Arranged Love: Juliana's Story - Completed

Arranged Love: Juliana's Story - Chapter 1

Author's Note: This is a back story about two characters to my sissy's story. Just like in my sissy's story. Juliana is an Italian-American, she speaks Italian, Spanish and a few other languages. So when she speaks a different language the English translation will be in (), so the set up will assomigli a questo (look like this). ;) Don't forget to read Arranged Love by KC_Holmes (my sis) you can find her under my fans or the I’m a fan of. Thanks and enjoy! =)

Arranged Love: Juliana's story

Chapter One

It was one of those days that you absolutely dread and would wish for a lightning bolt to shoot out of the sunny sky and strike you down. Yes, that was my day and how desperately I was wishing for that lightning bolt to hit me. It is 4pm on my 20th birthday and I had been sitting on my bed holding the one thing I had hoped beyond all reason not to receive for the last hour. To bad I was unlucky, no luck in not getting this and not lucky enough to get struck down by a lightning bolt. I knew it was coming but that didn't ease the fact the world would be ending the moment I opened the dreaded dark blood red envelope. No, I am not being overly dramatic here—ok I am a dramatic person sometime overly so—in this case no such luck. See told you I am unlucky. All right let me explain, my family is a little twisted on our 20th birthdays we get a blood red envelope that contains the end of the world. It is our family's tradition though it is a little messed up considering we live in this day and age but that is the way it is. See our grandparents arrange for us a marriage at a young age—usually still in diapers—we go through life normally and then on our 20th birthday we get the accursed blood red envelope which contains a letter from our grandparents along with a legal marriage contract that we cannot get out of. Well, no point in continuing to sit here like a bump on a log, might as well open it and read the letter to find out who I am so unluckily marrying.

'Juliana più caro, I' la VE ha organizzato un'unione per voi ad un giovane chiamato padroni di Koran. Chieda alla vostra madre il resto dei particolari. Ami, nonna' (Dearest Juliana, I've arranged a marriage for you to a young man named Koran Masters. Ask your mother for the rest of the details. Love, Grandma) Figures, it's just like her to give the smallest amount of info and then tell you to go ask someone else. This was so irritating that I was about to explode.

"Caterina!!" I screamed way to loud and was pretty sure that the whole neighborhood heard me.

"What that hel ah heck Liana? I think my ears are bleeding now." Said Caterina my baby sister as she entered my room.

"Your ears are fine. Nice save there Rina." I smirked at her. Rina I swear was a trucker/sailor with the way she cursed. "Where is Mamma?" I asked her while still holding the quote "letter" from Nonna (Grandma) in my hand—she had died 9 years ago and she was still making my life difficult!

"You scream so loud that my ears bleed just to ask where Mamma is? Really Liana you could just have screamed for her instead." Rina answered rolling her eyes at me. I was about ready to ring her neck! Oh well, she'll pay anyway and if she thought her ears where bleeding before then she was in for surprise now.

"MAMMA!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. If the whole entire neighborhood didn't hear me before then they sure as heck did now not to mention the surrounding states.

"Juliana, for goodness sakes that was not necessary. Calm down before everyone in the world hears your screaming." Came the calm voice of my mother figures she can be all calm well fine she can be that way and I'll just continue to have my hysterical breakdown. “Caterina, go set the table please. I need to talk to your sister for a moment." I watched Rina exit my room quietly and glared at my mom as she sat down on my bed. I started pacing back and forth across my room.

"Who is Koran Masters?" I asked her since Nonna told me absolutely nothing other then hey guess what you're getting married! Yeah yeah, I am a drama queen.