Marie is a big Måneskin Fan since the ESC. She can't think about anything else than the pretty bassist.
When she and her best friend visit Italy, her biggest dream comes true.
But a relationship with a superstar is everything but easy. Will it wor...
>> Marie ... Marieee ... Marie wake up! << I wake up and slowly open my eyes. >> You have to go to school or have I missed something? << my father is standing next to my bed. I grumble something and turn away. >> Marie this is not a joke<< says my father and wants to turn me around again. >> You are hot! You probably have fever! << confused, he lets go of me. >> Really? << I ask him, although I already know for sure that I am not feeling well. >> It's okay, I'll call you in sick for today << He walks out of the room and I try to go back to sleep.
When I wake up again, I feel much better. There's a cup of tea on my bedside table. I lean down and take a sip. Then I try to get up slowly. I'm still a bit wobbly on my feet, but I urgently need to take a shower because I'm so sweaty.
In the bathroom I get into the shower. My skin is scorching hot, so I put the water cold. It's refreshing and really good for me.
I have to think about my dream again. It all felt so real. I can still feel Victoria's lips and see the picture clearly, not just a blurry memory that I usually have of my dreams. This was something special.
I turn off the water and get out of the shower. I look in the mirror with a towel wrapped around me. My hair looks almost black when it's wet, although it otherwise is a beautiful hazelnut brown. I put some cream on my face and put on fresh underwear and a bathrobe.
I go back to my bed and take a sip of tea. After I put the cup back down, I take my laptop and open YouTube, because I have nothing better to do anyway.
Time jump: 2 weeks later
I want to be your slave I want to be your master I want to make your heart beat Run like rollercoasters I want to be a good boy I wanna be a gangster 'Cause you can be the beauty
I search for the alarm clock with my hand and turn it off. I want to turn around and sleep another 5 minutes, but then I remember. >> Today is the last day of school! << Suddenly I have a huge amount of energy and I jump out of bed. The thought of having summer vacation gives me motivation for the day.
It's pretty warm today, so I put on black shorts and a white crop top. Over it I wear a beige button up and my docs. I leave my shoulder-length hair open.
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(This is how I imagine the outfit)
I do my eyeliner and put on a pair of earrings with two small mushrooms. Before I leave the house, I look in the big mirror in the hallway. I feel really pretty today. After putting on my shoes, I leave the house.
As always, I meet with Marlena at the bus stop. We go to school and, like every year, everything happens on the last day of school: We all eat together, go to school meetings, and get our certificates. Mine is good as always. I have an average of 1.8 this year which I'm pretty proud of.
On the way home, Marlena and I have an idea: We get out at a drugstore and go to the hair area. >> What color do we want to use? << >> Definitely something colorful << I answer. She takes a red from the shelf, but I just shake my head. >> No, that's permanent, do you see the symbol on the side there? << >> Oh << comes back from my best friend and I put the pack back on the shelf. >> What about this? << She comes running up with a purple tint. >> Where did you get that from? << I ask her and take the box from her hand. >> The non-permanent colors are around the corner there << Marlena points in the direction from which she came. We decide to take the pack and go to the checkout.
When we arrive at Marlena's home, we go straight to the bathroom. I put my things in the corner and wait for my best friend, who has just arrived with two gray towels. >> My mum thinks they have to be dark, otherwise it will rub off << she says and takes off the towels. I pick up my cell phone and turn on some music.
After we're both just sitting there in our bras, I unpack the paint. Marlena is the first to go. I follow the instructions and put the color on her hair. Then she does the same for me.
While we wait, my cell phone plays "Torna a Casa". I close my eyes and start singing softly.
>> Cammineremo per 'sta strada e non sarò mai stanco Fino a che il tempo porterà sui tuoi capelli il bianco Che mi è rimasto un foglio in mano e mezza sigaretta Restiamo un po 'di tempo ancora, tanto non c'è fretta Che c'ho una frase scritta in testa ma non l'ho mai detta Perché la vita, senza te, non può essere perfetta <<
>> Wow << in shock I open my eyes. >> I haven't heard you sing in a long time << I had totally forgotten that Marlena was in the room. >> Uh sorry << I stammer, but she interrupts me >> Sorry? Girl, why have I missed this all these years? << I'm totally confused >> What? << I ask her. >> Since when have you had such a crazy voice? << she asks me euphorically. I just smile and blush.
>> Wait, is that about me? << Marlena listened to the song again. >> No << I answer with a laugh, glad that she no longer speaks about my voice. >> Marlena is the name Måneskin gave their message << >> Those Italians? I knew you liked them, but memorize songs in a language that you don't even speak? Respect << Marlena says surprised >> Actually, I can speak a little Italian. I've learned in the last few weeks << I admit a little embarrassed. Marlena bursts out laughing. >> That's more typical of me, I don't even know such fangirling from you. That must be serious << she giggles. >> Oh, just let me << answer I pretend to be mad.
After we've washed out the paint, we take a few photos.
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Hey I hope you liked this longer chapter. Or do you like shorter ones better? Let me know <3
