Billie Bob Taylor-Pereira
Benedito, the idiot, was trying very subtly to hold my hand as we watched the movie. His fingers would creep onto mine before he would lace them together. I allowed it for a few seconds but then I had to eat my snacks so I ended up gently wiggling out of them.
I could barely pay attention to the movie. During my teenage years I always had to make the first move when I went to the cinema with a girl. It felt like a right of passage when you would sneakily hold her hand, wrap your arms around her shoulders or make out. I thought if I played the role, women would make more sense to me but I would end up wishing I was making out with the boy on the soccer team I had a massive crush on instead.
