It's been a whole day since the whole dancing in the rain incident.
And all I can think about is him.
"Hey you okay," Jennie says tapping me on the shoulder.
"I'm fine," I said reassuring her.
"You don't seem like it."
"Tired I guess."
"Whatever you say, also did you hear what happened on Saturday," Jennie says lowering her voice when she said the last part.
"No what happened," I said also whispering back.
"The Italian mafia stole the American mafias shipment."
"Seriously," I said.
Jennie nodded in response. So that's what they where planning to do on Saturday, see I knew I would find out eventually.
"I over heard Enzo speaking about it on the phone. He was speaking in Italian so I don't think he knew I was ears dropping." I said, confessing to Jennie.
"Holy shit, didn't you get caught." Jennie says surprised.
I just shook my head, "he did it in front of me, he thinks I don't understand Italian."
"Why would he think that." Jennie says raising an eyebrow.
"I told him I couldn't speak Italian," I said telling her the truth.
"And why would you do that," she said confused.
"I'm asking my self the same question," I said sighing.
Don't get me wrong I've lied before, many times actually. But just something about lying to Enzo makes me feel guilty and I don't know why.
Ever since yesterday I've been confused about what I feel towards him. I think I'm falling in love with him. But how can I, I met him a more then a month ago, how can I fall so easily.
But let's not forget about Lilly, who harassed me in the bathroom's. With her stupid speech about 'staying away from Enzo.'
I'm gonna get a headache if I keep thinking about him.
(Ding, Ding)
"Okay have a good afternoon students." My teacher yelled as everyone rushed to get to lunch.
"Hey do you mind going ahead, I need to grab a few thing and go to the bathroom. " I tell Jennie as we where walking out of the classroom.
"Sure I need to grab a few things from my locker anyways."
"Okay we'll meet at our normal spots,"
"Yup, see you in a bit," Jennie says as she walks the opposite direction.
I start walking to my locker. Once I have reached my locker I open it and start taking my things for the next class and putting away books I didn't need.
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Belladonna
Romance~ Belladonna flower ~ A gift of belladonna might interpreted as a warning or a symbol of death. Rebecca Rose - A sweet and kind hearted girl, who tries her best to stay in the shadows. But what happens when her dark past starts to haunt her. With h...