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Amara what a pretty name but the only down side is that she looked like the female version of Luciano. Ugh Gabriella don't hate. She's still pretty, also I do know myself that Luciano was most definitely benefited in the looks department so in a way it was a bit of a compliment. The only downside is that I did not want to be reminded of our earlier awkward interaction.

"Hi I'm Gabriella, I love your name by the way." I replied with a smile.

"Thanks, I hate it. But I like yours. Also can you please help me unpack?" I looked down to see her five suitcases, damn she brought all of that for just a few years? I rarely like collecting stuff, well apart from art. I want to start buying more pieces for me but I know that's gonna cost money I most definitely do not have. Yet that is.

"Sure, that is a lot of stuff though." I let out a little laugh and stood, starting to help her bring the rest of her things inside and then we started to unpack everything. Finally after what felt like forever was over. We fell back flat on the bed feeling exhausted.

"I can't believe I'm admitting to this but my brother was right I should have not brought five suitcases." Welp it'd most definitely saved us all of this trouble don't you think?

"It would've saved you and me the trouble." She let out a little laugh but then a notification popped up on her phone. Her smile dropped and she rolled her eyes, maybe an ex?

"What is it?" I asked

"My brother. Ugh. He's texting me asking if I'm here. I don't know why he even cares, my brother had a whole argument with me about going here acting like I had a choice, I'm only here because my dad made me, he said that he doesn't want me to 'feel alone'. My brother moved here and so did he, I was perfectly ok back in my home country with my other brother but noooo, come over here to be with the family." She looked back at her phone and began typing something. "Done." She said smiling.

"What's your brother's name?" As I stared at her, she began to look uncomfortable.

"His name...his name is um Vincent." I don't know why but that name seems fake. Don't judge Gabriella. Sometimes I just need to not care. It's the hardest thing to do but I always feel like I care too much then I don't really get to enjoy the moment. Kinda like earlier, though I absolutely hate to admit it, it's true. Guys rarely actually hit on me so when it happens I get kinda defensive like oh is this a joke or something? Instead of letting myself be complimented I start to get too much in my head, it's bad.

"Vincent's a cute name, last name?" I asked diverting away from my mind.

"Does that really matter? I hate my last name." Avoiding the question? Maybe their last name is just ugly?

"Oh no yeah I get it, so tell me more about yourse-" Before I could finish my sentence I was rudely interrupted by Luciano. I looked to our door and saw him standing there. Weird how I was just thinking about him…

"Oh mia cara sorella! Mi sei mancata!"

"Oh my dear sister! I've missed you!"

"Andare via Luciano."

"Go away Luciano." I didn't understand them but she knows Luciano too?

"Come on...don't be like that sister, I've been waiting so long for you to arrive. Can your favorite brother get a hug?"

"Let me think about that...no! Go away and just leave me alone, please. Do not try to ruin this for me ok?"

"Don't be rude in front of the lovely Gabriella. Gabriella this is my sister Amara Martini." So was Vincent just another brother that she liked better or what?

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