Fake It Till You Make It

Chapter 19

𝗔𝘂𝗿𝗼𝗿𝗮'𝘀 𝗣𝗢𝗩 :

I woke up and did my morning rituals.

The only difference is that I was thinking about the deal.

Would it start today? Would I have to face the whole school? Would he pick me up?

I'm fucking freaking out!

I went downstairs.

"Sweetheart, are you ok? You look like something is on your mind." Mom asked.

"No, mom. Don't worry. I'm fine." I put a thumbs up and smiled.

After a good 30 minutes, someone knocked on the door.

"I'll get that!" I jumped up from the couch.

I opened the door and was astonished to see Enzo.

"Not to be rude, but why are you here?"

"Our act starts -"

I placed my hand on his mouth.

"Shh. Don't say that out loud. My parents might be easedropping."

I moved my hand.

"Sorry." I blushed sheepishly.

"You're fine."

"Who's at the door?" dad asked.

"It's Enzo. We decided that we would walk to school every day. The reason is that we can discuss some more of the assignment."

"Cool. Go along before you're both late." Mom said, practically pushing me out the door.

"When you said your parents were cool, I didn't know that they pushed you out of your own house."

"Yea. They tend to do that sometimes." I chuckled shyly.

"So, wanna listen to some more of my violin parts. Whilst you were gone, I was practising. Also, we can't meet up on Monday, Wednesday, Friday, and Saturday."

"Why?"

"Football practice."

"I'll join you. Plus, I also have football practice."

"Cool. On the schooldays, we can walk to the field and then back home. On weekends, we can walk in the morning and walk home back in the afternoon."

"Works perfectly for me."