Sunday, September 18; 7:32amIt was 7:32am when i landed in Milan. When i saw for the first time this big and beautiful city i couldn't believe i was going to live here for the next 3 months, and that i would be away from my parents for such a long time. After all i was really happy that i was going to learn italian in no other than the most fashionable city on earth. It couldn't get better than that! As i was getting my luggage and then trying to find my name in the many papers that strangers were holding, i was really nervous to meet the people i'll be living with....and then i saw my name and got my ass over there to say hi or something i guess..
"Benvenuto ragazza! Tu sei Josephine?", a tall man with a little bit of grey hair said to me. I deduced he was saying welcome and yes that was my name but then i didn't know how to answer so i just stared like an idiot...
''Io sono Gianluigi! Vieni qui, l'auto è nel parcheggio. la casa è abbastanza lontano da qui, ma vedrete delle belle Milano sulla strada!''. Woah, he talked really fast! I wanted to say that i could catch up on that but i was shy and nervous. Regardless of not knowing what was exactly going on, i followed the Gianluigi guy anyway, praying that he wasn't a rapist or murderer (my nerves are getting over my head!)
8:11am; at the car
I wanted to desperately use google translate on my phone to at least say something to my new 'foster father' but my phone service obviously wasn't working, so i kind of improvised
''...wow molto belle....Milano. i not parlar italian molto bien'', then i realised i should've kept my mouth shout, but it was too late. He probably even felt offended because i was damaging his beautiful and elegant mother language, but instead he laughed and said: ''Yes, Milano is amazing. And don't worry about Italian, it's easy, you'll be good!'', he spoke with a very italian accent and i couldn't believe that all this time he spoke english.. Then i politely answer but he said that he wasn't going to speak english to me anymore because it's on 'The Rules'.
The rest of the ride was full of Gianluigi saying a lot of things i didnt understand, but they sounded really nice and elegant, so at some point i didn't mind. He also played music by Eros Ramazzoti, his favorite artist i supposed, since he owned several albums of him and played all of them. I was also fascinated by this beautiful city, the streets, where i could see many restaurants that i would like to go and the oldie but amazing buildings and houses. I was out of breathe when we passed the San Siro Stadium, home for Inter and my favourite Seria A team: AC Milan. Almost a month ago Real Madrid (the team i love more than my own life) and Atletico de Madrid were fighting till the end to win UCL. Gianluigi said something about AC Milan and Juventus playing there 'stasera', and i couldn't believe it was happening right there and that i was so close to it! I wasn't even going to the game but i already felt like dreaming. There was also a lot of advertisement regarding the upcoming Fashion Week. Gianluigi was saying stuff about it but the only thing i could get from it was a few designers names. I wonder how it would be to go to one of those fashion shows. I'm not such a fashion person myself but it seemed interesting.
10:02am
Almost 2 hours later we were arriving to the place where i was going to leave for the next 3 months. As i entered, Gianluigi introduced me to his lovely wife, who showed me the house. It is very different from the house i grew up in my country, but it was still cozy and beautiful, in the old-italian style. After going to the kitchen and living room, we went upstairs and Martina showed me my bedroom, it was little but had everything i needed, which was just enough for me. Gianluigi and Martina left me alone so i could sleep and recover from this awful jet lag, but before that, i organised my stuff and after i facetimed my mom to tell her everything went okay and that i was still alive, i messaged my old friend Irina who's been living here for almost 2 years. We haven't seen each other since her birthday last year when she was visiting in vacation. She told me to contact her as soon as i arrived. As i did that, she said we were going out tonight (yeah she's a party animal), without even asking if i was tired from the 12 HOURS-LONG FLIGHT. I hurried and got to bed because by 9pm i already had plans with this unreasonable person who doesn't take a 'no' for an answer.
I woke up at 7:39, i was still a little bit tired but i just could keep sleeping while i was in M I L A N! Around 8pm a girl arrived and Martina said she was also in the italian course i was starting tomorrow. ''Hi! My name is Mia, nice to meet you''. I was so relieved that we spoke the same language. ''I'm Josephine, nice meeting you too!''. We spoke a little about where we come from, how long she's been here and other stuff. She told me she's from Argentina, so far she seemed very nice.
9:22pm
I sent Irina the address of the place i was calling home from now on until December. I didn't know how she was going to get here, i assumed she was lost or something but then i received a message of her saying she was outside. As soon as i crossed the door and breathed the Italian air & knew something crazy might happen tonight.
Iri and i hugged (she almost choked me). I was really happy to see my friend again. She came in a car, driven by a guy, friend o hers i assumed. Inside were 2 other girls and a boy. I hopped in and let this people and life kick off my first night in Milano. Even though i was 18 years old, leaving home at 9:30pm in a car with actual humans of my same age, is a very strange feeling because its something that i wouldn't do on a daily basis. Thats probably why i had the feeling i was going to do something stupid in the next 3 hours.
.....and i actually did something stupid, i just didn't know it was going to be so beautiful and painful at the same time.
A/N: I know this wasn't so good but i promise it will get better, this is the first chapter for my first book so i'm kind of a beginner at writing lol, hope you keep reading and enjoy it!
ALSO, check out the second trailer i made for the story (the first one is in the prologue!)
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