The week flew by, fighting, writing and cooking then at 7 o'clock dinner! So just repeat that for 7 days and you understand. Then Friday 25th July I woke up in the morning to graduate from Francis Lewis High. My heart was pounding and I'm surprised everyone didn't hear it at breakfast, even though I barely ate the pancakes with syrup and butter.
I ran back upstairs to strap my gun to my leg and slipped on my black knee high dress, curled my hair and did a black smokey eye makeup look. Placed my feet into my black Christian Louboutins and grabbed my gown and hat.
Eagerly, I ran down the stairs which is not the best idea in a 150cm heal and fell flat on my face messing all my hair up and making my gown and hat fly near to the front door. Straight away I was picked up by a familiar face, Lucas, "Careful there mi amore" he smiled with a cheesy grin. I brushed down my dress from the dust and what ever tiny particles were on the cold hallway floor, whilst Lucas was just stood there in amazement. "Shut your mouth," I said "You'll catch flies" Lucas looked at me, smiled with his devilish grin walked off and said, "Mi amore you look stunning". I could feel my cheeks flushing with an alarming red until he said "For someone whos just fell over onto their hallway floor" and walked off laughing. And that for you ladies and gentlemen was the famous Lucas Castellano live and even more charming in person.
I rolled my eyes and walked into the kitchen where all my family was stood, Carina was stood with her jet black iPhone 7 in hand just waiting to take a picture, Dallas was showing Lucas his new prize position his latest black Tommy gun that he looked after so carefully it may as well be a child, Dad was stood on the phone and said quietly "you look lovely Mi bambino" then when back to his call. I was brought back to reality when Vivi ran up and hugged me, congratulating me on my achievements, she was also in a black dress, most likely with her white gun strapped to her thigh. Her sandy blonde hair fell in loose ringlets whilst her makeup look was simple.
Carina took our picture so I placed on a fake smile and placed my arm around Vivi. My mind still wandered about where my placed lied after graduation finished at 5:30 pm, what my job would be and how I would execute it. For a moment I forgot I was stood in a busy kitchen with five people waiting for me to say something.Then suddenly I was brought back with my dad cursing in Italian at a blank screen on his phone.Eventually leading him to walk up to me saying "Amore, hopefully, this will all be sorted for when you lead, congratulations dear". He placed a kiss on my forehead and left through the back door.
"Come on," Vivi said but I was already walking out the archway, making my way to the garage, whilst wiping a cold tear away. I grabbed my car keys off the hook and hugged Carina, then Dallas and finally Lucas. I think he saw I was crying and said "Are you sure you don't want me to drive you?" but I refused with a small nod and I and Vivi hoped into our matching Audi R8s, hers was white and mine black. I rolled down the window and waved and drove down the winding driveway freely for the last time.
