handwritten-tomletta

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Today we are moving to Bueno Aires, my father has gotten a new job in Bueno Aires which we are moving to. I am very excited but also very nervous. Who knows what I will do when I get there?

I have a passion for Music, it's basically my life but my father doesn't want me to fulfil it just because my mother used to sing and it brings back a lot of bad memories. I don't care though, I'm not as little as I used to be and who is my dad to tell me what I am and not to do.

Exactly my point. I'm tired of him telling me what to do, I'm almost seventeen and I should be able to make my choices, right?

"Dad, can I go to the bathroom?" I ask my dad who is sitting next to me reading a magazine.

"Can't it wait, Violetta?" I sigh, he doesn't want me to get lost, that's his polite way of saying that.

My dad's assistant, Ramalo speaks from the seat behind us. "Come on, German, it's not far."

Olga, our maid who is like a mother to me intervenes. "Yes, one of us will go through with her."

Oh great, but I guess that's the only way he'll let me go by my self. "Okay, Olga go with her."

"With pleasure, sir." Olga replies before following me to the bathroom. She stands outside as I go in.

I hate this, why does my dad treat me like a kid? I know I'm his only daughter but that shouldn't be a reason for him to treat me like a baby. I wish sometimes he would stop being so overprotective but I know he won't. I should be grateful though, he does this all in my best interest.

"Violetta, sweetie? Are you done?" Olga's voice takes me out of my thoughts.

"Yes, I'll be right out." I say washing and drying my hands before coming out of the small bathroom and following Olga back to our correct seats.

I spend time looking out at the window before I feel my eyes get heavy and I fall into a deep sleep.

Present day

"Violetta, time for breakfast!" Olga calls me from downstairs.

I yawn and realise it's morning as the reflection of lights show so, I get up and stretch before walking to the bathroom.

I do the usual business before changing into a floral dress with diamond earrings and pearl shoes, their silver so you can see pearls because of hoe silver they are. It's quite amazing!

I just curl my hair before braiding the top corners together to the left and right side.

I smile satisfied with my look before adding mascara and lipstick before making my way downstairs. When I get there, Ramalho is eating breakfast at the table so I take a seat next to him and smile as Olga places my plate and drink in front of me. Ramalho's so good to me, he's a real great assistant to my dad.

"Thanks Olga," I said looking at my eggs, bacon and toast along with some herbal tea.

"Your welcome dear." She smiles before kissing my cheek and heading back into the kitchen.

"Good morning Violetta." Ramalho finally notices my presence as he looks up from his phone.

"Morning." I reply. "Where's dad?" I hadn't seen my father since last night as he went into his office after dinner. He was busy dedicating himself to his work, he had barely any time for us-especially me.

"Your father is busy making some calls." I look towards his office and debate going into there to see how he is. Ramalho senses this as he says. "It's very important that he gets it done."

I nod, understanding. "I understand." I say quietly.

"Don't worry dear, the quicker your father is done, he will be able to spend time with you." Olga cleans up mine and Ramalho's plates.

"Your right." I smile. This isn't the first time I had felt like this, I love Olga and Ramalho for making me feel better like they always do but my dad's been so busy recently, I miss him.

I know I said I wanted to him back of a little but sometimes I miss him a lot. Before my mom died, we were very close and then he just dedicated into himself, work and me.

"Oh no, I'm out of fruit. I'll have to get some more." Olga huffs from the kitchen which gives me an idea.

"I'll go get you some, Olga." I tell her as I get up. I can finally explore this way without dad getting suspicious.

"No dear, I'll pop out in a little bit." She insists but I interrupt her.

"No, no, no. I'll get it." I protest, grabbing my bag and walking towards the door.

Olga and Ramalho exchange glances.

I stop before I opened the door. "Please don't tell dad, I'll be back soon." I smile before heading out.

I manage to find a market which sells all kind of fruits and vegetables, I smile as I try the apple. Tasty. The market owner suggests some other fruits as I look around. Olga loves to try different fruits so I could buy a bunch and see if she likes it.

I buy some fruits and thank the owner who compliments me in saying I could always come back anytime since I was so polite. I smile before walking away, up ahead I see a building named Studio 21, it looked like a music studio.

I smiled as I walked inside, there was lots of students dancing and playing music whole studying. You study music here which is cool. I would love to come here. To bad my dad won't let me.

I stop at a room which I see different kids doing a routine, they looked happy and they choreography was impressive. I stood where I was and watched them. They all looked so happy, I could only imagine what felt like, being up there and performing in front of lots of people.

I looked at my phone and realises the time; 5:30 everyone will be wondering where I am, if my dad isn't already on his way for me. I smiled one last time at the dancers who were hugging each other as they were greeted with a huge round of applause before turning and walking outside.

Unfortunately for me, rain started to fall, I ran with all my might as the rain poured down at a incredible pace.

I managed to stop and lean up against the tree, watching the rain. Ugh, I would be all soaked when I come home which would add to my dad's suspicions. Great..

I finally got the courage to run but I felt my heels slip in the mud which I found myself tumbling down from, I prepared for all my clothes to get dirty as I closed my eyes but I felt 2 hands grab my back. I immediately tensed before I felt myself look up at the stranger and that was when I saw it.

Amazing brown eyes staring into mine.

this is a tomletta fanfiction which will have mentions of leonetta but not an awful lot, I don't ship them and Tomas is the right one for her. Diego is a jerk and Leon, well. I just don't think he's right for her but that's just me...

whoever you ship, that's your business.

this a tomletta fanfiction and if you don't like that then i suggest you don't read any further, thanks bye!

-savannah :)