Il Volo Fanfiction: Zombie Apocalypse

Il Volo Fanfiction: Zombie apocalypse, Chapter 1

Chapter 1 INTRO

Zombies. There were zombies everywere. I dont know how this happend or where is Piero and Gianluca, but Im scared, Im so scared…

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It was a great concert, the latin fans sure were loud, but hey Im not complaining these girls can scream all they want it’s actually nice knowing that you are appreciated for your work. Oh where are my manners, I am a gentleman after all. Let me introduce myself my name is Ignazio Boschetto Im 18 years old and Im living the dream with my two friends…no not friends more like brothers Piero and Gianluca.

Our friendship began four years ago in an Italian television show ‘’Ti Lascio Una Canzone’’ we were three solo singers and the management of the show,decided to put us together, becouse our voices were all classical.

We sang "O’ Sole Mio" and Tony Reinis,now our producer, heard us and well, we are recording our third album and third PBS special our concerts always are sold out and full of screaming fans mostly girls which is good, really good. (If you know what I mean) Tony helped us become what we are today, he helped with our groups name, Il Volo as in The Flight.

So yeah, Im a singer, lyric tenor to be more precise, Piero Barone is a spinto tenor he is 19 years old and also the oldest of our group.

Interesting fact about Piero, or as I like to call him Pieru, he owns about 30 pairs of glasses in all the colors of the rainbow… But he adores his red ones, wont go on stage without them.

Then there is Gianluca Ginoble I like to call him Gian or as Pieru calls him Gianlu, he is the youngest (also the shortest, I am proud to say that Im the tallest of our goup)

He turned 18 few months ago. He is a baritone. It means he has a really low voice (for those that who dont know you are welcome, did I mention im also the funny man of our group).

He may sometimes look all cool with his sunglasses and leather jacket.

But when he greets his fans he doesn’t judge how you look or what you are wearing. He will hug and take a picture with you. You only have to ask, and he will do it with a big smile on his face he is all around a perfect person, but he can’t live without his phone for more than one hour.

I remember this one prank Piero and I pulled on Gian. We took his phone and I don’t know where this miget donkey came from, but we…and… the donkey…hehe I should stop now, Piero is starring at me with that evil glare of his that he uses only on me, let me just say that the donkey, Piero and Gian’s phone will never forget that night.

That was our short biography, oh I forgot to mention right now we are heading to America we should land in a few hours.