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2 7 periwinkle blue

Marseille, France.

Finally after countless naps and television we have arrived in my home Country. I look out the tinted windows as we make our way around the beautiful city, tonight the group had decided to go out for dinner to a expensive restaurant.

Victoria and I were to go shopping once we have settled in the penthouse and I'm guessing that Damiano and Ethan would tag along with us like they usually do. Stepping off the bus we are all greeted by the door man ready to take our bags. The hotel is definitely magnificent and has a beautiful structure, I couldn't help but look up and peer at the beautiful stone work.

"Salut, I am Laurent and I can take your bags" he greets us with a smile, struggling with his English I can tell that he needs help and I doubt he speaks Italian.

"Bonjour Laurent, je m'appelle Emeline et je vous aiderais volontiers à traduire leur anglais pour vous, je doute que vous parliez italien, n'est-ce pas?" I ask him.
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(Hello Laurent, my name is Emeline and I would gladly help you translate their english for you, I doubt you speak italian am I right?)

He looks astounded and surprised that I know how to speak French but quickly gives in "Je suis surpris que vous puissiez parler français, et non, je ne peux malheureusement pas parler italien. Mais j'aimerais votre aide, laissez-moi prendre vos sacs, une jolie fille comme vous mérite ses sacs dans sa suite." He smirks.
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(I am suprised you can speak French, and no I unfortunately cannot speak Italian. But I would love your help, let me take your bags, a pretty girl like you deserves her bags taken to her suite.)

I smile at his remark before answering on me last time "Merci Laurent et tu n'es pas si mal toi-même"
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(Thank you Laurent, and you are not so bad yourself)

He smiles before reaching for my bags whilst the other doormen take Ethan, Damiano and Victoria's bags. "Did you guys understand any of what Em said" Damiano laughs while walking beside us.

"Nope" Victoria chuckles "all I heard was blah blah blah "Bonjour" blah blah "Italian" blah blah blah "Jolie" She mocks.

"I was expecting Oui oui croissant baguette" Ethan jokes earning a shove from me.

"So Vic are you going to come shopping with me, I know many great stores out here" I ask. Victoria, who was walking peacefully into the elevator with the rest of us turns to me. "Yes I am definitely coming, as long as you translate for me" She giggles, "of course" I laugh.

The penthouse is definitely much fancier then I expected, a beautiful balcony overlooks Marseille with modernly French decor. Four bedrooms with wide space and comfortable white duvets. Fresh flowers sit in vases on the tables around the penthouse and the balcony doors wide open letting fresh air trail in.

"Wow" is all I manage to say as I run my hand over the freshly dusted fireplace. "This place is pretty but we should probably get going if we want to get some new clothes before dinner" Victoria adds.

"Yes probably" I sigh, walking back to the elevator with Vic I turn to Ethan and Damiano still standing in the penthouse "you guys coming?"

"No we decided to stay, were pretty tired" Dami yawns before we both nod and close the elevator doors. Victoria swiftly turn to me with a devious grin spreading all over her face "How is he?"

"How is who" I laugh, clearly not understanding what she means.

"Ethan!" She squeals "I knows what's going on between you two and I need to know, how is he?!"

Oh god I'm so dumb.

"Ohhhh" I say dumbfounded "we haven't gotten hat far yet" I blush. "Oh come on Em" Victoria sighs "it'll happen some time or another, you have to be brave enough to actually go through with it"

Victoria is probably the only person who actually knows I'm a Virgin.

"I know, I know" I whine as the elevator chimes open "I'm just too scared ok, you can't blame me"

"Whatever Émeline" Victoria laughs "Ethan is an amazing and very kind person, I'm sure that if you tell him he will be gentile, besides what could go wrong?"

I glare at her with a grin. "Yeah" she says "but he can wear a condom! You can go on birth control I don't care! Let's just have fun right now I saw a shop down the road from the hotel" Victoria suggests.

We walk in to a small shop to be greeted by a woman with beautiful longs braids in her hair and tan skin. "Hello girls, take a look around all of our clothes are locally made"

I smile at her before Vic and I go separate ways to scroll through the racks, picking out a few preppy and pretty skirts and a black lace top Victoria walks back with a crimson dress and a pair of shoes.

"That would look so beautiful for dinner tonight" I exclaim in awe to Victoria about the arrivals of clutching in her arms. "I know, that's why I'm buying them" she rolls her eyes sarcastically.

"I just have a few skirts and a top, maybe I'll find something good for the dinner at another store. I want to look absolutely extravagant" I say.

After paying for the clothes we walk out of the shop, trying to decide which store to attend first we settle on a very pretty store called "Lucille's" filled with beautiful pieces.

I walk in and stark to flick through the racks of clothing, in my arms already are an open back black fitted shirt, two pairs of jeans, a checkered vest but a simple dress catches my eye through the racks.

I reach for the hanger and pull out a periwinkle blue satin dress with an open back, simple but elegant I pair it with matte black stilettos. Victoria shows up to the register with her arms full of clothing. Peering at the dress I have in hand she smiles.

"You are going to make Ethan crazy in that dress!" Vic laughs as she hands the man at the register some money to pay for her clothes.

"That's not why I bought it" I laugh "I think it's pretty"

"Oh it's definitely pretty, and it's going to make Ethan flip out!" She giggles.

Ethan Torchio

"How can you tell me you aren't falling for her" Damiano shouts with a cigarette intertwined in his fingers as he throws his hands in the air "she is a hot chick who plays guitar!"

"Well maybe we are sort of falling for each other" I spill, not wanting to keep the secret anymore from my friend. "No shit!" He takes a puff from his smoke.

"How far have you gotten with her?" He quickly starts up another conversation, I smile and scratch the back of my neck. "No we haven't done what you think yet, but we have kissed. Remember when we came in soaking wet?"

"Oh man Ethan you have it good" Dami laugh as he puts out his cigarette on and ashtray, "I know" I sigh "I don't even deserve her"

"Well you are getting a chance to move up a base Ethan, you better take it" he suggests. "Maybe" I trail off "I'll try but I do t know if she's ready for that yet"

"You'll just have to see" he jokes.