CoralineA wave of heat rushes through my body causing me to wake up.
"Why am I on the floor?..."
I pull myself up off the floor and search for my phone.
8:19am.
"I'm gonna be late!"
How the hell did I manage to sleep in?!
And sleep on the floor?
I rush to get my clothes off to change. I grab out whatever's in my reach; a white mid-length top, denim jeans and a grey jacket.
I did not have time for this today. I was meant to shower.
My hairs a little greasy but I have to deal with it.
I grab my laptop off my desk and chuck it in my bag along with my books and phone.
Running out the door into the kitchen, I swing open the fridge and grab out a water bottle.
"Cora, you're late".
I turn to see ma with crossed arms in the kitchen entry. "I know ma, I somehow fell asleep on the floor".
Ma sighs looking me up and down. "Won't you get dress coded in that?"
Looking down at my top I groan. "I didn't think. I'll just zip up my sweater, worst case I have a spare top in my locker"
"Alright. What about food?"
"I'll manage" I yell behind me running out the back door.
There's no way I'll make first period with morning traffic. I'll have to get a late slip.
Pulling out onto the street, i speed off towards the city to take the highway across town to school.
At the most it'll take 30 minutes to get there. It's a shame that I'm going to miss music first up of all classes today.
The silence starts to get too loud, so I turn the dial to turn on the radio.
"Hallo Germany. Willkommen am Monday. Heute Morning spielen wir die Top-Hits. Zuerst spielen wir Måneskin mit Zitti E Buoni"
(*Hello Germany. Welcome to Monday. This morning we play the Top-Hits. First up we have Måneskin with Zitti E Buoni*)The all too well known guitar riff fills the car and I turn the volume up.
"Loro non sanno di che parlo
Voi siete sporchi, fra', di fango
Giallo di siga fra le dita"I start singing along. Although the band is Italian, I understand the words.
I picked up Italian when I was 12 after living in Italy with my dad for 2 years. Dad is Italian, so I'm part German, part Italian. I guess it helps speaking 3 different languages including English.
After winning Sanremo, then moving on to win Eurovision this year, the band has become hugely known worldwide.
I had the chance to meet Victoria from the band when I was 13. This was before she was in Måneskin. She used to do solo bass shows around Rome. A couple months after that, I started seeing her with Damiano, then eventually Thomas and Ethan.
I was moved back with ma later that year. I guess seeing those guys perform kind of inspired me to get out and do it. I knew guitar well before than and was only just starting to sing.
I make it to school just before first period ends and manage to get a late slip.
The bell rings as I reach the classroom.
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Cold Feet
أدب الهواة"Coraline, you're fucking done for if you don't shut that mouth of yours" Coraline was a young singer from the streets of Berlin. She was happy. Until one party changes her life and she finds fame alongside a new life. She makes the mistake of get...