Anna is a gemini of 17 y/o and lives in Italy with her mom. She is a shy, enterprising, courageous girl and she's the right way perverse. Her sister, Sara, is a well-known actress in New York. Anna's dream has always been to go to the United States...
as soon as i go down i see Robert and my mother preparing the pizza with their own hands. He notice me
"here you are, youre alive huh?"
"mh yeah i slept all afternoon"
"i see.. what do you want on your pizza? is Ananas good?"
hold up. He didn't really say that. My half smile faded and my eyes became serious as even my mother can't. I look at him with a killer look. C'mon
he laugh
"just kidding. I know that whoever puts pineapple pizza should be burned at the stake"
"oh so you learned something from us then"
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we smile at each other and hear footsteps, synchronized we look at the stairs and see Sara go down
"when will we eat?"
he walks up to her smiling and kisses her on the cheek
"very soon my love"
She smile. They're so cute together.. i wish i had a relationship like their. We see my mother taking the pizzas and place them on the table
"it's ready!"
the lovebirds and i sit down at the table calmly. On the one hand my mother sits next to my sister and on the other i am next to Robert. We start eating. At a certain point my mom says
"mh that pizza is so good"
Robert: "of course it is, we made it with our hands"
Sara: "well what do we do? are you going to watch yall all evening? let's talk about something"
Robert: "yeah. Anna?"
I still have my mouth full of pizza but i don't care and talk
"Yes?"
"can you teach me a few words in Italian?"
my time to shine has come. My mother and sister smile as they look at each other.
"why not, i warn you it's not easy"
"don't worry, i want to try"
"ok, any particular words or phrases you want to learn?"
"mh no you choose for me"
"okay then. have you ever heard the word bruschetta?"
"yes, if i'm not mistaken, it's that piece of bread where you usually put oil, tomato, oregano on it .."
"yeah kinda, well say it"
"bruscietta"
forget it. Americans just can't pronounce it, but let's give him another chance
"try again but pronounce the C very hard"
"bruschietta"
"ok no i don't think you can do it" I laugh and he laughs with me.
