The most horrible day that ended not so horrible. (Il Volo fan fiction)

Chapter 1: Shena! Tu Chingado ferret se salio!!!

I was dreaming blissfully about how today was going to be the day I would see my favorite group Il volo again in concert again. The last time I saw them was freaking awesome, I had snuck into their break room to try to see them and it was the first time I've ever snuck into anywhere, so I was really nervous. Anyway it didn't go the way I had hoped, I ended up getting kicked out by the tour manager who was kind of a butt hole. It wasn't entirely in vain though before he kicked me out I saw Piero, Gianluca, and Ignazio and got to give them the paper mache eggs I had made them. Your probably thinking of easter eggs aren't u? No, they were eggs that I had painted with their home towns, and on the other side I had painted a self portrait of them, I made each one specifically for them. I worked really hard on them too, took me like 3 weeks to finish them perfectly. I was so relieved when they recognized their hometowns and each one just started talking about them going off saying things like, "la tratorria!" "Mira è montepagano!" And "il tempo di Zeus!" It was like the best feeling ever, and then Gianluca was really into his egg. Asking me about the details, and how I knew where everything was... I just said Google, and he just laughed. Then I showed him on the back where I had painted him going to the beach, and I had felt little embarrassed because I had drawn him wearing that little orange speedo. Funny thing he didn't notice himself or think it was weird because he spotted my phone number I had hid on billboard, so he could later find it, but i didn't hide it well enough. At this point my face was completely red, but he wasn't affected at all, in fact he was just looking at the egg all calm. Then he asks again in that super cute Italian accent. "Is that your number?" I just smirked and said "maybe?" He smiled and chuckled and looked over at Piero who was smiling. He then winks at me and is about to give me a kiss on the cheek, when I'm woken up suddenly by mother yelling "Shena!!! Tu chingado ferret se salio!" I just sat there on my bed thinking damn it, why does someone always have to wake me up when Gianluca is about to kiss me. I yawned and trudged down the stairs, to catch my pet ferret before my mom has a cow. I was greeted by the sweet Delicious smell of my sisters homemade scones as I walked into the kitchen. My sister Elga was barely taking them out of the oven. "Yum! Lela I love your scones, what flavor are they?" I asked her. She was older then me, so much so when I went shopping with her, people thought she was my mom. "Raspberry white chocolate, beba. You have to catch the ferret before we eat though." I sighed and started looking around on the floor. Lucca was my pet ferret, and is the craziest little ball of energy you'll ever see. He is also a Houdini of the ferret world, he can get out of anywhere we put him. He has escaped from his own cage at least five times, and when he does this he just goes crazy. Like last time he escaped he snuck into my violin case... And you can imagine the surprise I gave my violin teacher when a furry brown animal jumps out of your case and straits jumping everywhere like a slinky.

I suddenly saw a brown streak run across the living room.

"Ferret! I cried out

The ferret popped his head out from under the coach, his little pink nose twitching and his little black beady eyes looking at me curiously. I pursed my lips and bended down to pick him up. I looked at him and stroked his little furry head and placed him back in his cage, and gave him some ferret treats. He ate a few and climbed back into his tunnel hammock, and stuck his paw out of the hole as he slept,

"That is the strangest laziest animal I have ever seen. " my mom said piercing the brief silence. I smirked and sat down at the table.

"Yup... Where's pop?" I asked serving myself a scone.

"He's in the garage I think. He will be here in a minute." Elga answered. I nodded and started eating my scone. "Beba, Are you excited for today?" My sister said in her baby voice she always uses for me. I started to grin, "Really, REALLY excited. I can't wait."

At this point my father walks. "I bet. Last time you went you almost fainted when you first saw Gianluca. He said jokingly.

I frowned. "I did not... I was hyperventilating totally different from fainting. But this time will be different, I will completely keep my cool. So I can sing to Gianluca, No tengo edad... By my favorite female singer Gigliola Cinquetti!!!" I said overreacting a Italian accent. My mom chuckled, and held my hand. "Are you sure you'll be able to sing for him? Remember last time the manager barely gave you enough time to give them your eggs and a picture and allachingada te sacaron."

I looked down at my plate, and bit my lip. "Its OK, Kate and I have a plan to go early. They always come out on stage to set up, and not many people are there. So I'm confident I can..." I lied a little at the last part. I wasn't entire certain if we could get him alone so I won't have any distractions to sing to him. You see ever since I had heard this song it described perfectly what I had wanted to say to Gianluca. The song was about a girl who fell in love with this guy but she isn't old enough and she's telling him about how her love for him. So I thought if I sang the song to him I could get what I feel off my chest without looking like a crazy love struck girl.

I looked over at the clock, 10:45. "Aw, crud! I better get ready!" I said to everyone at the table. I ran upstairs like a rocket, and jumped into the shower.