Amelia's POV
I'm back for another year of college today, it's my second year of college. Currently, I'm in my dorm room, setting up all of my stuff.
I have really missed my best friend, Garcia. She has blonde hair, and the prettiest blue eyes, she's tall, unlike my short self, and literally looks like a Victoria's Secret's model. She's literally the best, and I love her so much. She must be coming here any second, and here she comes-
I literally run up to her and hug her, and she hugs me back. "Omg, it's so good to see you after such a long time.", she says.
I reply her with,"I've missed you so much, Grace." Yeah, her name's Garcia, but I call her Grace."How was your Summer?", she asks. I'm born and brought up in Spain, but I go to college, here, in The Columbia University, NYC. I got a scholarship, and we both major in Literature.
"It was fine, how was yours?", it wasn't fine at all, because I saw 𝘩𝘪𝘮.
"It went so good, we went to Hawai this year, and had so much fun.", Grace tells me. She's really rich, and she always goes for vacations, on breaks. I, on the other hand, reached here with the help of my scholarship. Aria was ready to pay for my college fees, but since my grades were pretty good, and I didn't want to burden her, I got the scholarship.
She tells me about her vacation, and all the fun she had. She also tells me about the time, when she drew a penis on her brother's back, whilst he was tanning, and literally roamed around with that, in oblivion, and how people gave him looks.
It was good to meet her after so long"So... how's Noah? Where is he?", she asks. Noah's my best friend, we've been besties since childhood. I love him so much, and he's 𝘩𝘪𝘴 brother. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘈𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘢, my consy adds.
"Noah's good, he'll get here tomorrow, at noon.", we all study in the same year, but his major is Graphic Design. We all spend most of our evenings together, but he doesn't have the same classes as us, that's a drawback.
"Oh... So, now that I've told you all about my summer, you tell me about yours", she says. "It was good, I attended my sister's wedding, and it was literally so fun, the venue was beautiful, one of the most beautiful places I've visited. Aria looked so pretty, in that white dress. And Dylan literally cried when he saw her walking down the aisle." Aria's my elder sister, she's five years older than me, she's 25, and a baker. I'm so proud of her, she started her own bakery four years ago, and that's where she met Dylan, her husband, around three years ago. They look so cute together, and love each other so much. I really want someone to love me like they love each other. 𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘪-shut up.
"Wow, that's so good, I wish that I could've seen it in real." Yeah, my sister and her fiance- husband now, wanted a closed off wedding, like only close family, not even friends. So that's why, Grace wasn't invited.
"Yeah, but I'll show you the pictures, come." I showed her all the pictures, and trust me, they were all so beautifully clicked, like they were magical.
After that, we talked for a whole lot time, and told each other about our summer, but she didn't ask about one thing, well one person, and I'm grateful, that I didn't have to talk about 𝘩𝘪𝘮.
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Alessio RomanoAmelia Martinez
Alessio and Amelia
Author's note: Sorry for this short chapter, the next ones are gonna be longer. I hope that you like this story.
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