Young at Heart (Angelina Jolie)

Chapter Two: I Had to Find You

I get home still thinking about what just happened to me this day. I met a girl, a really great girl. She seemed to be so smart and made me feel young again, not that I feel old. I can't stop thinking about her. Of course it's not like I'm going to try something with her, but I wish we could just get to know each other better.

Is that going to happen? I don't know. But if it was up to me, I'd make sure it did.

Impatiently I get my phone and call my manager, John, which is also a very good friend of mine. I knew he was the only person who could definitely find her, in case I can't make my way to Starbucks tomorrow.

"What's up, Angie?' I hear his voice on the phone. 'You need me?"

"Yes.' I say. 'Very much."

"Alright, then. How can I help you?"

I had no idea if that was good, or if I was just being reckless as I used to be in my early twenties.

"I need you to find a girl."

"A girl?" He asks emphasizing the word girl.

I laugh. It's been a while since I last asked him to do something like that. I'd pay anything to see his face right now. I could tell he's in shock at this very moment.

"Yes. Her name's Larissa. Rodrigues. With an s. Well, at least it sounded like that when she told me her name. Anyway, just find her."

A moment of silence. I don't like it when people make me wait. I hate it waiting for anything. That's the true reason why I called John; because I don't want to wait until tomorrow. However, if I could at least have her phone number, I'd be much happier.

"Who's her?' He finally asks and sighs. 'If there's something I need to know, now is the right time."

There's nothing he needs to know. I know it is part of his job to worry about me, but I don't think this is necessary.

"She's just a girl I met by chance at Starbucks. It doesn't matter. I just found her really smart.' I say. I was very excited about that, about letting him know what happened today. 'It's been a while since I last met someone like her."

I hear him giggling.

"Fine. I'll find her! Give me a few minutes and I'll call you back with some informations." He says and hangs up the phone.

Maybe I should feel bad about it. Isn't that invasion of privacy? Well, I hope she doesn't feel upset about it, but I guess I won't have to do anything reckless, because we'll meet tomorrow.

I don't know what time it is. I look my watch and see; 6pm. My kids are downstairs making some noises, which totally annoys me. They're all growing up, yet they are always doing childish things. I smile just for thinking about it. My children, growing up. They mean everything to me. Soon I'll be on my own.

I should be sad. How come I not feel that way?

A few minutes. John said he would call me back in a few minutes. It's been an hour and he didn't call me back yet. I go downstairs and see two out of my six kids on the couch, watching Grey's Anatomy. Why does everybody like watching this show? I can't even watch a whole episode without sleeping in the very first minutes of it. Well, if they like it, I won't complain about it.

Shiloh smiles at the moment she realizes I'm watching them. Zahara keeps herself concentrated on the show, while I start pacing around the living room.

I had no idea I could be that anxious. Every single minute I would look at my phone, waiting for John's call. Nothing. Should I have told him more details about the girl? Maybe I should've mentioned there was a very good chance of her being a Brazilian.