Finding Mr.Mafia ( sequel to From Home...)

(chapter 7) Finding Mr. Mafia

I'm procrastinating from a U.S History chapter outline so my class can do college level based DBW on Monday. Yeah, I know, EWWW! That's exactly why I'm procrastinating. Is that even how you spell it? Whatever. My teacher sucks.

Anyway, on the bright side. The snow's up to my waist for the first time in years where I live! It'll make walking to school sucks, but I'll get to ski!!!

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You know, nobody ever reads these author notes, seriously. I always do because they're most likely important and funny. And you get to know people better. From now on, I'm going to put something important in here so if you didn't read these and miss something, too bad, so sad! What important thing should I put in here? I know. Um, how do I say this.

I'm going through a tough time right now. I know that half of people's marriage or something end up this way, but it still come as shock to me. My parents divorced. So I'm sad right now. I just thought we'd be different, and happy. We were like the model family in our family. One of my uncle's too strict to his kids. They're stinking rich with Ipods and Wiis and a hotel and stuff but they're not allowed to play with it. The other one is too loose because their kids is watching Youtube on their own and picking up swear words. The 2 year old ( she swears, even though she doesn't know what it means) have her toe nails painted and wears gloss. So my mom and dad did better. They were a great pair, too. I tried to stop it, making them watch Family Portrait by Pink and then end up snot crying and the whole nine yard. And then I started getting C's and D's. I'm a straight A's student, so that's bad. 

Right now, my dad is probably marrying someone else. This month or someting next month. I don't know the specifics and I don't want to. It's in a different country so I can't go anyways. I wanted to focuse on my family problems. I even considered quitting Wattpad to focus on family problems. I seriously had. I even typed the whole I'm quitting speech here. But then I realize I can't quit because I love reading and writing. It's been almost a year since I joined and Wattpad was, and still is a part of my life. I'm not willing to let go just yet. Maybe another year. I don't know what the future holds, but thank you for being kind to me and just reading. I think might quit after Zoey's adventures are over. Stuff the other story and Jenny and Bryce. They'll survive staying in my head. Jenny will be sad, though.( Can you say longest autor message ever?)

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Chapter 7

I can't believe our luck, running into him here of all places. I wonder why nobody noticed him, yet. He seemed bug-free.  I sauntered over to him. What's his name again? She only mentioned it once.

- Go ahead, beg me for my photographic memory.

-- Fine, Meah, do you know what his name is?

- Mrs. Fonsuare said Jon.

--Thank you.

I heard gasps as I near the two groups. Then, the group that surround the girl fluttered in panic. I look at them confusedly. A woman with obvious power and wealth stormed into the group. Her flaming red air fluttered as she lifted the see through fabric of the 'it' girl's skirt and frowned deeply. She shouted something in French and everyone looked uncomfortable. She stormed away.

Now that she's gone, I can see that the dress the girl was wearing have a tear in it, right from the left up to where her thong is visible. The girl was also frowning and demanding stuff in French. I shrugged both of them off and continued to walk towards Jon again.