BSB 13/10/1987 Tuesday – Night with Rodrigo

BSB 13/10/1987 Tuesday – Night with Rodrigo

People say good and bad things happen when you least expect it. It’s true! Saturday what I least expected happened. Me, William, Renata, Marcos, Paula, Marcela, Patricia, Cleiton, Rodrigo and Carlinhos went out. First to Gilbero, where we drank. Then to Pontão, where I kissed William. There was no one at the flat. Irma went away and Jane was with her family. So I was alone and defenceless. I invited everyone around. We drank, I was talking to William. I wasn’t drunk, just happy.

Everyone left at 2:40 and then Rodrigo – who would have thought! – held my hand and said he wasn’t leaving. I told him to go, he said no. Well, I always fancied him and he was offering it on a plate. I even believed when he said that he always liked me and some other things that make you so happy that I had no way of saying no. Rodrigo is 18 years old and we have smoked together so many times, but it never really went further than hi and bye. We did almost ‘everything’ and he slept here. It was interesting. I was afraid of the day after. We woke up the next day and got some food at Sky’s and then he went home. Later that day I went to Gilberto in the afternoon to see Rock Memories and only saw him in the evening.

I found out he got off with Renata in my bedroom before me and I was angry, I barely looked at him.

On Monday, a holiday, I decided to go talk to him. He said he was with Renata because I was with William. How would I know that he liked me? We talked for ages, mundane stuff, I didn’t know then that I liked him. I realised it today. We were together with our group of friends, so we couldn’t really talk. In the evening it was the same shit. He kept making conversation, he stayed around (he never stayed around for long). It felt like he wanted to be near me. But when we were about to be alone he left with Carlinhos and went home! I wonder if he has a girlfriend? Maybe he just wanted sex (the horror!)? I think we started things at the wrong end. I’ll speak to him tomorrow or my name isn’t Leticia.