Entry for August 22, 2007

It happened last night when I received a sudden phone call from a guy I barely knew. He told to take my ass all the way to café campus where the action was going on for 7$ pitchers.

When I got there at 10:30 there was a long line-up in front going side to side like a maze. I stood in front of all my friends in the line-up guarding our spot. After 45 mintues, when we were about to get in, I saw a girl sneaking ahead of us from the tail to the head of the line-up. When she started settling in her new position, I started a conversation over my shoulder

Mask : That was a smart move!

Angel: Was it?

Mask: You know you are not allowed.

Angel: I am not?

And she started going back to her earlier position. As she was passing me by, I grabbed her hand softly and looked in her eyes saying “hold on a second! I think I like you to be in front of us”. She thanked and looked at her friends and me asking for permission to let them join her. I turned my head back and forth to she and her friends. While I was staring in here eyes, I gave her a huge smile and approval of their re-union.

Mask: Are you guys new to town?

Chubby: no we are not (with a strong British accent)

I started showing higher values by socializing with random people and the chubby girl. I gave Angel a chance to think about me and a kind of regret not talking to me. After a few minutes I got back to her saying:

Mask: where are you from?

Angel: guess?

Mask: You are from heaven. You are the angel God promised men.

A wide laughter appeared on her face and then she came and kneeled to pray in front of me as she was practicing Buddhism. I was stunned. I was in. We bought our tickets and after 20 minutes of fun I joined them in the first floor. They were dancing with guys wearing construction workers helmets. I grabbed a pitcher and sat a few seat away from them with my friend. For a few minutes, I ignored them and went dancing with my friends in the dance floor. Then I headed back to them dancing in the corner and did a little of my swing dancing tricks. The British girl liked it and I saw Angel’s jealousy. We moved up to the second floor and I found Angel in the arms of construction workers dancing. I though I blew it. I took a chair and sat next to Chubby and I saw Angle coming over to chat with the British while ignoring me. I was out of the frame or at least that’s what I thought. A new good song came over. I gave it the last shot. While leaning back, I extended my hands asking for hers saying if she wants to dance. I grabbed her hands and softly press it. I got a pressure back as an IOI. We started swing dancing and I started teaching here an aggressive way where bodies seductively rub each other. When I was pulling her towards me for the last time, I kissed her neck. She thanked and walked away to her friends. They were leaving. As she was wearing her coat I went among Angel and Chubby asking for her phone. She said I gave it to you already. I though she was drunk and might have mistaken me. I asked once more and she insisted not has already given it to me. I said bye and left the club.