Hello my amazing fans! I hope that you have been well. I won't give away too much but a lot happens next chapter. It's one of my faves. The song is Here Comes The Sun by The Beatles. I put it up here because they are amazing. :) And the picture is of Selena Gomez who plays Loretta. So be sure to support this one. Read, Recommend, Vote, and Comment. :)
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The bell sounded as the door to Amet Risus (which mean Fancy Restaurant in Latin) opened.
"Hey! It's Adrian! Hey boys Adrian's back again!" shouted Donovan the owner of Amet Risus or A.R.
"Hey Donovan." replied Adrian.
"You back to plan your anniversary again?"
"Yup. This one is gonna be really special too."
"Why?"
Adrian then pulled out a small black velvet box. Opening it he revealed a small silver an diamond ring nestled in the velvet. Everyone Ooh and Ahhhhed as Adrian pulled it out of the box.
"You are gonna propose?" asked Donovan.
"Yeah. I am confident that she is the only person that I ever want to be with. And I know that she feels the same way."
"I don't know man. You're young. People who marry their high school sweethearts normally end up getting divorced. I wouldn't do it." warned Donovan.
"I don't care about what a couple of lame stats say. Joan and I are different. We are madly in love. Besides, this isn't really an engagement ring. We ARE too young for that. This is more like a really, really, really, expensive promise ring. It's like saying we aren't ready YET, but we will be. And as soon as we are everyone will know it."
"Are you sure?"
Adrian nodded. Donovan sighed, slightly defeated.
"Now let's go plan your engagement-slash-promise ring giving-slash-anniversary."
"Alright." said Donovan as he and Adrian sat down sitting across from each other in Donovan's office. "How do you want this to go?"
"What do you mean?"
"How romantic do you want it to be? A full string orchestra? One violin or cello? A CD? Because remember there is a chance that Joan'll say no."
"It's a very slim chance. But you're right there is a chance that she'll say no. So while it is supposed to be romantic and all that I don't want it to be too much. So one cello."
"One cello?" Adrian nodded. "Playing what?"
"An acoustic version of Clocks by Coldplay."
Donovan wrote that down.
"Back room?"
Adrian nodded.
"Specially made dinner?"
Adrian nodded again.
"What?"
"For the starter course Brie cheese, green grapes, and crusty French bread. For the main course shrimp tortellini with a chunky red sauce for Joan and a house made lobster soup made with truffle oil instead of olive oil for me. Then for dessert chocolate souffle for her and caramel turtles for me."
"That it?" asked Donovan sarcastically.
"Yeah. Then I want one table in the center of the room with a white silk tablecloth and a bouquet of pink, red, and white roses with four candlesticks. I want the bouquet in the center of the four candlesticks. Got it?"
"Yup. I got everything down. So today's Thursday and you want all of this to take place.........?"
"Eight o'clock on Saturday evening."
"Alright. See you then."
"Thanks Donovan. I owe you big time."
"No problem."
As Adrian walked out of Donovan's office and out of the restaurant he texted Joan:
Anniversary dinner=saturday @ 8!
Joan sent an immediate reply back:
:) see you at a.r. @ 8! :)
Adrian smiled as he walked to his car and drove away.
*THE NEXT MORNING*
It was six o'clock in the morning when Pietro's phone rang.
"Hello?" he mumbled groggily.
"Hi," said a nervous voice at the other end.
"Joan?"
"Hi."
"Why are you calling me at six A.M.?"
"I don't know. Sorry. Bye!"
"WAIT. Don't hang up."
"Okay."
"Why are you calling me?"
"I just wanted to say congrats on making so much progress."
"You told me that already."
"Do you wanna hang out?" Joan blurted.
"Sure. I'd love to."
"Really?"
"Yeah. How about Saturday at eight?"
"I can't."
"Why not?"
"That's my anniversary with Adrian. And speaking of, I do have a boyfriend, and this feels sorta wrong. So I'm sorry that I woke you up this early on a failed mission. I'll see you in class later."
"Okay. Bye Joan."
The phone clicked signaling that Joan had hung up.
"Ahhhhhhh. Adrian's a lucky bastard."
*THE SAME DAY AFTER SCHOOL*
"Hey Alex. Are you ready?"
"Loretta, you know it."
"Where is he after school?"
"Room two nineteen."
As Alex and Loretta walked to the classroom all they could think about was their friend, and how they would SOOO murder Mr. De Luca if he hurt Joan.
"Hi Mr. De Luca!" said Loretta brightly.
"Hello Loretta. Oh, hello Alex." replied Pietro.
"Can we ask you a few questions?" asked Alex.
"Sure."
"Please sit." he did. The girls sat across from him. Alex kicked off the interrogation.
"How old are you?"
"Twenty eight."
"Where were you born?"
"New Mexico."
"Where in New Mexico?"
"Albuquerque."
"How long were you there?"
"Until I moved here a couple of weeks ago."
"Why did you move here?"
"I got a job offer."
"Taking Mr. Vanzanna's place?"
"I didn't know that this was Aaron's teaching position. Besides, he got a job at the university in Cheyenne, right?"
"Don't act like you don't know. Did you know Mr. Vanzanna before you moved here?"
"Yeah. He's my best friend."
"He's a lot older than you. How are you two best friends?"
"He was my math tutor. I was, and still am, awful at math."
"Did you have a love interest here?"
"Yes."
"Who?"
"I am not at liberty to tell you ladies that." said Pietro as he began packing up to leave.
"It's Joan isn't it?" asked Loretta. Pietro stiffened for a moment then relaxed.
"No ladies," he laughed. "It's not Joan. That's illegal."
"Don't lie to us. We know that you kissed her. We also know that you're in love with her." said Alex.
"We never thought that Adrian was right for her. There's just something a little off about him. And now she's realizing that. She is falling for you. You fell for her." said Loretta. Pietro sighed in defeat.
"Be good to her." said Loretta quietly.
"If you ever do anything to hurt her. You'll have to answer to US. Then the law." said Alex quieter but slightly more menacing.
Both girls then walked out of the room. Pietro slumped on his desk chair. This had been an exhausting day.
*MEANWHILE*
"Ms. Carrington you would be an excellent assistant to Mr. Harvey."
"Really?"
"Yes. I submitted him your resume and he agrees wholeheartedly. Welcome to Channel One news."
"Thank you. Thank you sooo much. This is amazing. I won't let you down I promise."
The lady at the front desk smiled.
"We know that you won't. Be here next Monday at five thirty sharp."
"In the morning?"
The lady nodded. Joan looked a little white for a second. She wasn't used to less than six hours of sleep.
This is an amazing job. You WILL NOT let it pass you by. You only have to wake up an hour earlier. Which means going to bed a half hour earlier and a lot more Starbucks in the morning. Joan thought to herself. "Five thirty A.M. on Monday morning. See you then." she said with a smile. Joan and the lady then shook hands and Joan walked out of the news building. This was SO EXCITING!!!!!
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Heyy everyone. I hoped that you enjoyed this chapter. Next chapter is gonna be REALLY, REALLY, REALLY juicy. :)