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"So how's the trip been going for you?" He asked taking a bite of his sandwich

"Its cool I actually love it here the food is definitely way better than in America"

"I've heard of a place called McDonald's is the food there actually good?" He asked

"The chicken nuggets are"

"Hm, maybe I'll visit America one day"

"You should Americas pretty nice at times"

"Hm"

We finished eating and walked back outside. Across the street there was a black car outside of the big glass building. A bunch of people were outside the building with their camera taking pictures.

I couldn't really see what they were taking pictures of until he spread from the crowd.

"Mattia.." I mumbled

He looked at me dead in the eyes before getting into his car.

(Yes he had his mask on)

Marco walked out and handed me an ice cream cone.

"Thanks, but we should go.. like now"

"Why in such a rush?" He asked

"Just.. please"

We got on his bike and drove off.

"Was that mattia?" He asked

"Yes it was"

"You shouldn't be scared of mattia I know he gives off this scary look but Cmon what's the worst he could do?"

"I.. I guess you're right"

He parked his bike at the beach and we got off. We walked over and sat on a rock and ate our icecream.

"I have another question about America" marco looked down at me

"What's up?" I looked up at him

"So I've heard about this rapper called 6ix9ine or snitch nine"

I chuckled at what he said

"What about him?" I asked

"Is his music actually good?"

I shrugged "its alright"

He just nodded and looked back at the waves crashing against the sand.

"If I ever move out to italy you have to teach me the language"

"Why not ask mattia to teach you?"

"I dont know you've lived out here more it seems like you know more"

"Fine let's start now" he turned to me

"Ok"

"Say Ciao io sono y/n"

"C-ciao io nono y/n"

"Good you just said hi I'm y/n"

"Oou I wanna learn how to cuss in italian"

Marco chuckled "ok let's start with an easy one, fanculo"

"Fanculo" I repeated

"Ok, now merda"

"Merda"

"And canga"

"Canga, those are easy"

"Yea they're simple"

We stayed out on the beach for a while and marco taught me how to speak some italian.

"See that's good, but it's getting late we should head back now"

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