Pay Up!

From Italy, with love

**JULIET'S POV"

"Juliet!! Svegliare svegliare Ho delle una notizia [Juliet!! Wake up, wake up! I have news]" DAMN IT!

"BEKKA I SWEAR TO GOD IF THIS IS SOME MEANING LESS SHIT I WILL KILL YOU" I screamed at the top of my lungs sitting up on my bed and glaring at her with all the anger I have inside.

"Well damn gurl, calm down" she said slowly backing away from me and stopping a few feet away "So you do remember my best friend Giancarlo? Enzo Giancarlo Minicucci?"

"Yes" I said a little bit more calm. Bekka's friends back home where mostly girls but she has a few guy friends but one of them is her best friend and he is been there for her when no other girl has been, his like her own personal Anna or Aaron, that guy is Enzo. He is extremely hot but they love each other like siblings and never saw it like something more then that. At least that's what Bekka said.

"Well, he took a plane last minute and is here in Beverly Hills!" she screamed and jumped up and down.

Ok so wait up.

"You are telling me that Giancarlo came from Italy here just now? Out of the blue? With what purpose? Where-?" I said but she cut me off.

"Yes, no and his sister lives a couple of minutes from here and she just gave birth to her first child yesterday night and since it's just him and her, he took the first plane here last night" She said and I nodded in understanding. Bekka had called me one day, years ago, crying and told me that the parents of her best friend died in a car accident. They where so young and by what Bekka had told me they where really nice people. Giancarlo and his sister didn't have anybody to look after them and they where sent to foster care where they spent most of their childhood until they both got adopted by a couple that couldn't conceive.

"Oh...Still don't get one thing" I said looking at her.

"What?" she asked innocently.

"What the hell has any of this got to do with me Rebekah?!!" I screamed lunching towards her and she walked further away from my grip.

Don't get me wrong, I'm sure Enzo, or Giancarlo as he usually goes by, is a cool lad (That's my English side speaking) and I'll be glad to meet that hot piece of meat but seriously? It's fucking nine AM on a SATURDAY. Waking someone up this early, especially me, is like signing your own death certificate.

"Ok so I don't have my licence here yet and I really want to see him. I was wondering if you could drive me there?" She said watching out for my fuming self.

"Why didn't you asked Melany or Ethan or even fricking Aaron to drive you?" I asked growling.

"I did asked Mel but she had to go to work and Ethan said that since he only has about a week and a half left of vacation he wanted to see some of his old friends and left. I would never ask Aaron voluntarily to take me somewhere NEVER." She said turning around and heading towards the closet. I was still a little but mad about the fact that she woke me up but I guess I'll get back to that later, just wait.

I stood up from my bed and went towards my bathroom, brushed my teeth washed my face and tied my hair up in a messy bun and since I took a bath pretty late last night I didn't find the need to take one now. Walking towards my closet I saw that Bekka had already chosen her outfit, which basically consisted of some skinny ripped black jeans that where ripped all through the leg but didn't show too much with a simple white flowy V-neck tank top. She tied a knot at the end of the tank top and as for shoes my yellow Superga, over all she looked amazing. She gabbed a simple silver necklace that had a small arrow and clipped it to her neck.

"Finally you chose your own outfit. I thought I'll never see the day!" I clapped my hands sarcastically. She glared playfully at me and bent down to tie her shoelaces.