Loving Altman
CHAPTER 1:
'D' Feels
I could barely breathe. My heart stopped for some infinite seconds, just seeing him, smiling and I definitely was not the reason. That was enough to go deep into, as Lana says, a big Summertime Sadness.
I mean, I couldn't understand how George Altman could forget me that quick. He was with a stupidly non-fashioned and rock-weirdo kinda girl… And I must admit that broke my heart into many crystal pieces. That's kind of funny 'cause I sell them, the crystal… and crystal pieces too; anyway, he destroyed me as Miley Cyrus in "Wrecking Ball", I played the wall in the video.
After that encounter with him and his terribly bad smelling dog, I have decided I must and will forget George Altman, forever and ever. Even though my heart still beats more for him than for a Coco Chanel new runway, and I know that deep inside of me I will always regret myself for breaking up with him; But these feelings have to change, I must stop falling for him and begin to "fall-get" him.
Next day, George Altman woke up and suddenly realized he had a tremendous mixture of emotions. He was pretty excited of actually making Dallas think he was indifferent to them meeting, but in the opposite side, in his coherent side, he simply knew he wasn't. He still loved her very deeply, but at the same time he kind of hated her for playing with him.
He proposed a goal to himself, delete all the memories that included Dallas, and begin a new star with Nora. Maybe this new girl could be the solution to finally clean up all the things Dallas Royce broke inside him.
- Hey Tessa.
- What's up, George?
- How do I look?
- You look (Pause) Fine? I guess?
- Come on, you asked me to move on, and I am really trying… If you could, (hesitates)… Whatever forget it.
- Okay, Okay. You look cool. (She laughs) Are you trying on someone? (She asked while eating cereal)
- No. I am just moving on. (He smiles)
- Can I at least know where are you going?
- I'm just taking Nora for something to eat. Maybe sushi, she likes it.
- Oh… Nora, the vet, right?
- That's her. (Assures he has his keys) Bye, take care.
- You too.
- Mommy where is my pink zebra-cheetah skirt?
- Why don't you ask Carmen?
- Do I have to repeat it?
(Carmen interrupts)
- Mrs. Royce you have some visits.
- Who is it? (Dallas goes to a mirror to check her hair)
- Mrs. Sheila.
- Oh my gosh, this is so weird. What in earth is Sheila doing here? (She thinks for a moment and looks back to Dalia) Did you do something to Lisa?
- No.
- Dalia Oprah Royce!
- I said no.
Dallas hit her way to talk to unexpected Sheila. She felt surprised not noticing the big hole her house had on top of the roof, just above Dalia's room. Dallas thanked Sheila for her kindness act. After Sheila left, Dallas was shaking, and she didn't know the reason. Suddenly, she took a deep breath and came back to life asking to herself, again and again… "Why?" She rapidly realized she needed and architect, once again she needed George Altman.
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