The Decuplets

A European Romance

Scarlett

This Latin trip was absolutely crazy.

Currently we are situated in Rome, Italy.

Ella and I found ourselves at yet another club, but in Italy!

As you may or may not recall, Zander and Kevin are in our Latin class.

In addition to that, Leo is also in the class.

Ella and I are closest with those 3, but we are friendly enough with the rest of the class.

However, for the club, Leo, Zander, Kevin, Ella, and I are the only ones attending.

Four shots in and the music was unrecognizable.

People's faces were blurry and I was cruising for a bruising.

Sweaty cologne was the stench creeping through my nose, but that's life.

I love this life.

I'm just an Italian girl at a club in Italia!

An aesthetic I could get behind.

"You're joking!" I choked on my own saliva as I laughed hysterically, pointing.

Zander, Ella, and Kevin all turned their heads.

Leo was in between two girls, switching between kissing them.

"LEO!" Kevin gasped, laughing.

"What happens in Italia, stays in Italia!" Leo shot back, gesturing with his hand and using his best Italian accent.

"These bambinas love my sausage!"

"Enough," Ella fake gagged, giggling.

"Too far," Kevin choked.

Other than that interaction, it was a while before all five of us were within 5 feet of one another again.

"So," Zander began, swirling his drink around in his cup, "have you ever been to Italy?"

We were sitting at the bar, downing drinks like there was no tomorrow.

"Actually, I haven't!" I said, more cheerful than I intended.

Alcohol is lovely— in moderation.

"It's beautiful," he glanced around, as if we were on the streets and not in a musty club, "almost like, uh, like this um, drink?"

Now maybe it's the lighting, but I swear he was blushing.

His face was redder than a ripe strawberry!

"You okay?" I laughed, being the state he was in.

He cleared his throat. "Fine. Want to take a walk? It's loud here."

I nodded in agreement, following him.

He took my hand in his and something weird happened.

I got butterflies.

I mean the kind of butterflies you only get from a love-interest's touch.

No way I was into Zander Hawaii.

Yeah, his last name is Hawaii.

Hawaii takes on Italy!

Anyways... back to my situation.

Butterflies.

He led me to a hallway in the back and then down some steps.

"Jeez, if I didn't know any better, I'd guess you've been here before," I joked, making him smirk.