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A/N: here is the second chapter of our story.

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"Boys boys boys

We like boys in cars

Boys boys boys

Buy us drinks in bars

Boys boys boys

With Hairspray and denim

Boys boys boys

We love them!

We love them!"

Boys Boys Boys - Lady Gaga

We were talking the whole plane ride. Everything we talked about wasn't really important; it was nonsense stuff. We giggled on about what we were going to do in Italy, who we were going to meet in Italy, and when we were going to call our parents.

"I'm not calling my parents," Rose said, sitting in the middle of me and Alice.

Alice peered over from her window seat. "Why not? You gotta tell them sometime."

"I can't. My mother might actually kill me."

"What did you do that you didn't tell us about?" I said, leaning in to look at Rose.

Rose took in a deep breath. "My mother talked to me before I left for the cross-country trip. She said that I must call her when we get to Canada; then I must come straight back home."

"Why didn't you tell us this?" Alice exclaimed. A ton of eyes turned and looked at her. She blushed and whispered, "Why didn't you tell us this?"

"Because my mother will forget. She will just assume that the cross-country trip is going longer than we expected. Hell, I could even call her and tell her that we are just in California now."

"What if she finds out?" I asked, glaring at Rose.

"Then, I will never come back to America. I will maintain a permanent residence in Italy."

Then something popped into my head. "We have a slight dilemma, Rose."

"What now?"

"Our parents all talk to one another, right?"

"Yea, and..."

"We" - I motioned to me and Alice - "told our parents that we were going to Europe."

"I don't understand where you are getting with..." Her sentence trailed off. "Dammit!" Everyone turned and looked at us again. This time, I heard a ripple of shh's. I continued to looked at Rose. She was in deep thought. "Well, I guess I'm screwed then, huh?"

"Only a lot," Alice said, "Unless we can figure out a way to have our parents not talk to one another."

"Call them?" I suggested.

"Won't work," Rose said, "They will talk."

"Oh well," I said, "I guess you just have to live in Italy permanently."

A huge smile stretched across Rose's face.

After an hour of talking, we had nothing else to talk about. I pulled out my book, Rose pulled out her iPod, and Alice stared out the window. We were okay with the silence, and I'm pretty sure the other people in the plane were too. I finished my book before the plane landed. I gave my book to Rose, and she gave me her iPod. I started listening to a mash-up of Kings Of Leon when the flight attendant spoke.

"We are about to land. Please fasten your seatbelts."

I did what she told me to do. I kept listening to the music as we landed. When the plane finally hit the ground, Alice and I stood up, but Rose remained in her seat. She was buried in my book. I tugged on her shirt. She jumped at my touch and looked around. She saw everyone else getting up and moving around. She just stared at us for a few seconds. Then she jumped up, slammed the book into my chest, grabbed her purse, and pushed me out of the way. She glided down the aisle, being one of the first people off of the plane. Alice and I just laughed and followed her out.

Rose already had all of her luggage at her feet. Our luggage was sitting next to her. She had a huge smile on her face. She was jumping slightly as we walked over. I grabbed my one piece of luggage, and Alice grabbed her three bags. Rose got a cart and put all her luggage on it. She took it to the main doors and outside. We followed her as she hailed a European taxi cab. There was a man that pulled up in a matter of seconds. He smiled at Rose as he carried all the luggage to the trunk. We handed him our luggage, and he fit what he could in the trunk. Then he shoved everything else in the back.

Rose, Alice, and I squeezed in the back seat together. The man got in the car and turned around to look at us.

"Volterra!" Rose exclaimed.

And with that one word, we were off on our trip in Italy.

Rose directed the taxi cab driver to our hotel as best as she could. She spoke English a couple of time, and he didn't understand a word she was saying. She said the name of our hotel, but he just got more confused. Finally after ten minutes of debating, he dropped us off at Park Hotel Le Fonti. Our hotel was only six hundred meters from the centre of Volterra. We grabbed our bags, checked into the hotel, got our room keys, and headed upstairs.

We entered our rooms. They were rustic and old-fashioned but still so sophisticated. We figured that it would be better if we each had our own rooms; we had a little bit more privacy that way. Alice jumped on her bed when she opened the door. Rose ran to the bathroom to fix her make-up. I took out all my clothes and threw them everywhere. I hollered really loud and yelled; I couldn't believe that I was in Italy. Rose and Alice ran into my room, and we all jumped on the bed together. After we were done with our excitement, Rose sat on the bed with me and Alice. She looked at both of us.

"Do you wanna go out?"

"Already?" Alice asked, "We just got here."

"If we go out now," I said, "That means we have more time to look for boys."

Rose just smiled and jumped off the bed. "Get ready!" she hollered, running out of my room.

"Time to hunt for boys," Alice said, following Rose.

I jumped up, closed my door, and changed my clothes. I needed to look as sexy as physically possible. I looked at the clothes that we scattered on my floor. I picked up a tight pair of black skinny jeans. I slipped those on and grabbed a white tee shirt. I put on some red pumps that made me four inches taller. I walked into the bathroom with my purse. I put on some mascara and red lip gloss; it accented my pale skin perfectly. I could lightly see my black bra underneath my shirt, but that was the point.

I opened my door and saw that Alice and Rose were waiting for me. Alice was wearing tight blue jeans with a tight black top. Her short hair was spiky and everywhere. Rose was wearing a short skirt with a tank top. She had on pumps just like mine. Her hair was up in a bouncing ponytail.

"Are you ready?" she asked, looking at me and Alice. We both smiled and headed out of the hotel.

We wanted to see Volterra first because we knew it had great history. It had a ton of old buildings and streets, and it really intrigued us. As we were walking to the centre of Volterra underneath the clouded sky, we weren't talking. Our eyes were searching for guys. Everytime we spotted one, our hearts would stop. We'd examine him up and down. If he didn't seem hot enough for us, we would pass him by. If there was one that was hot enough to mention, we would elbow each other in the ribs and point to him with our pinky fingers. It was a plan that we had kept for years and years.

When we entered the main square of Volterra, we stopped to look around. There were shops and restaurants galore. Alice pointed out a nice cafe. We strolled on over and took a seat outside. We pointed to what we wanted on the menus for the waitress, and she came out in a few minutes with our orders. We still weren't talking; we were on the prowl, looking for our prey.

We all saw them at once. They were walking out of a small store across the centre. Our jaws dropped, and our forks fell from our hands.

"Do you see what I see?" I asked quietly, afraid to speak.

"Hell yes!" Rose said happily.

"Who are they?" Alice asked softly.

I didn't have an answer for that. They strolled across the centre and walked a few yards away from us. I couldn't take my eyes off of them. When the passed us, their eyes darted towards us. We all immediately looked down and blushed. I took a brief peek up and saw that the three handsome men were still looking at us. The burly one was looking at Rose, the blond one was looking at Alice, and the chesnut one was looking at me. I quickly looked down again. When I looked back up, they were gone.

"What the hell was that?" I said.

"I have no idea," Rose said simply.

"They were hotter than Hell!" Alice exclaimed, taking a sip of water.

"They couldn't take their eyes off of us," I said.

"Good," Rose spoke, "Now all we have to do is find them again and talk to them."

"You're crazy," I said.

"But you know you want to do it."

Rose was right. I did want to see them again. I wanted to talk to them too. And when Rose said that we were going to do something, she meant it. We were going to see those hot men again.

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