Forbidden Love...💟

Payback is a bitch.

THE ABOVE PIC IS CARLOTTA.

Celestina's POV

I'm like......wow! I can't believe she is here. I used to hang out with her all the time when we were younger. She never changed in looks, still sticking to her natural looks. She was my only acquaintance or friend when I was younger. Sad. My mind tsked. She was my father's friend daughter. We both were sworn to secrecy to the same secret at young age. I can't believe it. Dio Mio.

I loved her and I adored her. She was my role model. I'm kidding, it was the opposite....

"Hey, are you okay? You look like you zoned out for a while?" Her voice brought me back from my thoughts.

"I am fine. Why wouldn't I be fine?" My voice dripping with my Italian accent.

Her face showed a flicker of different emotions. All I could see was happiness, surprise, confusion and sadness. Why would she feel sad? Did I make her sad? Huh, didn't know I was that rude?

"I saw Bliss talking to you. She is always like that-'marking her territory'." Carlotta said making air quotes on her last words.

"It's fine. I don't let spoiled brats ruin my day. She hasn't crossed the limits yet. If she did, she wouldn't live another day to see the daylight." I said and mumbled the last part.

Carlotta let out a loud laugh and said, "You're funny. I like you already since we share the mutual dislike for Bliss the head cheerleader." She squealed the 'head cheerleader' part. The squeaky sound made me chuckle.

Before I could say anything, she spoke again like always. "Okay, I have English and lunch at 1. What do you have now?"

I checked my timetable even though I had my timetable memorized. Don't show off much, I reminded myself. I had English Literature and lunch at 1, I mentally sigh... same as her.

"I have the same class as you." I said blankly.

"Now let's go, Don't want to be late for our first class." She winked at me and pulled to the direction of the class. A grin almost broke out in my face but I hid it with small smile. Stupid French potato!

We entered the class and the whole student council was staring at me. I wanted to prick their eyes. I didn't like them staring at me. The professor turned around to see me in a bored expression. Smile please, cheese. Geez. Rhyme much. You are not funny.

"Welcome, so you must be the new student. Cassandra, right?" The professor said, bored. He rifled through some papers.

"Celestina, sir."

"Oh, whatever." He mumbled the last part. The class is gonna be so much fun. Yay, note the sarcasm, please. "Take the seat the next to Carla."

"Mr. McDuff, there is no Carla in this class." A boy with brown hair and brown eyes said moving his glasses deeper and closer to his eyes.

"The one behind the blond boy is Carla." Mr. Mcduff said. What kind of a name is that? Sound like a McDonald's meal.

"Sir, my name is Carlotta." Her voice echoed through the room. I just sighed, hoping the class goes well.

"Right, the French dessert." He murmured and he said the next part aloud. "Okay, go sit next to her."

I sat next to her and gave her a small smile. In return, she gave me a cheeky grin. I shook my head and smiled at her. "Does he have short term memory loss or did he hit his head and forget everything?"