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Who would have ever thought that Luciano Martini could have stolen my heart?

It was a regular Monday and I was running late to art class once again when I met him. More like he ended up bumping right into me making me drop my books on the floor pleasant right? A smirk then spread across his lips as I bent down to pick my things up from the floor. Thanks for the help. Typical. Arrogant. Rude.

"Maria right?" Who was Maria?

"No and who are you?" I questioned him even though I knew exactly who he was I wanted to get the words out of him.

"I've been here for one week now have you not heard of me? Luciano Martini. Yes, yes I am the son of Emilio Martini, please hold your applause." Self centered cocky bitch? Dealt with that plenty of times before that at this point I'm just far too used to and tired of seeing it. But to be honest if I was in his position I guess I could see why he'd brag endlessly about himself. I would too. His father is one of the most powerful businessmen , he came from nothing and now owns a billionaires paradise of his own. So he's pretty well off. Still I think he's rude. Giving how hard his dad worked to make it to where he is now his son is very much spoilt and farrr too comfortable in his wealth.

"Ok Luciano well could you move yourself, I have to get to art class. And let's also not forget how you made me drop my things which are making me exceedingly more late which I have to say I do not appreciate. Pleaser and thank you."

"You know when you meet someone and they say their name it's quite common that you introduce yourself. I never missed this place, Italy was much better." Italy. I had found out that he lived in Italy most his life until his father moved him back here to be with him.

"Gabriella, I don't know who this 'Maria' girl is. Hope you have fun trying to find her. Now please move. I've got a career to be chasing after. Thanks."

"My mistake you just remind me of her. That's all." He said with a smile. So I remind you of your little girlfriends? Cool little insight on your life Luciano, you've just got me drooling for you, you know what? Let's just get married because I'm so in love! I rolled my eyes.

"If you say so, now please I have a class to get to like I've mentioned already! You really like making me repeat myself don't you?"

"Oh right yes, but uh before you head over to algebra or art I think it was, take this with you." He passed me a little note and that was that.

We went our separate ways, after art had ended I had decided to go back to my dorm, I was apparently getting a new roommate for the year and so that should be fun. Whilst I waited I decided to look at the note, and it read, " Call me, I wanna get to know my future girlfriend." He had also written down his number. Weirdo. I began to laugh thinking how weird this situation was, He was rich and yeah sure he looked somewhat decent but still he wasn't anything special. I could actually see myself with him but if he wasn't that arrogant and so self absorbed. If he changed that, I would see myself actually starting to consider the relationship of me and him. But no. I don't get his agenda, he's got like 1,000 girls already in love with him in his first week alone so why is he all of a sudden interested in me of all people? It just doesn't make sense. I put the note in my drawer as I heard someone at the door.

"Hi, I'm your new roommate. I'm Amara and you?"

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