CLUADIA!

CHAPTER TWO
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Author's note: This is my special story that I envisioned as I was reading the book it's baste on! Thanks for taking the time to read it! (The name will explain its self out, eventually.)

That night was great. When Dad and Janine got home, we had a great dinner at home and I was the center of attention. It was really cool. I told them about my whole trip. From beginning to end. But I did leave one little, teensy weensy part out.

Giorgio. I never said one thing about Giorgio. I don't know why, I really should have said I met someone I really like, but I didn't have the guts.

That night, I thought a lot about Mimi. I really wish that she was here. I could have told her about Giorgio and she would have understood and told me what she thought I should do. But she wasn't here, and that was that.

I finally decided to tell my parents about Giorgio on Wednesday. I thought that that would be the best day because it would have been three days since I got home and almost three weeks until the dance.

When I walked down the stairs on Wednesday evening after dinner feeling very nervous. When I reached the den, I found my mom and my dad sitting on the couch reading.

Well, it was it was now or never.

"Hi, Mom. Hi, Dad."I said.

My mom looked up from her book, a little surprised by me, from the looks of it.

"Hi, sweetie, what's up?", my mom said.

I took a big breath and started slowly. "Well, there's something I wanted to talk to you guys about."

My dad looked up. "What's bothering you, honey?"

"Well, it's not that something bothering me, I wanted to ask you a question." I answered, a little uncomfortable

"Well, shoot," Dad said to me.

"Okay. Well, I met thins guy when I was in Vermont. He's really nice and I kinda like him," I said, slowly. I was lying a little bit, by saying I only liked him a little bit, because I liked him a lot. "I got to know him while I was there and he asked me to this dance that his schools putting on, that's in three weeks. He lives in Vermont and he's really nice and I really want to go, but I didn't think you would let me so I told him no, but I thought I'd ask you anyway, but I shouldn't have and I'm sorry." I got up to leave the room and go back up stairs.

"W-w-w-w-wait," my mom called out, " It's fine, we can talk about it. Come back here and sit down."

I went back to the chair I'd been sitting in and sat back down.

"Okay," Dad started," before we we do anything, we need to know more about this guy. So, how old is he?"

I thought about what I should say. I didn't know. If I told them the truth, then they would automatically say no. If I lie, and say that he's 14, then they would at least consider. Hmm, maybe I could go closer to the truth and say he's 15. I dated a 15-year-old guy before.

"He's 15 and his name is Giorgio." I couldn't think of anything else to say.

"Well, I think that would be okay for you to go to that dance," Said my mom.

"How would you get there?" Dad asked.

"He's got a great job and said that he would fly me out there on Friday, stay that night and then go to the dance on Saturday, stay that night and fly back on Sunday. I could stay at his house, in their guest bedroom, or at the mansion that I stayed at last week."

"Well, he's got a job, that's a good thing," Mom started. " I'm not comfortable with you staying at his house, so you would stay at the mansion. I think that it sounds like a good idea. What do you think?"
She had directed the question to my dad.

"I think it sounds good," Dad said with a smile.

"Are you serious?" It must have been a dream.

They looked at each other. "Yes."

"Of course, we'll have to talk about details, but you may go," Dad said.

"OH, THANK YOU SO MUCH!" I yelled, I jumped up and hugged and kissed them both to death!

"OH! I have to go tell the BSC! Thanks again!" I yelled as I ran up the stairs.

Author's note: Sorry it's so short, I really couldn't think of anything. So I will probably update and make the chapter better soon. But, PLEASE REVIEW! BUT PLEASE BE NICE, NO MEAN PEEPS PLEASE! IM BEGGING YOU!