chapter 3

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After a half hour's drive to go to the University, it was outside Volterra City but in a small town, I walked out of the car and thanked the driver as I paid him and shut the door. I looked up at the school in front of me and it was just any ordinary University, but it was made up of old brick walls, and long windows, showing its longtime period building. I swallowed the lump in my throat and walked inside 

When I walked inside, the air tension changed. It was a bit cool on the inside as I continued walking and spotted the board hanging on the wall, there were notes pinned everywhere, mostly written in Italian. It took me minutes to examine when I finally found the school map. I searched for the office and found it, as I made my way, remembering the ways. The school wasn't empty, there were students already inside the classrooms 

I placed my hand on the handle and opened it, and as I peeked inside, there were staff at their tables. Then a woman looked up at me, fixing her eyeglasses to get a clearer look 

" Yes, dear? " She asks with a  heavy Italian accent, I send her a small smile and decide to take a seat in the chair beside her table 

" Buongiorno signora, I'm Verena Swan, one of the students who got accepted here with the free scholarship " I explained, as the woman's face brightened up 

" Ahh yes, Miss Swan, very lucky indeed, there were only seven students who got picked for the free scholarship. Erm, do you have your folder? " She asked, i couldn't contain my smile when hearing what she said to me, she was right, I was very lucky to get accepted, or else ill be working for years just to save money for college. I nodded and handed her my folder 

It took half an hour before she finally accepted my files and gave me some school papers which contained my class schedule, acceptance, about the University, and things. I stood from the chair and shook her hand as she congratulated me once again, when I left the building I called a taxi to go back to Volterra. 

While I was inside the car, I placed the papers down in my lap before slipping my phone out of my pocket and deciding to call my Uncle. It ringed for a few seconds before he picked it up

" hi! " I greeted cheerily, as I heard Uncle Charlie chuckling on the other side

" sounds like you had a good time, huh? How was it? " He asks. Our call lasted twenty minutes before the taxi stopped beside my building apartment, I said goodbye to my uncle with a smile on my face and left the car.

As I began walking up the stairs, I then remembered my neighbor, Lucas, offered to go out with him tonight. A small smile formed on my face as I felt my cheeks heating a bit, I used my keys to open the front door and went inside.

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Since the weather here was different than where I grew up, Forks usually have rain, fog, gloomy weather, and breezy air, luckily I packed different clothes because here in Volterra, it's always sunny and warm

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Since the weather here was different than where I grew up, Forks usually have rain, fog, gloomy weather, and breezy air, luckily I packed different clothes because here in Volterra, it's always sunny and warm.

I stood in front of my body mirror while wearing a simple, white mini dress, I paired it with my sandals and necklace that I got from a thrift store. I combed my hair and put my vulnerable things inside my black shoulder bag, then in a few minutes I heard someone knocking on the door. My ears perked, knowing who it was.

I made sure I got the plugs off and the windows shut before I went. I opened the front door and in front of me was Lucas, wearing a comfortable outside as his blond hair was styled in a slick side, then a toothpick between his teeth. We both smiled when we saw each other

" wow— i-i— You look very beautiful " Lucas breathed out. My cheeks turned crimson red when hearing his compliment

" you don't look bad either tonight " I replied making him chuckle.

" shall we? " Lucas says, I nodded my head and shut the door behind me. I didn't know what was the event tonight, but after a few minutes of walking in the streets of the city, there were people having fun around. A band playing their instruments in a jazz way

Italian people cheered as they danced together in the street, unbothered. It was already getting dark outside, I couldn't help but not to chuckle as I watched the people having a fun time together, but then I squealed loudly when someone grabbed my hand and pulled where the people were dancing.

I turned and saw an Italian man dancing with me, I laughed as he held my both hands, but not in an uncomfortable way, I didn't hesitate to dance like the rest

Their cheers, laughs and whistles filled my ears. I felt free in the new surroundings I was in

" Sei bellissima, signorina, " the unknown Italian man said, I looked at him, confused, not knowing what he just told me. But before I could let out words from my mouth, he grabbed my hand and twirled me around, letting me go.

My vision was spinning, but then someone grabbed me by my waist, stopping me, I looked up and giggled when it was Lucas, who smiling down at me.

" having fun? " he asked and pulled me away from the dancing people. I catch my breath and nod, glancing back one last time at the party that's happening in the street.

" what's the occasion? " I asked and fixed the strap of my dress on my shoulder. Lucas laughed at my question

" it's not an occasion, Italian people tend to enjoy doing it, so they do it all the time they want " He explained, after a few minutes of walking in the street, me and Lucas decided to eat dinner in this small Italian restaurant.









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This is only a work of fiction, I own Verena  and her story. Thank you, and enjoy

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