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Who would have ever thought that Luciano Martini could have stolen my heart? 
It was a regular Monday and I was running late to art once again when I met him. A smirk then spread across his lips. 
"Maria right?" Who was Maria?
"No and who are you?" I questioned him even though I knew exactly who he was I wanted to get the words out of him.
"I've been here for one week now have you not heard of me? Luciano Martini. Yes, yes I am the son of Emilio Martini, please hold your applause." Self centered bitch. But to be honest if I was in his position I would brag about it too. His father is one of the most powerful businessmen , he came from nothing and now owns a billionaires paradise of his own.
"Ok Luciano well could you move yourself, I have to get to art." 
"You know when you meet someone and they say their name it's quite common that you introduce yourself. I never missed this place, Italy was much better." Italy. I had found out that he lived in Italy most his life until his father moved him back here to be with him.
" Gabriella, I don't know who this 'Maria girl is." 
"My mistake you just remind me of her. That's all." He said with a smile.
" If you say so, now please I have a class to get to?" 
"Oh right yes, but uh before you head over to algebra or art I think it was, take this with you." He passed me a little note and that was that. We went our separate ways, after art had ended I had decided to go back to my dorm, I was apparently getting a new roommate for the year and so that should be fun. Whilst I waited I decided to look at the note, and it read, " Call me, I wanna get to know my future girlfriend." He had also written down his number. I began to laugh thinking how weird this situation was, He was rich and yeah sure he looked somewhat decent but still he wasn't anything special. I put the note in my drawer as I heard someone at the door.
"Hi, I'm your new roommate. I'm Amara and you?"
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