For a cold hearted gang leader you sure know how to steam things up.

You've just got served biatch!

Ok, after a decade of waiting the chappy has finally arrived... and im really sorry. With the exams over, I was off in europe for the holz and visiting unis in the Uk so I had no time to upload.

But here it is....

xoxo

A few days later my dad left for London on a business trip. Mika, who usually stays at ours on a weekly basis was given leave for two weeks because one of her daughters was getting married. Which would come to mean that I had the whole house to myself. Score! Well, not in like ‘I’m having a major party kinda score’ but a more relatively calmer approach, like ‘score, I get to have peace and quiet and do what I want!” so, I grabbed my phone and dialed Maria’s number.

“Si!” she snapped as she answered her phone.

‘is this a bad time?” I asked a little taken aback by her irritation.

I heard her let out a sigh of relief. “Sorry, no. I didn’t check the caller ID. I thought you were Tony. He’s been pissing me off all morning because I went out.”

I chuckled. “this stuff just never gets old. Where are you anyway?” I asked as I rocked on my chair at my desk.

“I went with Marco to see his grandma but we’re done now.”

“wonderful. So you’re free?” I asked hopeful. Although all this peace and quiet was very much appreciated, it could get pretty mundane on your own after sometime. Granted I’ve been alone for just one day, but still. I’m the restless type.

“ya, what’s up?” she replied cheerfully.

“Wanna hit the beach then come for a sleep over tonight?”

“yeah, that’d be fun. Marco’s ditching me anyway, cuz Anotonio had something ‘important’ that couldn’t wait.” She put emphasis on the word important and I could hear the disdain in her voice.

“Glad to hear im the back up.” I said jokingly.

“ehm, obviously. What did you think, I’d choose you over a lay?” she said and I could hear her trying to hold in a giggle.

“jesus, what have you become? Dude, when we first met you blushed just by me asking you for your name. now you’re practically a nymph!” I said chuckling. It was pretty hilarious though. Her change was all for the best, Marco had opened her up (no pun intended) to becoming more confident and it suited her superbly.

“Al, I’m really sorry if you think I’ve been second besting you ok? It’s just that now with Marco I have to not only divide my time but have to double the sneaking around because of Tony.” She said all humour gone.

“hey, Mari. I was kidding. I get that you have less time on your hands and im cool with it. Don’t worry about your old bachelorette friend. We single women tend to be needy. If all, I’m the selfish one for trying to steal you away from Marco.”

She chuckled. “Dude you’re so right. P.S I would work on my strut if I were you… don’t want to die an old maid..”

“hey,” I cut her off. “don’t blame us mere mortals who are lost in a savanna of dissolute men, whilst some, not mentioning names, find chivalrous knights to sweep them off their feet and quench the nymphomaniac ways.”

She laughed. “Ok, alright Al. enough with the anecdotes. I promise you, the guy that will fall in love with you will be amazing! Sweet, funny, gorgeous, loyal and a beast in bed!” she shrieked at the last one.

“till that day comes, I’ll harvest myself with old age.” I rolled my eyes.  “Anyway, I’ll meet you at Teka beach ok? Let’s say in an hour?”