Authors note ~ Ignore the tattoos in the picture i'll post all of Valentina's tattoos next :)
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Valentina's Pov
Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Today was my first day of attending Crescent Moon High School and i was already late to my first lesson. Not like it mattered much but i needed to keep my head down.
I wandered through the countless hallways all which where deserted as the first bell rang 15 minutes ago. I was practically running to find E7 but i couldn't find the damn classroom anywhere. I turned onto what felt like the 100th corridor and ran straight into a wall or should i say person. To make things worse the fucker pushed me to the hard floor with a lot of force and i fell to the ground. For anyone else it would have hurt but i've had worse, way worse. Instead i was angry.
"What the actual fuck is your problem, god people don't have manners these days. Debería golpearte, sabes. Gordo bastardo." (I should hit you, you know. Fat bastard) My mouth as you could tell had no filter and often switched back to my main language Spanish, however i was also fluent in 5 other languages a much needed asset for my job.
As i stood up i didn't bother to turn to the idiot of fear of me actually hitting him and breaking his jaw instead i focused on fixing my clothes and made sure nothing fell on the floor. Once i was certain i had everything i finally looked up and holy hell, god stood in front of me.
His figure towered over my 5'8 frame making him about 6'6. He had his hair slicked back which was extra sexy and had stunning tattoos decorating his skin. Even though we had no selected uniform he wore a suit leaving his buttons on his shirt half way undone. His eyes. God they were beautiful. They were a stunning light grey which swirled with curiosity and another emotion i could not quite place. The way he stood screamed power and something told me to stay away from him but when do i ever listen?
I didn't realise i was staring into his gorgeous eyes until one of his mates, i'm presuming, said something. My eyes flickered over to the guy who's hair was half black and half white but quickly locked back onto the guy standing in front of me. The guy held a slight grin on his face trying to indicate something but i didn't understand so i just shook my head and turned away.
I gasped as an electrical shock ran through my veins. I looked to what caused it and it was no other then God himself - okay not literally but he might as well be - he hand latched onto my wrist making me feel all kinds of things. Unfortunately he removed his hand away from me and placed it in his pocket.
"What's your name amore," his voice was deep and rough which sent shivers down my spine the nickname amore sounded natural and i loved it. I promised myself i wasn't going to get involved with guys but one wouldn't hurt. Right?
"È Valentina amore mio ciò che è tuo?" (My name is Valentina my love what is yours?) I thanked the lords that i knew how to speak Italian so i could score guys like this. Okay i sounded really thirsty but he was my dream guy can you blame me? When the guy didn't reply i laughed loudly to try and break the silence, lucky it worked and he snapped out of his daze? "what cat got your tongue sweetheart?" I knew i was playing with fire as his eyes clouded over, he did not like to be messed around with but no one can stop me.
"It's Alessandro but please call me Alex for short." mmh i liked the name Alessandro it showed off his Italian inheritance while Alex sounds boring and plain - sorry to all the Alex's out there. I was never the one to call people but their nicknames anyways unless they despised their birth name however due to Alessandro willingly telling me i'm guessing he liked it.
Not wanting to stay any longer as i was craving a fag i decided to leave. "Okay, guess i'll see you round Alessandro," i added a little wink and headed straight to the main doors not bothering to find my English class.
