I just got done with my shift, now im just fixing up my hair in the back room. Once im done, i straighten my dress and look at my reflection. I should've dressed a little professionally. Ugh.

Instead i just have on a short, plain white dress. And my sandals are fine i guess, could've worn heels. I huff and decide on leaving my hair down. I glance down at my necklace and sigh. My mom gave me it. Grabbing my bag with my small fur notebook and pen I head out.

All my outfits are very pinterest inspired and im very proud of them. heh. I shake my head at my silly thoughts, saying good bye to Mario.

I step out and a man in a uniform steps forward.

"Aria Stone?" he asks and i nod.

"Sì" i say. He nods and opens the back door of a black Mercedes of some kind. Im bad with cars, i like looking at them but i cannot for the life of me remember any names.

About 30 minutes later, the car stops at a big gate and the driver rolls down his window. Identification stop. When the car enters, all i see is a straight road and large buildings here and there. An additional 5 minutes later, a big ass mansion comes into view. Its huge. These people must be really rich.

I mean, its a secret but they're a mob family. That's my extent to that knowledge. Should i be scared? Nah.

The driver stops for another identification and then drops me off at what I assume is the front door of the house. Its so beautiful, my goodness it looks like something out of a movie. As I was gawking, a petite, beautiful girl, probably around my age came out wearing a cute short skirt outfit. Our styles match.

"Aria?" she asks me and i snap out of my trance.

"Uh yes, im Aria, are you Alaia?" i ask in return and she nods smiling.

"I am, thankyou for coming Aria, i love your name by the way" she smiles warmly, leading me into the house. I love her.

"Thankyou, i love yours, its very pretty" i say and she turns to me flashing a smile.

"uhm, we can talk in the green room, come" she mumbles as we walk into a beautiful room. Its made of glass windows and doors with white wood, i love it so much. The place is filled with beautiful green plants, its very peaceful.

"I really like this room" I say as we both settle down.

"Same, favourite room since childhood" she says. "Okay well the party is for Angelo's 21 st birthday, and we wanted to give him a nice surprise. Even though the party is at the club, and Matt is looking into the preparations that interest him" she pauses rolling her eyes for effect making me giggle.

"I still want there to be actual food like you know some sort of cake" she says and i nod. Understandable.

"Aunty Tania said you had a theme in mind of what you want can we discuss that so i can start planning" i say and she nods.

For the next hour, we talk about the cookies and cupcakes that her cousins decided should be there. They picked sugar cookies, shaped like beer mugs, beer bottles or vine glasses. Ill just decorate the with royal icing to look really detailed.

For cupcakes they decided on chocolate cake and shot glass toppers. I think i can pull it off. The party wont be huge, just about 40 to 50 people. Once we're done we start chatting till she gets distracted by something in her hand. A monitor.

"Oh, my baby is up, ill just go get him" she says, excusing herself. I really like her, she's really nice and her and her husband are really cute just judging by how she talks about him.

She's my age and is already married, and has a baby. I cant help but feel like I fall behind. sigh. Really happy for her though she deserves it.

A few minutes later i hear the door open and Alaia enters, holding the cutest little baby boy ever. Oh my god I love babiesssss. I suppress a squeal as i watch her carry him and sit down in her seat.

The little boy peaks at me with his big, gray eyes and i almost melt. He is so adorable.

"Oh he's so cute, god bless him" i coo, not looking up at her. She giggles.

"Thankyou Zia Aria" Alaia says in a baby voice and my eyes shoot up to her.

"Whats zia?" i ask her. I know some italian, not all though. But if zia is what i think it is, i might cry.

"It means Auntie" she says. I literally feel my stomach flip.

"Im his aunty?" i ask in a whisper. She chuckles and nods.

"His only. I literally have zero friends my age who are female in italy, i love you already and you're so easy to talk to, i think he'll be seeing a lot of you" she says winking and me and i laugh. I have a friend.

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