Romancing The Jungle
Girl Almighty. (28th Chapter)
…The Next Day (At Night)...
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Valerie's POV:
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Last night was a complete struggle, yet in a funny way ot be precise. Helping my aunt in teaching Harry about signifiers was a incredibly tiring. Harry understood completely how to refer to himself as I and me, instead of using his name instead. It was a good thing that the green-eyed charmer knew about these, because I wouldn’t want anyone of the invites to make fun of him.
I would rather leap on them animally, just like Harry did to Charlie the other night. After my aunt’s departure, I sat down with Harry and told him that I am throwing him a party. Since Harry doesn’t have a birthday yet, I decided that this soiree would be themed to his first special birthday. Even though my father was able to identify his current age, I needed to teach Harry the true joy in the celebration of a new age.
He knew what a birthday is, from the movies and tv shows that we watched together. Yet, the poor guy never witnessed one; and I plan on making it the best he’ll ever have. I also made sure to make Harry promise me that our little kissing share should not get out to anyone and to stay a secret between us. He was curious why I would want that, but I assured him it will be for the best for us together.
I don’t even want to imagine the amount of trouble that I would get from both my aunt and my father. They would literally forbid me from being with Harry, maybe even figure out a way to separate us. They might consider me that I am taking advantage of his innocence, but I truly am not. The liking level is increasing day by day with a mixture of infatuation and a pinch of lust.
As for now, the make up artist and my personal hairdresser are surrounding me from both sides; glamouring me into a presentable elite. I made sure to pick out a dress from the ones I bought when I was out with Harry on his first day of shopping. I knew it would come in handy, the fabric itself spoke a dramatic story that could make anyone cry if they looked at it a lot; yes it was that touching. “All done, honey.”
The hairdresser smiles as she drops the last strand smoothly, while the make up artist detaches the lipstick from my mouth. I stare at myslef and smile, knowing for a fact that no one would come close to my beauty this evening. I even made sure to wear my contact lenses, just so that my glasses wouldn’t clash with my attire.
I open the door, thanking them as I get out of my bedroom. The two humans scatter down the stairs in a hurry, as I make my way down in pure grace and elegance. I notice the familiar faces pinning their eyes at me, as I smile with my chin raised upwards; feeling like a girl almighty. Some of the girls whisper to each other in a mutter of envy, others claim I am a fake but truly they are just jealous.
I don’t give a huge care, at all. I make sure to greet every single one of them, once I am in the lobby. I notice my father and aunt dazing into my appearance from a distance; admiring how their blood relative is smashing it this evening. But, tonight is certainly not about me. It is about the birthday boy, who I still have not scene anywhere around; where could Harry be?
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Valerie's POV:
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Last night was a complete struggle, yet in a funny way ot be precise. Helping my aunt in teaching Harry about signifiers was a incredibly tiring. Harry understood completely how to refer to himself as I and me, instead of using his name instead. It was a good thing that the green-eyed charmer knew about these, because I wouldn’t want anyone of the invites to make fun of him.
I would rather leap on them animally, just like Harry did to Charlie the other night. After my aunt’s departure, I sat down with Harry and told him that I am throwing him a party. Since Harry doesn’t have a birthday yet, I decided that this soiree would be themed to his first special birthday. Even though my father was able to identify his current age, I needed to teach Harry the true joy in the celebration of a new age.
He knew what a birthday is, from the movies and tv shows that we watched together. Yet, the poor guy never witnessed one; and I plan on making it the best he’ll ever have. I also made sure to make Harry promise me that our little kissing share should not get out to anyone and to stay a secret between us. He was curious why I would want that, but I assured him it will be for the best for us together.
I don’t even want to imagine the amount of trouble that I would get from both my aunt and my father. They would literally forbid me from being with Harry, maybe even figure out a way to separate us. They might consider me that I am taking advantage of his innocence, but I truly am not. The liking level is increasing day by day with a mixture of infatuation and a pinch of lust.
As for now, the make up artist and my personal hairdresser are surrounding me from both sides; glamouring me into a presentable elite. I made sure to pick out a dress from the ones I bought when I was out with Harry on his first day of shopping. I knew it would come in handy, the fabric itself spoke a dramatic story that could make anyone cry if they looked at it a lot; yes it was that touching. “All done, honey.”
The hairdresser smiles as she drops the last strand smoothly, while the make up artist detaches the lipstick from my mouth. I stare at myslef and smile, knowing for a fact that no one would come close to my beauty this evening. I even made sure to wear my contact lenses, just so that my glasses wouldn’t clash with my attire.
I open the door, thanking them as I get out of my bedroom. The two humans scatter down the stairs in a hurry, as I make my way down in pure grace and elegance. I notice the familiar faces pinning their eyes at me, as I smile with my chin raised upwards; feeling like a girl almighty. Some of the girls whisper to each other in a mutter of envy, others claim I am a fake but truly they are just jealous.
I don’t give a huge care, at all. I make sure to greet every single one of them, once I am in the lobby. I notice my father and aunt dazing into my appearance from a distance; admiring how their blood relative is smashing it this evening. But, tonight is certainly not about me. It is about the birthday boy, who I still have not scene anywhere around; where could Harry be?
Notes
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6/9/15