Hi people. :) Sooooo how are you guys? Well here's the story.
Mo's POV
-The next day-
AT STELLA'S HOUSE
"Wendell, Olivia, can you go?" Stella asked, clip board in hand.
"Grams said I could go." Olivia said.
"Dad said it was fine with him." Wen said, "oh and don't ever call me Wendell." He glared at Stella.
"Fine. Oh, Mo, I have a name suggestion if the little bundle of drool is a female." She said. Now I'm scared.
"Which is..." I said hestaint.
"Stella. Great name, huh?" She said.
"Not happening." I said, she frowned.
"But it's an amazing name." She said.
"I don't want my daughter, if it is a girl, to be a rebel if I name her after you." I said, laughing as Stella fake cried.
"Your mean. Your no longer my friend." Stella joked.
"Same to you." I said, we smiled and she playfully shoved me.
"Tomorrow's monday." Charlie said.
"Don't remind me." I said, taking a bite of pickle.
"Why do you eat pickles so much, Mo?" Stella asked.
"You should know, Miss I-Had-A-Friend-Who-Was-Pregnant-At-Age-14. Cravings." I said. She stuck her tounge out at me.
-The Next Day-
AT SCHOOL
It was the last period of the day. 8th hour. Yay. I went to the nurse during gym because I started to feel nauseous. Nurse Franklin helped me lay down.
"How are you feeling, dear?" She asked as she handed me a cup of water.
"Like I'm going to throw up." I said, laying my head back against the wall. I took a drink of water. Such cool water.
"That's normal, dear." She said.
"Oh, Nurse Franklin, I'm going to Italy with Stella's family in couple weeks. I thought you should know." I said.
"I know, dear. You should also tell your OB." She said. I nodded.
"I'm going to call and tell them that I will have to make the date for my appointment a little bit later. Maybe a week or so." I told her, she nodded.
"Alright. Do you want to call them now?" She motioned to the phone. I shook my head.
"No thanks. I can at home."
-Two weeks later-
Charlie's POV
We had just touched down in Italy. Sweetness. Now I can try true Italian pizza! And spaghetti. Yum. Now I'm hungry!
"So where to first?" Mo asked, looking in her guide book.
"I don't know. Hey, mom, where are we going first?" Stella asked her mom.
"Um, why don't you children go check out the palace? Your father and I will be at the hotel. Call when you want us to pick you up." Her mother said. (A/N They are in Volterra, Tuscany in Italy. It's a real town, and that's a twilight refernce! I thought Stephenie Meyer made that up!)
"Alright, Mom. Come on Timmy, Johnny. Let's go." We left and got in a cab, which took us to the palace, lots of people were there, all in red.
"What's going on here?" Wen asked.
"It's Saint Marcus Day. They say that Father Marcus drove all vampires from the city today. So they throw a fesival every year for that." Mo said, reading her guide book. (A/N I found that out by Twilight New Moon. See, you CAN learn something from those books! And I just googled it, and it's not called Saint Marcus day, but oh well, I'm calling it that!)
"Oh." Wen said.
"It's said that ever since then, vampires have never bothered Volterra since that day." Mo said.
"Now I feel better." Olivia laughed.
"Wen your so stupid." She said. Gosh won't they get together already!
We all got out and we were walking around, looking, they were giving tours through the palace, Stella wanted to do the tour. "Come on! It'll be fun!" She said. (A/N For all you people who actually HAVE read Twilight, don't worry, this is a real tour, not one that will get them killed)
"Oh alright. I'll do it." We all agreed.
-Later-
We were all in our hotel rooms, Mo, Olivia, and Stella shared one, Wen and I shared one, Stella's brothers and parents shared one.
WITH OLIVIA MO AND STELLA
Mo's POV
I was taking a shower when I felt something fall on me. I looked down and saw a spider. I screamed at the top of my lungs and jumped out of the shower faster than a cheetah, I saw Stella and Olivia standing there laughing at me.
"What the freak!" I yelled.
"Gott'cha!" They yelled.
"You dropped a damn spider on me knowing I was terrified of spiders!" I yelled.
"Mohini Anima Banjaree! Langauge!" Olivia said, I glared at her, she backed off.
"It's fake." Stella picked it up by one of it's legs.
"Don't care!" I yelled. They left and I locked the door and finished my shower.
Haha, I love that. Do I have to say 'I don't own Volterra'? Because who would own a freakin town! Because I don't! I live in one, but I don't own one. That would be cool, but I don't. Well, I will put some Wenivia in, but it's mainly Marlie. Well, next chapter they go home. I don't know hardly anything about things to do in Italy, the only reason I know about that festival is because of Twilight. Heck, the only reason I know of Volterra is because of Twilight! Well, review. Bye. :)