I'm adopted?!

Chapter 6: Shopping

When I wake up, I take a shower, put on no-make-up-make-up-look, and brush my hair. I put on some clothes:

I wonder if this is to revealing for Domenico. It's not for me, because my breasts and my ass are fully covered. You can just see some stomach and back.

Before I go downstairs, I check the clock. It's 09.00. Wow, that's early. I don't think I've ever been ready at this time on a free day.

I was still in a bad mood though, because of Antonio this night. Did I truly kill my parents? Or was he just being dramatic?

I try not to think about it too much, 'cause I honestly did not know if I did or didn't kill my biological parents.

When I came downstairs, I saw everyone except Domenico and Antonio.

"Good morning," I mumble, still a bit sleepy.

"Good morning, sleepy head," Luca smiles and I receive some more good mornings of the others.

"What do you mean with sleepy head?"

"Did you see the time? It's already nine o'clock?"

"Yes? It's a free day. Normally I wake up at eleven or twelve on a free day, unless I have to be somewhere in the morning."

"Eleven or twelve?" Dante asks, "I wake up at five everyday."

"Well, that's a way of living," I laugh.

"Yeah, but five is a bit much though," Luca says, "I think between 0630 and 0800 is human."

"No, definitely later than that."

"Depends," Amado joins our conversation, "if you got...someone over... then I sleep in till like nine."

"Someone over?" I respond, "I'm sorry, Amado, but you don't really seem like someone who does sleepovers..." I stop when I get what he means while they all stare at me akwardly. "Oh, one night stands..." Ew.

"What do you mean one night stands? I could have a girlfriend."

"Well, do you?"

"No..."

Then there's an akward silence.

"So...pancakes?" Asks Dante.

"Yes, please."

"Me too!" Says Luca.

Dante walks over to intercom like machine and pushes a button while he says: "Some pancakes please for Luca and my sorellina," and he walks back to the counter.

"You all have such luxury," I say while sitting on one of the stools.

"We have luxury, sorellina," says Dante.

"You know, you can actually say my real name that was given to me at birth instead of sorellina."

"But that's less fun, sorellina," Dante teases. "What do you want to do today? I'm free today, so we can do something together."

"Sure! Sounds fun. What did you have in mind?"

"Maybe shopping? Girls like shopping."

Unlike those wattpad hoes, I love shopping and I love clothes! "Yes! I love shopping. Hate the sexism, tho..."

"Okay, then we'll leave after breakfast."

Then a maid comes in with Luca and my pancakes, which were delicious by the way.

We stand up to go.

"Mireya," says Amado. Him and the others glare at me.

"What? What did I do wrong?"