Okay, so, I know I really don't do Authors notes at the beginning of the chapters. But just a real quick one before you start reading. This chapter is going to be dedicated to InTheBackOfATaxiCab to say, that I apologize for not being a part of the team for a while, and that I am extremely sorry, this may not help, but I think this is something that I feel I have to do. So, if you're reading, I'm sorry Camila. And that I also have to explain that I've been like skipping time the last chapter and this one too. So, just like,
sorry for that. I mean, one minuet it's like December of 2011 and then the next it's like September of 2012, sorry about that. But, carry on. And thank you all for commenting, it really shows your support. Thank you :). And this is getting to be a really long Authors note, so I'm gonna go now. Bye! And enjoy!
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Last time we were with Laura it was September 15th. Now it's October 6th. A day before the airing of the first episode of the second season of Austin & Ally. Laura has been living with her cousins Teresa and Ariana for the past month. Now let's catch up with them.
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Laura laid comfortably and soundly asleep on her bed when she was suddenly hit with a pillow. Laura's eyes shot open with fear. Ariana stood before her eagerly waiting until she was awake. "Good morning, sleepy head. I know it's annoying, and a little weird, to be waking you up myself, but Aunt Ellen told me to wake you up so you can get some breakfast." Said Aria with the pillow in her hand. Laura smiled and sat up. "I never knew one of your methods to wake people up was beating them with a couch pillow." Laura teased.
"Oh yeah, sorry 'bout that. I didn't know what else to do." Said Ariana, then she bit her lip embarrassingly. Laura shook her head. "Oh, no, now I'm going to get you back." Laura said then lunged at the pillow and hit Ariana with it. "Hey, that's not fair, you took my weapon, and now I'm dis-armed!" Yelled Ariana. "Should've thought about that before you attacked me." Laura said then Ariana ran out the door and Laura followed behind with the pillow.
Ariana ran down stairs all the way to the kitchen and Laura followed behind. When Laura entered the kitchen, Ariana ran behind Damiano. "Now, I have witnesses!" Ariana exclaimed. Laura rolled her eyes and held her hands up in surrender. "Fine, you caught me." Laura said then dropped the pillow.
"Laura, sit down at the table, I'm about to serve the breakfast." Damiano said. "Oo, what are we having today?" Laura asked in intrigue. "Well, this morning we're having something different," Said Damiano. "In honor of our Italian culture, and guests, we're having an Italian breakfast." Everyone clapped in excitement. "So, what Italian meal are we having, Dad?" Vanessa asked. "Well, you know how Italian breakfasts are known to be small?" Said Damiano. The family nodded. "Well, I just put many things together to give you all full stomachs instead of empty ones. We are having Biscotti cookies eaten with jam and hot chocolate, fette biscottate, cornetti, macedonia, muesli and yogurt." Damiano said.
"Oo, we're having yogurt too. I can't wait." Laura said.
(Food explanation: Fette Biscottate is a cookie like hard bread, biscotti are cookies, cornetti is a croissant-like pastries, macedonia is fruit salad, muesli is uncooked roll of oats, fruits, and nuts. You see, I do my research.)
"That's great. I absolutely love biscotti and cornetti." Said Teresa. Damiano served them all and they began dining. "So, Dad, are you also planning and Italian lunch too?" Laura asked then sipped her hot chocolate. "Actually, now that you mentioned it probably." Said Damiano. Then there was a ring. But this ring was from the wall phone. Ellen stood up and walked to the phone and answered it.
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