Rebekah's POV
As I opened the front door my Aunt Mary ran up to me. She gave me one of the biggest and strongest hugs known to man.
"Rebekah! Tom! I'm so glad you two are here!" She said.
It's weird to hear my dad called Tom. It doesn't sound right. Only my mom ever called him Tom, that was HER thing. Wow, am I really that sensitive? Aunt Mary and my dad started into a deep conversation. I took my chance.
"Aunt Mary, can I go put my things in my room?" I asked.
"Oh course! Your room is on the top floor, it's the one on the end. Your name is written on the door. And no need to be so formal! From now on just call me Mary!"
I smiled and nodded before dashing upstairs. After 3 flights of stairs I reached the top floor. It's a lot bigger than it looks! I walked down the hallway, looking door to door. Finally I reached one the said "Rebekah" in big letters. I opened to door.
OMG.
Ok Italy is so much better than the US! I ran around my room trying to take in everything. My room was a master suite, had a king sized bed with a blue and green bed set, light blue walls, a cherry wood desk, a black furry rug, and so much more! I must have died and gone to heaven! My eyes landed on a pair of two big white doors. I walked over and open them. A walk-in closet with a TON of clothes was waiting for me. I screamed a girly scream! This is so exciting! I walk around the room once more and look outside. What to do? Wait! I'll go for a walk! Perfect! After a while I find myself in a park. Suddenly I hear someone playing the guitar behind me. I turn to see a girl with I microphone playing. I walked over a sit down to listen. She was playing "O Sole Mio". No one was listening to her. Humfh. Maybe she would let me join her? I walked over to her.
"Mind if I join?" I asked.
The girl smiled brightly at me handed the mic to me. As she started the song I sang...
Piero's POV
I laugh as Ignazio tries to take my glasses.
"I will get those glasses!" He calls after me.
"Never!" I call and run to the park.
As I ran around the trees I heard someone singing. She had the most beautiful voice! I must find her! Ignazio and Gianluca heard her too and was looking for the source. Suddenly a spotted a crowd around a bench. I yelled to the guys to come over. We pushed out way through the crowd to see. My heart skipped a beat as I laid eyes on her. She's as beautiful as an angel. Before I knew what I was doing I opened my wallet and threw a $50 bill into her hat that she laid out.
"Piero are you-" Ignazio started to say but Gianluca cut him off.
I needed to get closer to her! I know just how! I flipped open my phone and dialed my manager.
"Ciao, this is Michele Torpendine."
"Michele! Come here quick! There is a girl here with an amazing voice!"
Before I knew it I was walking up to her with Michele.
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Piero's Angel (Il Volo FanFic)
FanfictionWhen Rebekah has to move away from her beloved home in the US, she's heart broken. Everything she knows is left behind and she is forced to make a new life in Italy. One day at the local market she finds a street performer and joins in on the singin...