split second. My mouth went dry and my legs trembled. Wasn't it possible that after all this time this idiot was standing right in front of me? No, no! I blinked my eyes trying not to believe it, but it was real. It was Miguel Henrique, right there in front of me.- Look at me... - He started to speak and then got scared when he saw me - Olivia, is that you?- That's all I need?! What have I done wrong, my God! - I shook my head in disbelief - Look what you did to my car, you idiot!- Blind me? - He raised his eyebrow debauched - You're the one who stopped the damn car, crazy!- Oh, you mean stopping the car at a red light is wrong? - I shouted - You don't change, do you, idiot? Always thinking that being right is wrong.- And you're still the same crazy freak as always, who in their right mind stops the car at a red light at this hour? Even more in Rio de Janeiro.- A normal person - I kept screaming and shouting with hate - Not an idiot, right Miguel Henrique? Look, I'm not going to stay here arguing, I have better things to do than stare at your face.- You're still the same old bitch, you don't change. - I felt that ironic tone in his speech.Hatred rose up in me. At the same time I bent down and picked up a rock and threw it at Henry's car window.I made sure to leave my mark on the idiot's car just as he had done on mine.- You're wrong Miguel, I'm not the same old troublemaker," I smiled as he looked at me in awe, "I'm much worse! And you better not get in my way again. Have a nice day.I left that idiot standing there staring at me angrily and cursing at my last generation. I left his window smashed so that every penny he would pay to have it fixed, he would remember me.I got in the car and started, if I stood there another second it would be his face I would break. And rub 10 years of hatred of that damned goalie on the asphalt.After a turbulent night and having the displeasure of meeting Miguel Henrique again, I finally managed to get home, well and without any further incident. As soon as I got inside I tried to tell my family what had happened at school. At first everyone looked at me scared and a little afraid. My mother never tired of repeating that I was crazy and senseless.- How can you do such a thing? - When I told you to be a teacher, I asked for your inspiration to be me. And I would never do such a thing.- Of course not, woman! - Mom looked at my father with a disapproving look - You would do worse than Olivia, I'd have to take you to jail.But I made it clear to my mother and to everyone else that I was innocent and how liberating it had been to be rid of my abusive former principal.- Mom, stay calm, okay? - I tried to reassure her. I have good recommendations from other schools.- I hope so Olivia, and I hope God will talk some sense into you - I smiled, Martha was always dramatic. A little
I was trying at all costs to get closer to my children, I was trying to give them presents, take them on outings and do their bidding but it was getting harder and harder to have a parental relationship with them.Heitor was much more complicated than Lavinia. Maybe he had picked up my difficult temper and also thanks to Olga's witch the boy didn't respect me anymore. Lavinia was sweeter and less complicated to deal with, she reminded me a lot of her mother.- Hello children, I brought something for you - I showed the transparent wrapping - For Hector a remote control cart and a Barbie for you Lavinia! Did you like it?- Dad? - Heitor looked at me with contempt - I'm not a little kid anymore, ok? Remote control cart? Yikes!- At your age I loved to get one of these! - I frowned - And you daughter?- Look, I'd rather get an iPhone - I looked startled at my daughter! What do you mean? - But that's ok dad, I'm glad you thought of us.I tried to talk, asking about school, friends and othe
I was very excited for my first day of work. It would be a new experience, yes I used to be a teacher, but this time I would dedicate myself to only 2 children and it would also be a new challenge, and if there was one thing that made me willing, it was challenges.The story of the children touched me a lot, for them to lose their mother when they were still young must have been a real blow.For my first day of work I decided to wear a flowered dress down to my knees, loose and a low sandal. The hair was loose.After a last check in the mirror, I went downstairs with my purse and stopped for coffee with my family.- Olivia, as soon as you get to work call me, you know I worry, right daughter? - Mom thought I was 10 and not 28.- I'm glad too mommy," I drank my coffee. "I just hope that my boss is a delicious one.- Then yes, if he is hot send me pictures - Rebecca smiled.- Good,I'm coming - I kissed my mother's forehead.Ok,I was super nervous and with a huge cold in the belly,I said
- Hello Miguel Henrique - I forced a laugh.I imagined myself flying at his neck and punching that idiot in the perfect face so that he would feel enough pain, but I kept my posture.Anderson Silva style...not in defeat of course....After a few minutes I tried not to stare at the idiot,I ended up getting into a conversation with Helena and Camila.avoiding Miguel as much as possible,I tried to focus on my purpose which was my job.I would not have to live with him every day and every hour because Miguel was a famous goalkeeper and of great importance so he spent most of his time at the club training or traveling around Brazil to play.If I poison him maybe not even for a short time...good idea.Little by little I got to know more about Heitor and Lavinia.I discovered that although they were children and twins, they were children with different personalities. And that after Giselle's death, Heitor had become a little more aggressive and quiet, while Lavinia was more docile and needy.
The first few days in the house were not that complicated. I even thought it would be worse, that it would be like in the movies where the children tie you down or make your life a total mess. I thought I wouldn't last the first day.I hadn't been able to get close to Hector, he really was a complicated child to deal with, but his sister Lavinia I had managed to get close to. She was sweet and her manner reminded me a lot of Giselle's when she was the same age. Calm, serene and sweet.I just hope she doesn't steal her friends boyfriend...Ok, it was a sin for me to think that because Giselle was dead and Lavinia was just a child. I had to respect the memory of my friend, but just because she was dead didn't mean she was a saint, right?- Olivia? - The girl took me out of my thoughts - Is it true that you met mommy? I heard Grandma commenting.- Yes, - I shook my head positively - We were friends, I met her when I was your age.- Oh yes - She smiled - I have a great friend like that...
As soon as the social worker walked out the door,I knew for sure,I was going to die or be beaten badly by Olivia. But I had no choice and unbelievably when the woman spoke of bride, marriage or family, I looked over and saw Oly.It was either she was my fake fiancée or I was 100% fucked and without my children that I had been trying so hard to get back.No, I didn't want to have to rely on my ex-girlfriend to help me, much less would she want to help me with this.- My son! What a great idea you had," my mother smiled, "Well, I'll leave you two to talk, okay?I waited for mom to come out and leave us alone,I knew she would yell or mess up my life in some way but in front of my mom it would be embarrassing.- Look,first listen to me…I felt my face burn after the slapping slap…You crazy girl! What was that?- You're such a jerk, aren't you Miguel Henrique? - Her eyes exuded hatred - Have you gone mad? What's in your head?- Olivia? Come on, what's the big deal? - I smoothed the left
I could only be having a bad dream or living in a horror movie. What do you mean? How could I ever marry Miguel Henrique? He was the man I hated most on the face of the earth.Yes, okay, it might be for a good cause, but if I didn't have to remind myself that he was a cheating bastard every time I looked him in the face, it would be a lot easier.- Sister, look, think of the children, okay? - It had been hours since Rebecca was trying to convince me - It must be bad enough to live without your mother and without your father it will be even worse.- Look Beck. I love those kids, you know? Especially Lavinia who I talk to the most - I took a deep breath - But I can't marry that idiot just like that, I hate him. Argh.- I'm starting to think it's the other way around...- I looked angrily at her - Don't look at me like that...it's...just a few months. Oly, stop being silly, take advantage of this situation and make him suffer. I don't know, take money from him, or travel, or make him regr
Olga looked at me with blood in her eyes. While everyone else in that room was smiling. Relieved.Okay, I don't know what had gotten into me and maybe I had gone crazy (again) but I had gotten into the madness of pretending to be the fiancée/future wife of Miguel H. I was not going to let Olga get away with this easily.- Baby...I just got back from the party room and everything is okay! - I hugged Miguel - Baby, I am so happy!Oh, if my mother could see me now, she would see that I am good at lying.- What are you clowning about? - Olga asked nervously.- Clowning around? - Henrique smiled victoriously, holding me by the waist.He was taking advantage of me...bastard!- Ma...but...you were my daughter's friend! - She shouted - Do you want to tarnish her image? Traitors!- As far as I know, here - Helena pointed at us - are two people who love each other and are going to get married. And my son has the right to move on with his life.- We are just rekindling the passion of years ago..