The diary of a hip hop dancer: Part 3

She take my money when I'm in need
Yeah she's a trifling friend indeed
Oh she's a gold digger way over town
That digs on me...

16:45. So, the cards are on the table. I am no longer a reasonable woman. I have joined the crowd of sheep. I have a crush on Alex! It sounds so stupid when I say it out loud. I don't even know what this is. I don't want to have a crush on him. He is so not the type of guy I usually go for. And he's still a self-centered jerk. But I'm still a girl, and we can be so shallow sometimes. Oh God, he totally destroyed my shell. My freakin' shell that had: 'I'm a sophisticated intellectual, I don't dig pretty boys with an overdose of self esteem.' written all over it! It's all his fault! For being a madly handsome human being. I hate saying this, but... He seems to be... irresistable.

16:58. Things are still the same. For Christ sake, I have butteflies in my stomach when I think about him! I think I should see the doctor...

18:30. Going out. I can't stand this room, it's making me claustrophobical. It feels like the walls are closing in on me or something. Let's neglect the fact that my room measures 5×5 square metres...
Stella called, asked me if I wanted to go to the cinema with her, Natalie, Jules and Kat. I said yes, naturally... And here I am, in front of the closet, not knowing what to wear, just because I had a 0,3 second flash that I might run into Alex. I can't believe that guys can be such a mental burden. I never really realised that, until now. The first of my previous 'love affairs' lasted long enough that I could find out how to kiss a boy and not bite his tounge out. We all know that the first one is silly and embarrasing when you're remembering it. And you remember it forever and it doesn't matter if it was nice or completely horrible. It's like (in my case) a tatoo that you don't like anymore when it heals. You can't get it off, as you can't forget your first love. Well, eventually you forget it when you're 80 years old and you don't care about those things anymore.
And as for the other, the idiot didn't know how to treat a lady. After I chucked him off I didn't have the energy to be with another loser again. And now along comes Alex. He's not a loser, obviously. He is a proffesional dancer, and I love dancing. And he is nice and funny... But it's his arrogance that I just can't stand. He's like a rich spoilt kid who's always looking for confirmation and never giving one. Boys are weird.

18:45. Ah, I'm philosophizing when I should have been already dressed. I put on a red top and black jeans. Then I throw some things like lip gloss, cell phone and wallet in my bag and go downstairs. Dad is in the kitchen, studying. I decide not to interrupt him and go to the living room, where mum and Kyle are playing Scrabble. Looks like I'm the only one having a life in this house.
"I'm going to the cinema with my friends, mum." I say and ask her for her Chanel nr.5 perfume.
"Don't do anything stupid with your gal-pals, okay?" Mum lectured while she took the perfume out of her purse and sprayed it over me. I rolled my eyes and sighed. "Mum, we're going to the cinema. It's not like we're going on a Marilyn Manson concert and smoke our asses off." Mum was kind of wild when she was young, that's why she can be really bossy sometimes. But then again, she's really cool, because she's not that old and conservative, and understands me really well.
"Mia, you're going out?" Dad shouted out of the kitchen.
"Yes, I'll be back soon, we're just going to the cinema with the girls."
"Have fun then. And... Sorry about the pocket money." Dad didn't give me any pocket money this month, since we have a 'financial crisis'. I said it's okay, Stella could lend me some for the movie. I waved goodbye, took my black short jacket and I was off to the street.

19:00. Stella and the girls were gazing at me like a bunch of Japanese tourists.
"You're on time! That happens like once in a million years!" Kat said.
"Oh don't be dramatic, I just had some spare time, because I started dressing up early." I replied. The girls immediately put their 'something's going on, eh?' faces.
"So... What's his name?" Natalie asked, smiling.
"What are you talking about?!"
"Mia, it's Saturday evening. Everyone is in the cinema or in one of the cafés around it. That means a lot of boys." Jules insisted.
I blushed and that gave me away.
"I knew it!" Natalie laughed.

19:10. We went to a café and ordered 5 hot chocolates. And eventually they got it out of me. They didn't seem surprised.
"Alex is a typical guy. It's obvious that he likes you too, he's constantly teasing you and things like that. And taking in mind the flirt that you had in the dance studio yesterday, I'd say my calculations are correct." was Jules's opinion. Others didn't even have to speak, they all agreed with her. I sighed. Well, here we are then. He likes me, apparently, I like him, obviously...
I should buy a book or something, because my life is going to get quite confusing.

SLOVARČEK
reasonable - razumen
shell - lupina/oklep
to neglect - zanemarjati
burden - breme
to chuck off - znebiti se/'odj*bati' :D
gal-pals - prijateljice