Chapter Eight: Intro

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It feels like I am in that one movie with the girl sitting in the rain starving

and the boy who is her love interest tosses her the bread.

Can a Red head like him be mine?

I am looking in the window and the door says open but my heart says no.

He looks cute punk rocker clothing bright ruby red hair, and the sweet smell of

bread and pastrys cook and my mouth slavivating like the mighty Niagara falls,

and the florescent light makes his beauty like skin ghost and his lips full but

light.

He flips the cosmos magazine, I stopped by here for two whole days now looking

at him and only him and today is my third and tomarrow is the Italian holiday

they celebrate called May Day.

“Wow...” I stumbled

My accent is soft and strong, I am the girl with wavy black hair that has a hint

of red and the funny freckles looking skin, I am African-American and Greece(the

northern kind) and my light skin and cats eye green eyes and my wavy hair cut in

the back and long in the front and it starts to rain.

“Mother fucker!” I yelled

He quickly looks up at me and my eyes go empty and my face is on fire and my

catholic school uniform and brief case is wet and I start walking away quickly

and look at the Rome city skyline.

“Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck...!” I muttered fearfully

I hear a deep male voice and he says “Geia sou den teleió̱seis gia ména tó̱ra o

ouranós ékane óla étoima.” he says pervy

I look up and he is here standing next to me juggling and umbrella in one hand

and a hot coffee and he is looking up at me and his eyes are the killer

for-get-me-not-blue eyes and ice cold skin light, wet and warm. “Boreíte ...

eísai Élli̱nas?”  I asked nicely

“Nai Cutie, allá moiázei me éna katharó. Eíste apó edó̱.” he said nicely

I shake my head no. “US Virgin islands.” I said kindly in English

A EXTREAMLY long pause.

“Hmmm, a Virgin are you touched by me for the very first time.” he laughed

“How original.” I snapped

I swiped the coffee and his eyes go wide and I know his eyes are looking all

over me. “You ware every thing baggy.” he asked wonderfully

I walk away and don't mind him and yell “Taxi!” I secreamed in Italian

He walks back to his curb area and sees me go away. “Julielyn Palmroy.

XX34-906.” he mumbled

And Hour later I look at the package my brother sent me from boston and I open

it. He is a Fashion designer and he is a noob at it. I put it on.

“Jimmmmmmmyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!” I yelled pissed off

It's a tight fitted short one sleeved dress and I look in the mirror. “Like that

song says for you Julie you have Ass ass ass and boobs sis and most of these I

am making are floral and meant for breasty people like you, ware this with the

blue eyeliner and the kitten heels that you have and I packed a sweet sexy baby

doll dress that I sent also. Aww fuck you to Jimmy.” I said coldly

I look in the mirror I am a ordinary High school student studying Abroad in

Italy and I have a voluptuous body just for a teen, Boobs that are 38 Triple D

and nice ass and long legs and I am Five foot six and I look like a normal teen.

The door rapps and taps.

“ Coming!” I yelled

I turn and run to the door and look thru the peep hole. It's a messy Ruck shack

but it has the homely feeling to it and I open up the door.

“Ludwig  hey...” I said Nicely

“Please call me...Hot damn Julie what in gods name!” he said

I notice his pants and he his astoundment, and lecherous scarlet color he is and

he enters my house.

“Clovis! Restroom is past the kitchen on the left.” I snapped

“Gotcha!” he yelled

His Aryan race is the pure of all and the linage has past and he is American and

he is the nice person I ever meet and he tells me he has plans to end that

linage.

“Thanks Julie.” He said calmly

His star struck blue eyes advert me  and look at him.“Yes, what are roomies

for.” I snapped

Yes I know your saying what, but he has the guest room across the hall from my

room when he needs it. “Julie, I know tomarrow is well MayDay will you like

to...” He asked

Bam! Books slam on his head.“Ask her what.”

“Rahela!” yelled Clovis

The girl vampire looking and happy we meet the first day of school and she is

nice as nice can be, her false red eyes and she soft but thick Romanian accent.

“You to please shut the fuck up!” I yelled

I have a robe on and we look at each other. “VayDay(May Day) I tomorrow you

wanna have fun and go to the V show?” Rahela Asked nicely

“Why no do you wanna go to Cove?” I asked

“Why not.” He stumbled

The phone rings. “No.”  we chimed

We laugh and I walk into the kitchen. “Dinnah*.” asked Rahela

*spelling for Rahela will be Diffrent because her accent.

“Yea it's left overs you can have some if you like.” I said Calmly

“No thank you.” said Clovis shyly

I look at him, Clovis is a shy but rowdy person and his star eyes and snow

blonde and his light skin I can see the look in his eyes like he loves someone.

I hope it's not me.

Midnight. I am laying in the den in a nice sexy candy striper lace nightdress

garments and I look out the window and the moon is a crescent like the biscuit

soaked in yellow, runny fulid that we called butter and yummy wine tasting

succulent grape jam and I am sitting up and nice spring breeze and I feel a hand

go up.

“Jewel...” said a tender male voice

I turn my head and the snow hair brushes up to my body and are nose

touches.“Clove.” I said

We look at each other and his lips get closer to mine.

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