|The Amica Ladro
Author: EugeneSapphire PM
The Girlfriend Thief. A story about an American born Italian boy who, at age seventeen, has mastered the art of stealing ladies from other boys around school. Hes an artist at his game and his best friend gets annoyed by it. Will it ruin their friendship.Rated: Fiction T - English - Drama/Romance - Chapters: 3 - Words: 1,397 - Reviews: 9 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 10-03-07 - Published: 10-01-07 - id: 2421149
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August 17th to Current
So, I showed up in class today. It's the first day of school. It's a personal like of mine to keep a journal. It helps me keep my thoughts together and lets me be able to remember anything that went special that day, if anything. I've kept one since I was little and I make sure not to let me parents read them or my friends. Not even my best friend Max. It's my personal thinking space, where I come up with schemes or place my evil thoughts (maybe even some happy thoughts). Max has finally showed up, turns out I have first hour (English) with him. Yay. He has an interesting tendency to think that I care about his love life. Maybe he likes making fun of my Italian heritage. He thinks that all male Italians are girl crazy. Unless I see them for myself, I'm not really. Why would I care about who he's sleeping with? And you can't tell me it's a guy thing, because I don't do it. My other friend, Alex doesn't do it. Sam doesn't do it. I don't do it. It's officially a Max thing. He told me about his newest girlfriend all through first hour. How beautiful she is, her accent, her hair, blah, blah, blah. The only reason I'm slightly interested is so I can get a hold of her myself. That's what I did that Max hated. Every time he got a new girlfriend, I would see what she's like, just to see if I would like her or not.
Second hour. Math. Boo. I hate math. Always have always will. Algebra two, Blah. Listen to this, the only reason I like second hour, is ironically, I have it with Shelly, Max's new girl. This sent me on an evil whirlwind to try and get her. He was right. She IS beautiful. Uomo e lei bello!(Man is she beautiful!) It's official. I'm going to make a move on this girl. Sway her over to my side. I'm sure Max won't mind. He can always get another one. I'll devise a plan tonight and make my move tomorrow.
Guardar da bello ragazza… (Beware beautiful girl…)
Note: TBC. I just thought of this and thought it might make an interesting book/story. Let me know what you think.