Mia's pov
"It is just so good to see you, Mia. Noah just does not shut up about when he's going to see you again." Sam tells me.
Samantha or Sam, still looked as beautiful as ever with her big blue eyes, her plump lips and jet black hair that fell into her neck.
I missed her and her high spirit.
"Oh, he doesn't huh?" I blush lightly.
"Speak about the devil." Sam sings.
We both look at the coffee house doors and in walks one of my oldest friends, Noah.
Noah had dirty blonde shaggy hair, a well built body, hazel eyes.
He walks into the café that we agreed to all meet up at.
It was the place we three would come to almost everyday after school.
"Princess Mia...come here." He grabs me into his tight but warm embrace and I take in his woody musk scent that I've missed.
"Noah, I missed you too." I say as I look up at him with sparkling eyes.
"Gosh, I've missed you." He smiles down at me.
"Can you not? I'm trying to eat my donut over here." Sam tells us with a disgusted look on her face as she chews a mouthful of donut.
"Chill, Sammy." Noah tells her.
Noah joins us at the table.
"Let me get you your drink. I've ordered it already." Sam says.
"What would I do without you." Noah pouts at Sam.
"If I had a dollar for all the time I've done something nice for you, I would've been a billionair by now."
"I don't think that's possible." I shake my head at Sam.
Sam leaves with a huff.
"So, how's my girl doing?" Noah then asks me in a low voice.
I think of all the things I've been through while in Spain.
I've gone through alot but I try not to think of it too much, only thing I couldn't stop thinking about was Ivan kissing me.
"Earth to Mia." Noah breaks my daze.
"Er, yeah, everything's been good. Spain's great, yeah it's great." I nod my head with a tight smile.
"Oh no, I know that look. Tell me, what happened? From the beginning till the end." Noah takes my hands in his that's set on the table.
I pull my hands out of his hold and place them in my lap.
"Nothing happened. What are you talking about?"
"Mia, I've been your best friend practically our whole lives, I know you and I know when somethings up."
I gaze into Noah's warm hazel eyes that holds so much care.
I sigh, "Maybe not right now."
"Fine. But you better talk to me. I miss my best friend." Noah nudges me in the side.
I smile sweetly at Noah.
"Here you are my good sir." Sam places down Noah's drink before him before taking her seat.
"So, meet any hot Spanish guys?" Sam starts.
"Can we not talk about this right now?" I beg Sam.
"Yeah Sam, that's her business and her business alone." Noah tells Sam sternly.
Samantha raises her hands up in surrender, "Okay, okay, sorry."
Noah looks over to me with a soft smile.
"Thanks." I whisper at him.
(Author's note: Welcome back to Love From Spain! I hope you guys are ready for this sequel because I know I am. You guys have been begging for it so here it is. It might have a slow start to it now, but it gets better, promise!)
