It´s currently raining, so here is part 8

I really need to get home. I´m not quite sure how much more of this I want to subject myself to. Though, Barbara seems to be pleased I´m here. Obviously, nothing going to happen... Hmm, not sure I want to piss off Mr. B too much more. I can see it know, tomorrow or the next day, I´m walking alone at night and WHAM, I get jumped from behind. All because of the jealous boyfriend who doesn`t even realize I`m not interested in his ¨Whatever you want to call it¨ relationship. A friend of Barbara´s approaches, she is in another type of spastic frenzy- constantly punching the air as she approaches. She doesn´t acknowledge me, but instead goes straight towards Barbara. ¨Hola, Amiga¨ she says as she extends a hand and grabs Barbara´s; still punching with the other. ¨Como Esta Chica?¨ she asked while still freneticly punching the air. ¨Vamos y Bailar (Come and dance)¨ Barbara, not feeling the music (I´m not sure anyone would have been able to feel this type of music unless, high) said no. ¨you Cansado, y no me gusto bailar para la musica (I´m tired, and I don´t like to dance to this type of music)¨ Barbara says. Then why the heck are we here!!!!! I ask myself. The spastic woman, with a disappointed face but continued punch, headed back on the dance floor, all the while never noticing me... the guy standing right beside Barbara.

¨Barbara, let´s get out of here...No me gusto la musica¨ I said. ¨No, mi amigos es aqui¨ She said. Some amigos! ¨¿Te gusta la musica?¨ I asked. ¨No¨ she responded I`ve really had just about enough of this evening, if we don`t at least head downstairs, then I`m definitely getting out of here! ¨bueno, vamos abajo (well then, let`s go downstairs)¨ She seemed amenable to this, and the two of us headed downstairs.