Chapter 1 : 5 Years Old

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Tik, Tok, Tik, Tok, Tik, Tok, ding, ding, ding the clock rings hitting 8 am,

'' Awe, Violin, no te preocupes, your Pappy will be here soon'' Mama told looking at me.

'' Si Mama, it is just.. que ha pasaado tanto tiempo'' I told sighing telling Mama it has been so long.

'' Hahahhahha, I know Violin, I know'' Mama told carrying me up to her lap, if you must know I am only five years old and today is my birthday. I am always happy on my birthday because my Pappy will come and visit me and bring me to places.

I wish my Pappy stays with me but sadly no He lives with his family in America with Alanore who is my stepmother and his three sons whom also known as my two year older half-brothers,

while I live with my beautiful Spanish Mama in France.

'' Violin you look so much like your father'' Mama told stroking my hair, I blush..isn't that obvious, it is true I do look like my father. I inheritated his pale white skin and light Blonde hair I look nothing like Mama, Mama has dark black hair and italian tan skin.

'' You're hair is so magnifico, me encanta tu pelo '' Mama always loves to play with my hair, she loves my blond hair, I giggle shyly..

'' mmmm, Mama why isn't he here yet'' I whine.. it is already 8.30 am.

'' you really love your pappy don't you'' Mama told lifting my chin, I blush looking at her, she kisses my cheeks and got up smiling at me while i reflect a smile at her when ting, she gasps.

'' La torta'' she told, I smile looking at her, she is baking my favourite Vanilla Lemon Cake, its a tradision ever since i celebrate my one year old Birthday.

'' well, do you want to help me with the CremA.. '' she asked empazising 'Crema' as the toppings or icing , I look at her excited..

'' what flavour..'' I asked excited I always love to place the toppings of my own cake, she winks at me and walked to the kitchen

'' White Chocolate,'' I asked already knowing the flavour excited... following behind her.

'' Si.. Violin my only special beautiful girl... and special beautiful girls deserve to be like a Princesa''

I can't really get when she said the 'Princessa' part since we're leaving in a really small apartment that has a small bathroom, our living room is our bedroom, a very small dry kitchen which only has a sink and an oven with a small fridge and an attach dinning table wich has two high chairs as our dinning,

in the living area we have a l-shape couch and a queen size bed where I and Mama sleep together

and a rack with 12 different type's and colors of Violins and mama's laptop which Mama uses to write or records her music's as well goes for my TV,

My Mama sometimes upload Disney cartoons from the internet for me to watch,

Mama works as a Violinist , I love my Mama she is the best.

'' Here you go'' she told passing me a wodden cooking paddle and getting herself one, we started to spread the toppings and after we were done i stareted licking the paddel but we still have extra..

'' there is so much of white chocolate left, mama '' I told looking at the glass bowl..

'' Impresionante " My mother said, I frown looking at her what does she means.. why is telling Awesome.

'' Now we can save these for later for a fruit platter, you do like white chocolate dip with''

'' Strawberries.. .'' I grinned.

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