July 6, 2005
Dear Diary,
Ok, I'm like… I don't even know how to describe it…. Frantic? I'm frantic?! Gosh! I don't know… Maybe I should just start from the beginning. Gosh dang it! I don't even know where the beginning is! And now I'm crying because I'm so confused!!! Ok, I just… Ugh! I need to get some things out so I won't feel so horrible and jumpy.
I had this great day with Luca. We went into town and hit these awesome little jewelry shops and boutiques. It was like, the entire town was a chain of Sadie-esque shopping delights. Of course, I bought tons of stuff for myself. I just couldn't resist. I might just have to eat bread and water for the next week or two with my freshly bare wallet. But my goodies were definitely worth it.
But that's not my point. When it got later, Luca basically rushed me out of the shopping spree. We went to this bridge overlooking the Arno River. Tongs of other people were there, but the scenery was too beautiful to mind the crowds. Standing on the Ponte Vecchio and looking out at the golden sunset over the soft blue-green current… That's a sight that would get to anyone.
I guess it got to Luca good. First, he just kinda put his arm around my waist and huddled closer. I don't know what's wrong with me, I guess I just blamed the crowds for us being pushed together. But when he put his hand on top of mine, that definitely sent up red flags. I tried to pull away subtly, but he grabbed my hand in his. so, that freaked me out a little, but he slipped this cute bracelet onto my wrist. It had these gorgeous pink and purple crystals on it, and I guess while I was staring at it, I totally forgot Luca and I were holding hands.
Then all of a freakin' sudden, he pulls me closer by the hand and I land in his arms and on his lips!!!
That is one GIANT no no! I'm with Tommy! And I'm happy with him! I just don't understand how I could be that stupid and weak to let that happen!
Tommy was already pissed enough about Luca… This might really ruin things. I don't know what I'm going to tell him… Or if I'll even tell him anything.
Sadie
P.S. I ran away crying and called for a cab.