(Fiuk - Google saw)
In one of these afternoons of summer of this 2010, my son called to see me in the TV the pretty young man of who it is fan. But… It was not possible, I I would be travelling in the time? She would be insane person? Not! He was he himself, the new generation. Immediately, I remembered the girl and its dreams and slips.
End of years 70, beginning of the 80…
A rumor rambled for the corridors of Arquidiocesano, it would have new filming in the city. Of this time it would be for the TV and the subject would be young. The presence of the ídolos always was agitation reason and, for the girl, it would not be different.
At that time an actor made enormous success in the seriado one Cirandinha money market. Its name was Fábio Jr and nor of far they distrusted that it was the Mark Davis who we knew of old successes as “Don' t let me cry”. E the girl, as the majority of its friends, if got passionate for it.
The Special Case “Romeu and Julieta” it would be filmed in the city and the main papers would be of Lucélia Santos and Fábio Jr. Happiness!
Immediately, the girl and its friends had faced a maratona of hours and hours in the streets behind filmings, with a considerable distance of its ídolo. That brown face of the TV, was not brown and yes white the point of if seeing the beard under the skin in blue tonality. The hair were not longer and disheveled as they knew, but showed a brush in optimum Romeu style. The young man also was not so high as it imagined. But nothing of this it intervened with its determination. Ah, who knows the girl knows that when it wants some thing… Sai low!
After unfruitful attempts, decided to go to Pharmacy school, where they filmed one more time and, it did not obtain to arrive close to ídolo. The filming places well were surrounded and watched. But before giving up, its last letter played. It was until the room of the reitoria, in the other extremity of the School and was waiting the cousin of its mother, who was who ordered there, after all. E it did not come, the minutes passed and it would have that to go even so not to face the anger of the Xerife, its father.
The cousin did not come. Who lode was Fábio Jr looking for for its cigarette mallet. It must have cried out or been with face of silly, because she only remembers the reaction of it with the pulled smile of side, in that squared and pretty chin.
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It said one “ei” in a inesquecível timbre. Pegou seus pertences e ia saindo quando, num impulso, ela pediu um cigarro e não conseguia nem acender ao chegar perto dele (ela jamais fumou em toda sua vida). Ao aproximar, reuniu todas as suas forças e partiu para um beijo naquele homem que julgava o mais lindo de todos. Assustado, ele se afastou e disse “opa! Menina, você é novinha!” e a beijou na face. Autografou um disco compacto de vinil e foi embora com o mesmo sorriso estonteante com que entrou.A menina, indignada, não quis mais saber do ídolo. Humpft! Rejeitara um beijo seu! E nem era tão alto e nem era mais bonito!
Hoje ela sabe que ele teve uma atitude decente, das que não se espera mais...
Quando deixei a menina adormecer em mim e voltei à minha realidade, fui apresentada a Fiuk, o filho de Fábio Jr. O mesmo sorriso lindo e o mesmo jeito. Então, a ciranda da vida continuou a girar...
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(Fábio Jr - via Google)
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