Well well well here we are again I've decided who Plays Taya .... it's Selena Gomez, Ok soo you may read on my fabulous readers ( if you want I'm not gonna force ya not that sorta writer )
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P. s as I'm writing I'm listing to Bridget Mendler she's amazing
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GEMMAS P.O.V
"Grandma, I love your door," Gemma piped up as she passed thorough it.
The inside of the house was so comparatively dark, Gemma felt like she might faint. All she could see at first were swirling sun spots.
"Here ve are !" Grandma shouted, Clapping again.
Bapi shuttled behind, with two duffle bags and Taya's furry neon-yellow back pack over both shoulders. It was cute and depressing at the same time.
Grandma threw her arm around Gemma and squeezed her tight.
On the surface Gemma felt glad, but just under the surface it made her feel awkward.
She was just unsure how to return the gesture she had three options, one hug back, two give her a kiss on the cheek, and three stand there awkwardly.
So she just stood there awkwardly.
The house came into focus. it was larger than she expected, with ceramic tile floors and pretty rugs in the corner it had a large brown couch with hand sewn cushions, and flowers on a corner table, also it had white curtains that went on the rail above the French glass doors.
"Follow me, girls," Grandma ordered. "Ill show you your rooms and then ve'll have a nice glass of drink, okay ?"
Two zombie girls followed her upstairs. The landing up stairs was small but gave way to two large large bedroom plus a bathroom, and a short hallway down which Gemma saw two other doors.
Grandma turned into the first door. "This one for beautiful Gemma," she said proudly. Gemma didn't think so much of the simple room until Grandma threw open the heavy wooden shutters.
"Oh," Gemma said, sighing loudly.
Grandma pointed out the window. "Caldera," she announced. "Cauldron, you English say,"
"Oh," Gemma said again with genuine awe.
Though Gemma was still la bit iffy about her Grandmother, she fell instantly in love with the Caldera.
The water was a darker copy the sky, Teased by the wind just enought to make it glitter and shine.
The thin semicircular island hugged the wide expanse of water. A tiny island popped up in the middle of it.
"Oia is de most beautiful village in Greece," Grandma proclaimed, and Gemma couldn't imagine that wasn't true.
Gemma looked down at the whitewashed buildings, much like this one, clinging to cliffs jutting down to the water.
She hadn't realized before how steep it was, how strange a spot it was to make a home. Santorini was a volcano, after all. She knew from family lore that it was the sight of worst explosion in history and countless tidal waves and earthquakes.
The center of the island had literally sunk into, and all that was left was this thin, wobbly crescent of volcanic cliffs and some black ash-tinted sand.
The cauldron looked calm an pretty now but the true Santorinians liked to remind you it could start bubbling and spewing at anytime it wanted to.
Though Gemma had grown up in a flat, sprawling, grassy suburb where people feared no natural disaster worse than mosquitoes or traffic on the beltway, she'd always knows her roots were here. And now looking out at the clear blue sparking water, some deep atavistic memory bubbled up and it did feel like home was here in Greece.
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Guys that's another chapter I fell like I'm on a roll and it took me like thirty minutes to write that chapter so I think I'll upload another one today, just cause I'm awesome like that so Bon Voyage I think that's how you spell it any way bye but don't forget
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