My Donna

CHAPTER 1

Danica's POV

I woke up from the sunlight hitting through the curtains and into my face. I sat down yawning while rubbing my eyes, took my phone that was in the nightstand and looking at my phone making me realise that it was fucking 6:09 a.m!

"Oh my god! I'm going to be fucking late for school!" I yelled in panic.

I quickly hopped into the shower. I was in a rush so I quickly got out of the shower and covered myself up with a white towel, I was running like dash all over my room. I changed myself into a red t-shirt and Black skirt . After changing I took my bag and came running down the stairs, like it's the end of my life. I then saw my mom.

"Mom why didn't you woke me up?!I'm going to be late for school!" I exclaimed. Throwing my hands up with my shoes.

"School? What do you mean?" My mom asked in confusion. Raising an eyebrow. "Sweetie, today's Saturday."

"Wait, what?" I said. Slapping myself many times. As I just realized that I even forgot to brush my teeth just because I'm was in a hurry, I almost fell down the fucking stairs because I was running so fast.

"You forgot, didn't you?" My mom asked with a chuckle. Shaking her head continuing to hide her laughter. I just stood there dumbfounded.

"Yeah, I did" I replied with a sigh.

"Come on, I made your favourite breakfast, pancakes with extra extra syrup" my mom said smiling at me.

"Sure mom, I'll just get in the bathroom real quick and I might also change my clothes" I said. This is what I got for only looking at the time.

"But you already showered" My mom said. Holding the plate with pancakes as she placed them in the table.

"Sì, but since I thought I was going to be late for school, I forgot to brush my teeth" I said. She chuckled. I made my way to the my bedroom.(yes)

Well, can't blame her that I was dumb enough to notice that it was Saturday. I was just used to waking up and prepare for school. I'm a good student after all. I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth. I then changed myself into something more comfortable, an oversized t-shirt with shorts.

I made my way into the dining room to see mom preparing breakfast for the both of us. It was just the two of us since dad has work every day but he manages to make some time for me and mom. I just don't get it what kind of job that's active even on Saturday and Sunday. On second thought, don't answer that question. I sat down next to mom and we ate breakfast.

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I was sitting at the sofa watching T.V. when dad surprisingly came home early. "Honey, Danica I'm back and I have some news" dad called to us and we gathered in the living room. Mom and dad sat in the big sofa and I sat on the other.

"Is it good or bad? I asked eager to know what was the news he was about to tell us.

"We're moving to Italy!" My dad shouted in happiness. Italy!? moving!? I'm very confused on the situation right now. And why so sudden. Everything is happening so quickly.

"Why do we need to move? I love it here, this is our home, my home." I asked narrowing my eyes at them. Mom just chuckled, as if she already knew about the news before dad was going to tell us.

"Well sweetie, an old friend of mine wanted us to move to Italy to have a meeting" he said, a smirk forming in his face, a proud one.

"When are we leaving?" I asked, crossing may arms over my chest and raising an eyebrow. Still disagreeing with the thought of moving. This place gave me a lot of memories and I really don't like the idea of moving. "For about 30 minutes" my dad replied to me.

"Che diavolo!? 30 minutes!?" I shouted again. I don't know what's happening today but I've been fucking screaming and shouting ever since this morning. I think my throat hurts from shouting.(What the hell!?)

"Don't worry Dani, I've prepared the things we needed and we're ready to go now" my mom said with a smile.

"Well I have to change my clothes again for the third time, today" I said. This is a waste, really.

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We were now inside the plane, and this is my first flight ever in my life. My hands was shaking from being so nervous. My mom saw me shaking and she already knew I was nervous. She puts her left hand in mine, reassuring me that nothing bad will happen ang everything will be fine. I have a fear of heights called, nevermind I already forgot. But mom's hand holding mine made me feel more safe and comfortable.

I'm going to miss France a lot.

Apologies for the short chapter, I'll make sure to make it longer in the future chapters. Do you think Danica will get used living in Italy? what do you think the meeting was about? And why did they really need to move?