Chapter 2

It was the day before I was supposed to meet Ezio… and I sure wasn't cryin' now! I'd just gotten back from the beach with the girls, and my folks were watching the news.

"Have a good time, Francesca?" Dad asked.

"Yeah." That's my real name… Francesca Alicia LaFevre. Yeah you heard me. I really am a Frenchy. Well, on my dad's side, anyway.

"See hide or hair of that nice Ezio?"

"No, mom, but I'll see him tomorrow. We're s'posed to meet at Frosty's tomorrow with the girls."

"Well alright!" Said Dad. "There ya go! Get a little rebound goin'!"

"I can't just mope forever. There's other guys… but I really liked the last one."

"Just be strong, sweetie," said Mom. "I believe your show's on after this… so when the news is over the TV's yours."

"Thanks."

I headed to my room. There was work to be done before tomorrow, so I hopped to it. The first order of business was my nails. I decided to color 'em pink. It took a while, but they dried nicely. I picked out a pair of open toed heels, pink like my nails, and… oh screw it, I though. Tomorrow was a pink day, I could feel it in my bones! I picked out a pink skirt and a sleeveless pink blouse, then I watched my show. When it was over, we had dinner. It was a small one tonight… just sandwiches. I headed back to my room smiling. Tonight I'd take it easy.

That was when the phone rang. Wasting no time, I went over to my phone and picked it up. "Good evening," I said.

"Hey French," said Rizzo's voice on the other end. "It's Rizz. So, ah… you know that Ezio guy? I ran into him earlier. Seems really nice. He ah… let something slip."

"What did he say?"

Rizzo chuckled. "It's un-Rizzo-like of me to do this but… I'm gonna tell you. This guy… thinks you're cute."

I blushed. "Really?"

"I wish Kenickie could tell me stuff like that. We just started dating last month but… I don't think his heart's in it."

"I'm sure he loves you. He should tell you. Look, Rizz. Ezio, he's… he seems to be good at… at helping people. He gave me great advice. Maybe you or Kenickie should talk to him."

"I'll give it a try," said Rizz. "Thanks a million, French. It's dinner time so… gotta hang up now."

"Have a good one, Rizz."

A couple hours later, it was time for bed. I changed into my nightie, crawled under the covers, and drifted off. God I hoped Ezio could help Rizzo… she always seemed so… sad.