I am sitting in Angies class and I can feel the tense between Leon and Violetta. I am currently sitting with Leon.
"Can't you just tell her" he asked "No you have to tell her, Leon" I replied "But she won't listen to me, please Fran" "....fine, I'll talk to her" i said irritated "Thank you" he said as he hugged me I saw Violetta looking at us from the other side of the room. Oh no I need to talk to her. I walked over to her and sat down beside her.
"Hi" I said "Did Leon send you?" she asked "No.... Well yes......but Vilu you need to listen" "Fran I know what you're gonna say, but I know what I...." she started "The girl you saw Leon with was his cousin" I cut her off "....what?" "Yes that's what he was trying to say but you didn't listen" "But what?" "Yes, now go talk to him"
She run over to Leon and I saw her apologizing. After that they hugged. I felt proud for helping them. I went over to Diego who was tying his shoelaces a few chairs away.
"Why so happy?" He asked looking up at me "Leon and violetta were having a fight" I said fixing my skirt
He looked confused so I said:
"But than I helped them solve it"
His confused look turned in to a "that makes more sense" kind of look.
"So everyone is happy know" I clarified just to make sure he was hanging on "That's good" he said straight I noticed something was wrong with him so I asked. "Is something wrong?" He had no time to answer cause Angie walked in. "Hi guys welcome" she started "We are going to work with the assignment, does anyone have anything to share" I looked at Diego, he looked a little weird, almost upset. No one had anything to preform. "Okay I guess all of you have a lot to do so start working Diego got up and started walking out of the classroom so I followed him. I walked in to one of the music rooms and found him sitting behind one of the keyboards.
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"Diego, is everything okay?" I asked as I walked up to him "Yeah everything is fine" he replied "But why do you look so sad?" "I'm not sad" "What are you then?" I asked He didn't answer. He just looked at his fingers who were playing some random notes on the keyboard. "Diego answer me" I said putting my hand on his chin lifting up his head. "It's just that.... I wanna be with you" he finally said "I'm right here" I said laughing a little "No your not" he said "I don't understand" "I mean I never get to hang out with you Fran" "It feels like you're always choosing other people over me, it's like you don't have time for me" he said "That's not true" I said "But that's how I feel" I didn't say anything I just looked at him. What he said really hurt me. I didn't want him to feel like that. That thought never crossed my mind either. After a few seconds Antonio walked in. "Francesca there you are" he said I turned around, and Diego walked around the piano. "I need to talk to you" he said "Yeah but can we maybe talk later" I said turning my head at Diego "I'm sorry but this is important" "But..." "Diego could you please leave us alone for a second" he asked Diego "Yes of course Antonio" Diego said and left the room I watched Diego leave the room. And I don't know why but I got a scary feeling in my stomach. And I could feel a tear forming in my eye. "So your Dad called" he began "And what did he want" I asked "He said he needed you home right away" "Why?" "He didn't tell me but he said it was an emergency" he said "Uhm okay" I said "Go home now and tell me if there is something wrong, okay?" "Yes of course" I said and left
Later
I wonder why my dad wants me home. What if something happened. I opened the door and walked in to the house. I see my dad and my brother sitting at the dining table. Both of them had a serious look on their faces. "Hi" I said a little unsure "It's good you're here" my dad said still very serious "Sit down" I sat down next to my brother. "What is it" I asked "We have been thinking, me and your brother" dad said "And?" "Yes we have been thinking, and I know you have a life here. I know you've made a lot of friends. And I also know you love it here. But Luca and I have been thinking and we think the best for us....." he said "What?" I asked "We think that the best for our family is to go back to Italy." I couldn't believe it...
