I needed to blow off some steam. Gabriel made me itch, and that girl Alexis made my adrenaline rise. So, I decided to travel through the city of Rome to get my head clear and leaped on the massive rail bus heading into the city. I just let myself calm, thinking about my babies.
No, I don't mean my children, I mean my siblings, and my best friends Selena, and Kali I'm too young for kids. They were the only ones I had of family. Now, I don't know what to do, because I'm not by their side. I keep thinking about them, worrying about them, missing them. I sit back and let my head roll back and I feel the soothing rolling back and forth of the transit bus line 98 Paola as it drives around from Vatican Gardens down the long serpentine strip to Via di Porta Cavalleggeri twelve and a half miles.
It was long, red, and it was very vintage, created from industrial tech, the seating was leather with long poles, and a light board above that explained where we were going. So just for now, I close my eyes breathe, and enjoy the ride. Time ticks by slowly and I feel myself drift off to sleep and of memories of being in a big house in Florence with strange technology and books lots of books, the big brother of two little sisters, both about the same age I was just turning into a slightly older teen, and my sister brought Kali in because she was lost and she had no memory but her story came up that she was born in the middle of triest execution factory in WWII in 1945.
given that she was busy with playing music in that time music was a big thing right now in Italy in the 19th century, guitars and harmonicas, She felt we needed more people in our life and she acknowledged that it was lonely without our mom and dad and caretaker.
I fell in love with her, She seemed so shy but I knew she knew Selena and I cared for her; she had alot of premise. She had the most beautiful blue eyes like deep sapphire oceans but once we accepted her, no when she accepted us, she shifted her eye color to match ours-It melted my heart and slightly shocked us both. Our emerald eyes are unique, they aren't regular green,they sharp, and lustered,dangerous in their uniquenes so once I saw her Scarlet-haired self with our bloodline eyes, she officially became a part of our family and a part of our hearts.
We did so much while our parents were gone traveling they were explorers, like travelling caves, and going to beaches, and taking travels through parks, but my Dad was in the reserve for the military or sot the story goes- it was just after World War II and my Mom bless her heart, She was an army wife and they were both explorers and worked in the church with Selena and me alone with her but now she had to handle Kali too; it was a bit much for her at times.
Luckily, that was the part where we cared for Kali and Mom cared for us.
Suddenly, the atmosphere changed and the bus lerched to a stop and I heard the doors open and then it went back to moving, but my spirit seemed to act in alarm; something wasn't right it was in that moment I heard something shake loudly and that bugged me. so I open my eyes to see what idiot had a deathwish, and Alexis is sitting next to me, she seems pretty calm, but my senses are going wild. I look at her, quietly waiting for her to speak.
"Nice day huh, the good first impression for making enemies. You think you're so hot for the response from me and gabriel but you're tangling with the wrong girl, Cale" again there's that name it makes my skin crawl Cale, what a horrid nickname "As for getting everyone to laugh at me? I think you should seriously consider yourself lucky that our students and our teacher were there and that people are surrounding us now. people have died around me for less," and she shook her iced drink for effect.
I listen, clearly silent, mainly to tell if there were people around but IM sure we were alone, I thinks he was bluffing this machine has almost 30 seats and I know for a fact if "people" were on the bus I would notice them, for that reason I was contemplating if I should consider this as her ego and go ahead ignore it as her trying to heal her pride or if she's asking for a fight, I already am Itching for a knife to put in her back for waking me with her drink, and if there weren't anyone around but the bus stop she couldn'tt stop me from REALLY putting her in a "bad predicament" so I just wait for her next move.
She has a drink in her hand, I can hear the ice as she shakes it clear trying to rile me, apparently, she can tell I was trying to sleep, but sure princess sign your deathwish- but I'm still quiet so I question her, starting by calling her a dirty invalid in Italian. "di nuovo tu, sporco invalido what's stopping you? You sat next to me while I was vulnerable, shaking your drink while Im trying to sleep and your clearly Hostile towards me- so what's stopping you from pulling a blade on me if you have one? the non existant people on this machine behemoth? Do you know what I think? I think you can talk and then wait for me to swing, then you'd get your big brothers on me like you did Gabriel this morning- so you don't get in trouble. I see how you run princess, you ain't sly.
Sad to say I'm not the kind you can bend over your knee and I'm not afraid of threats from your connections because, in the end, the difference between you and I is that you talk and I act. Let me tell you now I think you should seriously consider yourself lucky you are just out of reach,like on the other side of the bus, but go ahead give me a reason to think you are worth it little girl, watch me tear out your throat, and not break a sweat I'm not one to be trifled with...the only reason your not getting your face slammed into the window of this bus for this morning is that there's witnesses,or is there? I haven't looked but do you really want me to check? I dare you to pull something give me a reason to stretch my muscles...you'll regret it.."
I try to lay it as thick as possible because I sense she's preparing to do something a moment of silence passes and she shakes her ice then I look slightly as she gets up and walks to another seat much farther away from me that's when I pull the line on the massive red rail bus to sign to get off temptation is always an action away...
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