It was only seven am and I have already showered, got dressed, done my hair, my make up, packed my bag and had breakfast. I only had a piece of raisin toast and orange juice because I plan on eating at school. My parents pay a fortune to send me to that expensive ass school, so I intend on using every perk and aspect of it.
I head out the door at seven thirty and walk straight to Padfoot and Prongs. It's so early so of course it isn't open yet but if I go past the back Carlos is usually baking in the kitchen.
"Carlos?" I call out.
"Ah Francesca! How are you my darling?" he asks, embracing me in a hug.
"Good. I was just wondering what time you wanted me to come and start work?" I ask.
"What time does your school finish?" he asks.
"Three thirty." I reply.
"Well come at four." He says with a dimply smile. Carlos was a thirty year old man with incredible fashion sense. He had tan skin and golden brown hair with crystal blue eyes. He had his hair perfectly styled and flawless skin and it wasn't even eight in the morning.
His partner, Stephano, was similarly stylish in both clothes and hair but he had darker hair and golden eyes.
"Ok I'll be here. What should I wear?" I ask.
"You look absolutely fabulous as is." He smiles, taking my hand and spinning me around in a circle. I wasn't to fancy today but I did put in some effort. I was wearing a black dress by Calvin Klein with black stockings and black flats with a gold buckle. I had on a red coat and a cream beanie as it was getting cold out.
"Alright I'll see you at four." I say.
"Bye bye my dear." He says and rushes over to the oven as the timer goes off.
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When I get to school I go straight to the Dining Hall, totally ignoring Tom. I need to get over whatever thing I had for him.
"Hot chocolate and a croissant please Simon." I ask Simon.
"Coming up." He says with his daily smile.
I smile and then look back at the table. It's only then that I realise I am in the company of only four people. Jess is reading Harry Potter and Grace is doing homework or studying or something academic. The other two people were Kate and some sort of male that she was mounted on. I'm not even sure I call that kissing. That's just plain and simply a face battle.
Cam comes over and coughs really loudly and nudging the pair.
Kate sighs and slips of the unknown boys lap.
"Honestly Cam we were just kissing." she sighs.
"Kissing? He almost ate you!" he tells her.
"I'm Liam by the way." the boy says. He was quite attractive. Brown hair. Dark eyes. Chiseled jaw line. Solid 9/10 for looks.
"I'll see you later Kate." he says as he gets up and walks over to his friends. I sense he was scared of Cam. Everyone saw what Cam did to that other guy who messed with Kate.
This is day is off to an interesting start.
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On my way to work...
Wow that sounds so grown up!
On my way to work....
I've only ever had one job before and that was when I was seven, getting daddy his coffee and water on set. He called the cutest assistant on the planet.
This was a real job and I didn't want it to stuff it up.
I showed up a little early and Stephano and Carlos welcomed me with open arms. They gave me a black apron, "so I wouldn't wreck my fabulous clothes" and a name tag that read 'Francesca'. I felt like I fit in.
Once I learnt how to successfully use the cash register, the coffee machine and wrap things up, I was off to work. It had been only an hour and a half and it was 5:20 but the customers were starting to fade away. The Kitchen (which is my nickname for Padfoot and Prongs Kitchen) is open from 8:30am to 6pm. You could tell this shop was their life. It's a cafe but late workers usually come 'round later to pick up a pie or some pasta for their family to eat for dinner.
People were starting to disappear so I started wiping down tables.
"So Francesca Bloom? Francesca Constance Ivy Bloom may I guess?" Stephano asks.
What!?
How could he possibly know my middle names?
"You do look a lot like your mother." He states.
How does he know my mum? Oh no! He knows!
"Wha-" I start to panic. If anyone found out who I was they would never leave me alone!
"Shhh don't worry Frankie we won't say anything!" he says with his kind smile.
"How did you find out?" I ask, looking down.
"We may not like to admit it but we are typical gays. We love to read celebrity magazines. We're not idiots either. How many Francesca Blooms would randomly move from Australia to Rivershade?" Carlos asks.
I shrug but we continue talking and laughing until six o'clock.
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I LOVE THESE GUYS!!
They are so funny!!
I have found out a lot of stuff about them like how their full names are Carlos 'Padfoot' Pellicano and Stephano 'Prongs' Portrifica. And that Carlos is from Turin, Italy, and Stephano is from Florence, and they met in Milan. Carlos is 33 and Stephano is 34 and they met when they were 27 and 28 so there been together for six years.
I also know that they moved to England three years ago to London but then moved to Rivershade to open up a deli/cafe a couple of months later.
"So you guys never thought of getting married?" I ask.
"We had thought of it but never really got around to the idea." Carlos said.
"We discussed it when we moved to the UK but after moving and starting up the cafe, we didn't have the money for a wedding." Stephano says.
"I'm really sorry." I say shamefully. It's so unfair that people can't marry the people they love just because they are the same sex.
I really didn't personally know any homosexual people before I moved to the UK but now I know Carlos, Stephano and I suspect Cam and Simon.
It's really not fair...
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Beautiful On Your Own
RomansaFrancesca (Frankie) Bloom has always had to live in the golden light that her mother created for her. Lights, cameras and NO PRIVACY! There are good sides to it, like designer clothes, unlimited supplies of money, outrageous holidays and a celebrity...