MAGICAL PERFECTISING RAY!!!
Scarlette's P.O.V:
I sigh contentedly. Finally, after a WHOLE F**KING WEEK, I was finally free. Free from that prison called Woman's Rights' mind. God, sometimes, I really wish I wasn't Bipolar. But that doesn't matter now! Now I'M in control, I can go and torture all those sons of bitches that I hate. And I'll reunite with Flavio, my perfect little partner in crime. Yes. Oh, God, I love his blonde hair, especially that cute little curl that bobs up and down when he does. It's almost a heart shape, I think. And I love his ocean blue eyes, and when they look at me, I... No, stop that! I can't say these things about my comandre!
As I began my stroll towards the 2p Meeting Room, I couldn't help but ponder how, behind that redwood door, there would sit Flavio and Luciano (Flavio being Southern Italy and Luciano being Northern). As usual, I kicked the door down, smiling evilly, and exclaimed "HEY GUYS, DID YA MISS ME?!". Everyone in the room said no, the exception being none other than Flavio. Strangely though, he was not in my field of view.
After a few seconds of looking, I made a step towards my throne (the super badass one with the blood and bones!). Suddenly, I heard something, or rather, someone, standing behind me. Y'all can guess who it was. "Ciao, Bella!" Flavio said, quite enthusiastically. I nervously smiled, and managed to reply with a "H-Hey, Flavio!" What in the hell is wrong with me? I'm not like this! I'm usually cool, confident and daring. But there I was, just standing there like a complete retard. It reminds me of how *hn* reacts towards being with America. Uh, god. "Scare? You ok?" Oh god, that's Flavio. Am I ok? I'm absolutely fine! Let me think, I'm only in love with this hot dude, and I'm a 2p, therefore I can't fall in love... "Ja, Ja, I'm fine!"
Flavio's P.O.V:
"Ja, Ja. I'm fine!" Man, is there an Oscar for the worst lie? Because this broad whole-heartedly deserves it. I've known her for awhile. I can see right through her. "Scare," I declared, "You're not alright. Tell me what's wrong." Of course she didn't tell me. Instead, she walks out of the room, dragging my fratello with her. Hey!
Scarlette's P.O.V:
I dragged Luciano out of the room, threw him in a side closet, and closed the door. Of course, I made sure nobody followed me. "HEY, WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!" Luciano exclaimed, a little too loudly for my liking. Shocked, I covered his mouth with my hand, whispering "SHHHH!!!" in his ear. (Word limit!)