***Picture is of Ayla's outfit 😜***
So the weekend with Sebastiano went off without a hitch. After the first night we didn't really speak. He helped out with Angelo a few times and Aldofo and Addee came back last night. Today's Monday which means school. Yay. Please, note the immense amount of sarcasm. I can't wait to be ridiculed by the whole school. Again, sarcasm.
I figured I had procrastinated enough so I rolled out of bed. Then I couldn't stop myself and fell straight onto the floor. Face first. Yep, today's going to be amazing.
--Where are you???
It was my best friend, Cara Stella. She was also involved with the Family. Her parents grew up with Adolfo and Addee so she's like another sister.
--Hellloooo???
--I'm waiting!!
--Ayla Fiorella I swear I will leave you here and you can find your own way to school.
--Hurry up.
--Okay I'm coming to get you.
With every text I received, my phone dinged and I groaned. I then got onto my feet and pulled out some clothes to wear.
After I did a once over in the floor length mirror, I grabbed my black heeled combat boots and I decided to leave my hair in its natural, waved, messy state. I also decided that eyeliner, mascara, and a peachy lip color would be enough for make up.
I had just finished applying my matte lip stick when Cara Stella burst through my bedroom door, scaring me half to death.
"Are you read- oh. Okay then. Mike?" She asked knowingly, pointing at my shirt.
"Is that even a question?" I gave a half smile and grabbed my backpack.
"Vero, vero..." She laughed, linking our arms together as we walked down the hall and towards the front door. I know it's true.
"Ehi, chi è che?" She tugged my arm, making me stop in front of a shirtless and fresh out of the shower Sebastiano.
"That, my friend, would be Sebastiano."
"Ciao, I am Sebastiano. Nice to meet you." He bowed his head and gently grasped Cara's hand before kissing the back of it. I rolled my eyes.
"Ciao! I'm Ayla's best friend, Cara Stella but you can call me Cara. Or Stella. Or whatever you want, really." She was blushing.
"That's a beautiful name, Cara." He rolled the 'r'.
"Well. This is interesting but we really need to leave. Like, now. So, if you don't mind..." I let my little rant die down.
"Si. Okay, okay. I'll see you when you get home, yes?" He lifted his hands as if in surrender and turned to me. I just nodded in return then dragged Cara towards the front door again.
"Ciao, Bambinas!" Addee and Adolfo called from the kitchen.
"Bye Lala!" Luca and Gia called after us from the living room.
"Ciao!" We called and made our way to Cara's car-a. I laughed a little at my terrible pun.
"What?"
"Nothing." I gave her a wide grin and she rolled her eyes.
The ride to school was short and nearly silent. Cara Stella knew I was nervous.
As we hopped out of her car, everyone stared.
"Oh, God..." I frowned and looked at Cara pleadingly.
"You'll be fine. He's a douche." She slung her arm around my shoulders protectively while also using me as an arm rest.
I playfully glared at her.
"What?"
"Stop it. I'm not that short."
"Babe. You're wearing 5 inch heels and I've still got 3 inches on you."
"That's cause you're an Amazonian freak."
She clutched her heart with her free hand, feigning hurt and shock. "Mostro?" She gasped.
We broke into a fit of giggles as we walked into school but soon stopped. Everyone turned to glare at me. Great.
"Did you hear what happened?"
"Yeah. She cheated on Mike. She's a slut."
"Who would do that? He's so dreamy!"
"Right? OMG! What a whore!"
"Slut."
"Slag."
"She's stupid to throw him away."
"Fake."
"Whore."
"Hoe."
"She's disgusting. She probably has an STD."
"She ruins his life and she has the nerve to wear that?"
"Ugh. She should just die."
"Ignore them, Lala. You know what really happened." Cara whispered, grabbing for my hand.
I quickly moved away and towards Mike's locker.
"What did you tell them? What lies are you spouting now?" I screamed as I got in his face, making him back up against his locker. The whispering voices of other students and even some teachers echoed through the halls.
"I have know idea what you're talking about, whore." He grinned smugly after composing himself.
"How dare you!" I roared, charging towards him. He backed up until his back physically hit his locker. "Micino." I spat.
Cara Stella and everyone else who understood simple Italian knew what I called him and laughed loudly at him. He was a little pussycat. He just glared at me.
"Whatever are you talking about, Lala?"
"Don't play dumb with me." Cara and a couple of boys made a meowing noise, insinuating that he was indeed a micino. "And don't you dare call me Lala ever again! You lost the right to do that when you tripped and accidentally stuck your dick into another girl!" A few girls who were known for being tarts bowed their heads and blushed. Wow he got around...
"Ayl-" He had a bone crushing grip on my arm.
"No. Don't even think about thinking about me. Stay out of my life." I wrenched my limb away from him and stormed off, Cara Stella and a majority of the crowed following.
"Jezze, Lala! Are you okay? There's a bruise on your arm-"
"I'm fine, Cara. It's okay." I gave my best friend a small smile and let her rest her arm in me once again. This girl truly is a cara stella. She's my darling star...
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Ciao, my Sultry Sloths!!
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