The following are a series of journal entries from one of my journals from High School. Within it's pages, I document a short lived love story between me and a 21 year old guy from Brazil that my best friend Andrea sets me up with. I tried to edit the entries so they were easier to read. I wanted this documented somewhere online. My plan is to eventually turn the entries into a short story. But I really wanted to share the real and true story, before making it into a work of fiction to share with the masses. If you have come across this. I hope you enjoy this High School Romance story about a girl and her first love.
Dear Journal,
I found someone to keep my mind off of other boys for a while. His name is Frederico, but he prefers to be called Fred. I call him Fred out of respect for him, but when I speak to others about him he is either Freddie or Frederick.
I met him through my best friend Andrea. We went on a double date and she was with Frederico's cousin Gabriel. Now, this guy is so good looking that when you think about him you have to stop, sigh and picture him for a moment. Anyways, we really hit it off. At least I think we did. We even exchanged numbers!
Andrea and I sang for them in the car and I was so surprised at how confident I was and then the guys clapped. It was the most fun I've had in quite a while, despite the fact they are both 21, which might scare my parents a bit. Maybe he didn't even really like me! But, I still had such a blast and for him to like me would just be a major plus.
Tomorrow we are going to try and go out again. I'll keep you updated.
Love Always Amanda
01/27/00
Dear Journal,
Today was not a very good day. I got to school and immediately remembered Frederico. The truth is, I found out, that he really did like me. We went out with just me, Gabriel and Frederico. We went to a movie and he opened doors for me and held my hand in the theater. He is such a sweetheart. The only thing wrong with him is that he smokes which is sickening at times, but I can deal. I wish I could get to know him better. He is leaving on Tuesday, Feb. 1st, 2000, to Houston, TX to visit his half sister. I don't know if he is coming back. He lives in Brazil. I always get the guys who hurt me somehow in the end.
For example; I have a week to get to know Frederico and get him to know me enough to remember me. Andrea says to kiss him, leave him with a priceless and precious kiss. It's a good idea, but I have never and I mean never made the kissing move. I have never had the guts to lean forward and kiss someone unless they move first. It's part of my major fear of rejection.
Love Always Amanda
02/06/2000
Dear Journal,
The picture on this page is Freddie and I. His true name is Frederico. He left for Brazil on Tuesday of
this week. In the photo we are at a movie theater right before our last movie together.
About my last day with Frederick. After my speech meeting with Mrs. Ellison, I waited for him at the table by the front door to my High School. I was talking to to some friends when suddenly I felt his hand on my back. I turned around smiling and grabbed my backpack and all of my stuff and walked with him to the car where Gabriel was waiting. I sat in the front and Frederick took my backpack to the back seat with him.
I was very outgoing and confident the whole night. First we went to a frozen lake and made some snow angels. We did the angels because Gabriel kept telling us to. We kept saying no, but then they both turned to me and said that if I made a snow angel first, they would too. I said no at first, but right when we were about to leave, I turned to them and said. "You guys wouldn't really do angels if I did, would you?" All of a sudden Fred jumped into the snow, put his hood on and made a snow angel. We took pictures of it
and I asked if I still had to make one. Fred kept saying no, and Gabriel said I had to because I said I would. I decided it was my last chance so I said. "I'm gonna make one!" Fred kept saying "No, Amanda, you don't have to do this." As if it was such an awful thing to do. I made a snow angel and wrote my name by it. We took pictures and I was wet and cold at the same time. It was okay though because we all were wet and cold together.
After that we went to see Andrea at work, then to a movie where Freddie held my hand the entire movie. On the way home I gave him one of my teddy bears with my perfume on it. I also gave him a few other things and he smiled at me with such a cute look on his face. Then he pulled me close and held my hand and stroked it all the way home. When we got to my house, he grabbed my backpack for me and I got out and right as I was about to grab my backpack from him, he grabbed my waist with his other hand and started to kiss me. First it was tender with no tongue, then a little tongue, then back to romantic. He had the softest lips. It was the most unique and wonderful kiss I have ever experienced.
Even though we only knew each other for a short time. I know I have strong feelings for him and I really miss him. I hope he at least comes to visit me this summer.
Love Always Amanda
12/02/00
Dear Journal,
Frederico just recently wrote me the sweetest letter telling me he might be coming here in January and that he misses me! There is nothing wrong with him, he's wonderful!
Love Always Amanda
01/25/01
Dear Journal,
Frederico was supposed to come pick me up at school today, because he is back in town and he wanted to get together. But he stood me up. However, he called on Friday and very sincerely apologized for not being there to pick me up. He said he tried to get a hold of me on Wednesday, but no one answered. He apologized like a million times and said that if it would have been him, he would have been really upset. So he understood where I was coming from. So, on Sunday we went out after the football game - as in the Superbowl. I was pretty sure this was going to be a boring night.
We went to perkins by my house and just talked and laughed. Then Frederico said "I have to go to the bathroom." I was like "Thanks for sharing. It's over there." And I gestured to where the bathroom was. He looked at my like I was a crazy person. He went to the bathroom and when he came back he kept finding excuses to put his arm around me and every time he did, I blushed a little bit more. When he grabbed my hand, I'd have to say I turned bright red, and I really tried hard to hide it. It was very late and I was tired, so when he started to caress my hand, I thought I could fall asleep. But while I was fighting to stay awake and stop blushing, Fred started making jokes and talking about things to make Gabriel and I laugh.
One of the things he said was about an email he got that said Mickey Mouse and Batman and Robin are Gay. I don't remember the rest of it. But whatever the joke was it was funny enough for us both to laugh. The next thing he said was about why Popeye and that big guy always fight over Olive. I was like "Because she's beautiful." Fred said. "No, She's ugly." We laughed and laughed. I don't think she's ugly, but he surprised me with his comment, plus I was still fighting all the blushing.
He held my hand and stroked it the whole time. Then Gabriel destroyed my night by checking the time. It was time for me to go, and Fred is so respectful of me and my family that he was worried about getting me home late, so we had to go. He insisted on paying as usual. He opened the car door for me, being the gentleman that he is, then when we got in the car he put his hand by my seat motioning for me to hold it frantically. It was so cute when I finally found out what he was doing. When we got to my house, he said he'd walk me up to my door. He walked me up and he stood and talked for a while. I was so cold that I was shivering all over, trying not to make my voice shake.
He gave me a hug then he was talking about how it was easier for him to tell what I was thinking and feeling than it was with Andrea. Then all of a sudden we heard a vroom vroom from Gabriel's car in the driveway. I looked at Fred and I was like. "I think that is your signal." He was like "Yeah, Gabriel probably wants to go." Well, Fred obviously didn't want to go because he smiled, took my hands and talked to me some more. Eventually we heard the vroom vroom again and Fred said he'd better go. I hated to hear that. So I just gave an uncomfortable laugh as he moved in and again gave me the kiss of a lifetime, it just felt so right. When a man can caress your cheek with his hand and you get tingles all over, he has got to be special. He said that he hoped to see me again. He kissed me again and I cherished it with all my heart. He said Goodbye and left. He hasn't called me since, but when I went up to my room that night and closed my eyes, I just remembered that last kiss over and over and over again. I wrote something about him.
As I look into his crystal blue eyes, he moves closer and closer to my lips. Smiling, he touches his lips to mine. My stomach fills with happy butterflies. I smile when he backs away and he smiles back and moves slowly towards me again to give me yet another amazing sensation of affection. I tremble from the cold as I once again, say goodbye to my Brazilian prince. I watch him go as yet another tear, more full of love than the last, falls from my eye.
Love Always Amanda
02/01/2001
Dear Journal,
I thought I wasn't every going to see Frederico again. I called him on Gabriel's Birthday, which was on Tuesday. I talked to him for only a minute before he told me he had to go. He asked if I wanted to talk to Gabriel and I said, Sure! When he got on the phone, I said Happy Birthday and told him to tell Fred to call me, I don't care how late it is. Gabriel was like "Are you sure?" and I was like "Yeah"I said "Have fun!" and hung up the phone. As soon as I hung up, I just started crying. I couldn't believe I would have to wait another year to see him.
Suddenly, he called me back and asked if I wanted to go to Mystic Lake Casino for Gabriel's Birthday. I was like; "Are you serious?" and he was like "Yeah". So I said yes and he said they'd be there in 5 minutes to pick me up. I was basically ready to go except to wipe the mascara from my eyes. I went down to tell my Dad the great news. He was reluctant to let me go at first, but I promised him that I would get up and go to school in the morning and that I wouldn't miss the bus. So, he let me go.
I wasn't nervous at all. I just wanted to see him. When he got there it was so slippery on our driveway that Gabriel couldn't get all the way up. When I was walking down to the car. Frederico was attempting to come up to me. I was only halfway down when I got to him and started slipping down. He grabbed on to me and I grabbed on to him as we slid down together. It was actually pretty funny. But also, freaking adorable. He opened the car door for me and I got in the front with Gabriel and talked to him about his birthday and whatever else I could think of. I didn't want him feeling like a third wheel on his birthday. Frederico kept asking me if I was okay because on the phone I sounded really sad.
Frederico didn't touch me the whole ride there I kept saying to myself that this night was going to suck, but it didn't. I had a wonderful time. I watched him gamble for a bit and then we sat and talked on the gambling stools for a while. I can still feel his hand on my back and see his smile. When time was up at the casino, I felt really bad. The crying feeling in my throat came back. He saw that I was sad, so he opened my car door for me and let me in. Then he held me and stroked my hand the whole way home. The song "Angel" by shaggy played on the radio and it became our song.
When we got to my house we stood outside my door and hugged and kissed a little. He was about to leave when I confessed why I was sad. I didn't want him to leave me again. He held me and said that he didn't want to leave either. Then he kissed me. A LOT! and all of the sudden we heard Gabriel yell something in Portuguese. He had to go. I told him to wait. I ran inside and up to my room and I got Henry (My well-loved stuffed dog.) and put my perfume all over him. I ran back down and gave it to him. He gave me what I thought was going to be one last kiss, but then he kept coming back for one more. He literally did that like 10 times. Then as I giggled, he finally left and blew me a kiss on his way down the stairs. I miss him.
Love Always Amanda
I never heard from him again. No letters or phone calls as far as I know. The rest of my journal is talking about my college plans and then my final days before college. I know that no matter what happens. I will never forget him. It helps that I have these journal entries to remind me, but I'd say my relationship with him was the first time I had strong feelings for a guy and the first time I really fell in love. I wast too afraid to admit such a thing at the time, but looking back on those moments, I know that it's true.
No comments:
Post a Comment