I hadn't seen Stefan in a while. I didn't notice because of the extra assignments we had that week but I was thinking about that hug all the time. He didn't mean anything at all but it felt so nice. Maybe the hug meant something to me. SHUT UP MILLIE!!!!! It wouldn't work out. He was a hard core gypsy Nana's boy. He'd never fall in love with a gorga even if we were the last two people on the blipping planet. WHY!!!!?? Maybe it was best to stay friends. There were no complications then. I guess...
Why hadn't he called me? Even Hester had been acting wierd, like she was trying to avoid me or something. Should I go talk to her? First I had to see what was wrong with Stefan so I went out during our tea break to the woods but on the way I stopped at Karl's shop to see that there was no glass and the windows were boarded with card board.
"Hey Millie", called Beth who lived above Karl's shop. I looked up and waved. We talked a bit about the white rose until I finally asked about the shop and she told me about how shop lifters had bashed the place up. I was stunned. Beth told me Karl was at hospital, I decided to pay a visit forgetting about Stefan.
Stefan was at the hospital with Ferka who has yellow bruises down his arms and a big scar across his forehead. They were in Karl's ward. He didn't look too good with a bandaged forehead and his cast leg dangling in a sling.
"I promise there won't be anymore trouble",said Stefan. "...And this was involving me not Ferka."
" 's okay",said Karl."I geddit an' I don' give a damn...nice to know some ones standin' up to de racist brat." Ferka let out a sigh of relief." But tree weeks of pay are off..ya 'ear boy?" Ferka nodded and they came out. I smiled. Stefan stood in front of me not returning the smile.
"Uh..hi", I said.
"Hey,"he said expressionless. "What do you want?" Was it me or did that sound hostile?
"It's been a week since we hung out...okay, what's wrong with you?"
"Do you know Terrence?"
"Terrence..yeah the lawyer's son." He nodded, about to walk away. I blocked him.
"Look you had your fun using me against your ex", he growled."What more do you want?"
"What are you talking about?"
"Terrence told me."
I scoffed." You pick fights with that guy and you'll believe what the creep says." I shook my head. "Yeah, I do know Terrence because Grandpa used to work for his Dad and I'd go to the office on weekends when Gran hung out with her friends. I'd play with Terrence and even after Grandpa quit, I'd meet up with him but he started hanging out with the other creeps and he tried to...do me once. I haven't talked to him since." Stefan stood silent. "I would never use anyone let alone you."
"I..I'm sorry..Millie." I shrugged smiling.
"How do you plan on making it up?"
"I think I deserve that,"he said. I nodded "Hey, there's Onas' welcome party for Hester. Why don't you come?"
"Gorgas can't come."
"Well..be a gypsy for a day."
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I shouldn't go. That was all I kept on telling myself. "MILLIE!!!", called Nana across the hall. I went over and saw Hester seated on the couch. My mouth dropped open. She was in an itty bitty shiny pink top, tiny tight pink skirt, silver stilletto boots and lots of bling, holding onto a carrier bag. I dragged her to my room.
"Listen...I like this outfit. You look hot but simmer it down when you come here. My grand parents don't know much about you lot."
"Oh..kay."
"Why are you away from your party?", I asked as she sat down on my bed.
"Need to run through some things. First, you are my manoush cousin from Telford whose come to visit...you're aunt Kiya's daughter."
"Maybe I shouldn't come."
"NO!!! You're a part of the gang. You have to. " I smiled." Listen, I'm sorry I ignored you this past week. I felt bad for Stefan..and now it's not true so.."
"You're forgiven."
"Aww." We had a little hug.
"Number 2, your outfit."
"What? What's wrong with it?"
"It's too plain." She delved into her carrier bag and pulled out a skirt and a top. Oh my God....I loved it.
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When the gypsy met the gorga
Romance"What if I died?",asked Stefan. "Huh?", Millie asked . "That's it. I can die any time..any second. Us Romanis believe that life is a short privilege and what I'm going to say might be..too early for a Gorga. I won't persuade you if you don't agree...