The mafia king and the mafia queen

Francisca (Chapter 22)

Arl: No, I am fine. 

Greg: Ok but if you feel ill tell me, and if I'm not in your class and you can't contact me, tell Cole. 

Arl: Ok, fine. 

Greg: The class will be ending in 25 minutes, there is no use going back so let's go to the cafetaria, I don't think you want to go in the grounds, it's too sunny. 

Arl: Yup, lets go. 

We both went to the cafetaria to see Al sitting there. We went and sat with him. 

Greg: Hey, what are you doing here?

Al: The teacher was absent so we have a free period. Many are still in class, talking to their friends, rest went to the ground, but it's too sunny, so I didn't go there with my friends and came here instead. What about you both? What are you doing out of the class. 

Before I could answer Lini said. 

Arl: The class was too boring, we both already know the concepts...

 I cut her midway knowing she won't say about her not being okay. 

Greg: And Lini was not feeling well. 

Al: What? Baby, are you okay? 

Arl: It's nothing I just had an headache. 

Greg: And I was the one who literally fainted right? You had turned so pale suddenly, and you say it's nothing. I was so scared that you just collapsed in my hands when I picked you up.

Then I realized I just scolded her for something that wasn't her fault. 

Greg: I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scold you, I was just scared. 

Arl: It's fine, I know it. 

Just then the bell rang. 

Greg: I guess we all should go to our classes now. Lini, I have a different class now, so I'll walk you to your class. 

She was about to argue but I gave her look, she immediately closed her mouth, nodding. 

Greg/Arl: Bye Al/Sandro. 

Al: Bye Greg, bye baby. 

We left for our classes. 

Greg: Lini, where did Al get the idea of baby suddenly?

Arl: He thinks that I look like a baby while sleeping, which I don't. We have reached, bye. 

She went inside while I went to my class. 

End of POV. 

Arlin's POV: 

I went inside to find Cole was yet to come. I sat down on an empty seat when Francisca came. She smiled at me and was about to sit next to me be but I said her to sit in front of my bench or behind it, knowing Cole will make her sit somewhere else. 

Francisca: What happened to you in the previous class?

Arlin: Nothing, I just didn't have breakfast today due to a rush so I fainted. Yesterday dinner was also very early. 

I lied, not knowing the reason myself.  

Francisca: Oh. And who was the boy who took you outside?

Arlin: He is my brother, Greg. 

Before we could continue talking, Cole came there. 

Cole: Hey Parker. And hi... 

Francisca: Francisca. 

Arlin: Francisca, this is Cole and Cole, she is my new friend Francisca. 

Francisca: Hey Cole. 

Arlin: By the way Cole, I never got to know your surname, I know everything else.  

Cole: Where did surname come up from suddenly?

Arlin: Just asking.  

Cole: It's Evans. 

I froze for a second, that means his brother is Marco Evans. 

Arlin: What about you Frans? I can call you that right?

Frans: Of course you can. And my surname is Espinoza. 

Arl: Cole, is it fine if Frans and her friend join us?

Cole: Sure, as long as your friend doesn't mess with me or Parker, or she might end up hurt. 

Frans: You both are the same, even Arlin had said the same thing. 

Arl: That's why he is my brother, though from other mother. And Cole, I'll be calling you Evans. 

Cole: That's fine with me. Even I call you from your last name only. 

Arl: Well I am not Parker, I am Ruggerio now. 

T: Ms. Parker and  Mr. Evans, may I know what is so important that you are discussing during my class?

Arl/Cole: Sorry sir. 

He went back to teaching. 

Frans: When did he come?

Arl: No idea. 

Cole: I guess we should stop talking now, he has already scolded us once, and Frans might want to study. 

Frans turned her concentration to the lecture. 

Arl: Evans, are your mother and brother in Mexico?

Cole: Yeah. But both are always busy in their work, I don't know where does so much work come from. I mean my mother runs a hotel so it's understandable. 

Your brother is too busy handling mafia. But if Marco is in Mexico, he is really close to us, Virgillio was right. I have to warn the Casso brothers, danger is really close. 

Cole: Arlin, can I ask you something?

He looked serious, but nervous also. Why is he nervous?

Arl: Yeah, ask.

Cole: Why were you so scared of me that day?

Arl: The night before that day, I had seen a dream. 

I explained my whole dream to him. 

Arl: I do remember going there and till drinking lemonades. But after that, I can't seem to remember anything, just like that year. I just remember seeing you beating someone and you looked very angry, in both my dream and at that time. Why was my sight so blurry? I couldn't understand anything.  

Suddenly there were thousands of emotions in his eyes, confusing me more. 

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