Mediterranean Madness

Chapter Two: Beginning

STEPH'S POV:

So. Lets start right at the beginning.

My Mum and Dad met through mutual friends.
It was at a New Year's Eve party, held in Melbourne, Australia and they were introduced through my Mum's best friend Belle and her partner (my Dad's best friend) Vasilis. They instantly fell in love and got married a year later....... Well at least thats what I thought.

My entire life has been a lie. All these things, this is what I knew as truth but it really wasnt... see my point? Anyway's, getting on with 'the story'.

My Dad is Greek, so he demed it necessary to have a Big Fat Greek Wedding. As do most Greek's. But especially ones like my Dad.... the filthy rich, up himself, arrogant, 'Malaka' (WANKER); as I like to say anyways.

So my Mum - who is Australian - converted to being Greek Orthodox to marry my Dad and have this grand Greek Wedding with over 1000 guests in Santorini.

My Mum and Dad ended up living on the Island for a few months. After that my Dad bought the island as a gift to my Mum as a one year anniversary gift and live there permanently, and yes if your wondering my family is that rich. Then a month later my mum found out she was pregnant a few months later,!bam little me came!

I was born on the 27th of May. Everyone loved me and I was meant to be the heiress to all of my family's fortune. Which I was.

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Back in Greece I had my two best friends Alex and Athena, family and loved ones surrounding me, as many riches's and jewels, well toys at that age I desired and everything a spoiled little girl needed but my life wasnt all just a luxury. Something bad happened... I couldnt remember all the details I knew to be truth but I remebered the simple facts.

It was Alex... well he died. I found out on my 5th birthday. It absolutely crushed me and if im honest, he was my real first love. Everyone on the Island thought we would end up dating when we were older and get married and it would have happened.. but poof, he was gone out of my life. I still remember everyone teasing us over always sitting together and talking and yelling 'cuties' but we didnt care. I still feel that little zip in my stomach sometimes when I would think about him...

After my 5th birthday and the 'truth' happened, my Mum and Dad decided it would be probably best to move to Australia, away from that pain and memories of Alex and also for me to get my education there as well as Athena.

I can still remember how sad I was to be leaving Santorini..... I loved it and it was my home but I was super excited to move and go on a new adventure. But my God I missed Alex... and Santorini just gave me a bit of comfort remebering him if im honest.

Anyway's after the long flight we arrived in Sydney. The move did shake me quite a bit but luckily I had Athena right by my side. And she ended up moving with us! Well her whole family actually.