Chapter 1: How friends roll.

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A/N: I'm sorry this is short, first chapter, ok bye

Matteo's POV:

I woke up, my heart pounding, as the memories of my dream flooded my thoughts. But before I could get lost in my thoughts and be a little depressed about the loss of my sister, I felt a series of sharp pokes straight in my ribs.

"MATTEO JOSEPH DOMINELLI, WAKE THE FUCK- oh, you're awake," said none other than my annoying neighbor and childhood friend, Isabella. She stopped her assault and regarded me with her usual judgmental gaze. "Were you daydreaming about your darling lover again?" She said, poking me again, just for good measure. "You know I think he's a bad influence, right?"

"Okay, Mom," I rolled my eyes. "Guess I'll just do everything you tell me to do."

"Oh my God," she turned away from me, losing interest and going back to drawing random body parts on her desk. "Class starts in a few minutes. Try not to fall asleep dreaming about the light of your life or Mr. Marghelis is going to give you push-ups."

"Yep, yep." I then proceeded to turn around and do the exact opposite of what she told me to do. Because that's just how friends roll.

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