"This summer in Taormina, or at Matteo's apartment. It's so cute how he gets all fidgety around you."
"I haven't noticed." I say, trying to remember the last time I talked to Marco and whether there were any cues. I don't like Raisa putting things in my head because I know she likes to gossip and may make things up just so she could have something to talk about. "And I'm not interested in anyone anyway right now. I want to focus on myself for a while."
"Valentina, it seems like you've been doing that your whole life."
"That's not fair. I was with Jamie for years."
"Yes, and you spent all of your time with him and began ignoring your friends." I frown. "Not on purpose though."
"Yes, I know. But I'm just saying, it's okay to have sex with someone else if you feel like it. Jamie isn't the only guy on the planet who can fuck you good."
"It's not about that."
"Then what is it about?"
"I know exactly who I could sleep with if I wanted to, but having options sometimes means none of them are special."
Raisa looks at me bewildered. "What?"
"I don't only care about how a guy looks, you know? I want to be impressed, surprised...I want it to be exciting." I don't elaborate further because I know it's not the right person nor the right place. I just can't be attracted to someone sexually if they don't excite me in any other way.
"Matteo is pretty exciting." She says, like she's trying to sell me the idea of him.
"In what way?"
"He can do whatever he wants, whenever he wants. He asked me to go to the Bahamas one morning because he saw a video on I*******m and I couldn't say yes because I knew I had a project due. He even offered to pay for everything, like he always does. Never even asks or hints at it."
Okay, so money is clearly a factor here.
"We were out eating one evening and everybody knew him wherever we went. Even at the clubs he doesn't own, people know him. He's just so...charming."
"Maybe you only like the idea of him."
"I think I've gotten to know him really well over the past few months."
"Do you text?"
"Yes, sometimes. And sometimes he takes days to reply. He's sort of like you." She jokes, even though it's clear that it bothers her.
"Well, I don't know what to tell you. Do you want advice?"
She cocks her head at me. "About what?"
I wave it off, smiling. "Nevermind."
I take my phone out and text Isabella on W******p.
Valentina: wyd
Isabella: omw to NY
Isabella: you
Valentina: same
Valentina: r u okay? What happened at nye?
Isabella: * eye roll emoji *
Isabella: I knew those bitches would talk
Isabella: * voice message *
I put my earphones in and press the voice message.
"We were at Vinnie's house and Sophia got mad at him for flirting with Ariana so she called the police on him saying he had drugs. They arrived like, around midnight- I don't even know, the party was busted after that. But I'm telling you Allison and Sophia planned the whole thing-"
"Stop talking shit!" Matteo's voice is heard in the background.
"Fuck off, I heard them talking. Anyway. We're on our way back to New York, the boys were let go twelve hours later and now everything's normal."
"Who are you talking to about thi-"
The audio cuts off.
Valentina: shit
Valentina: yeah I experienced some weird things too
Valentina: can't record rn tho
Isabella: when do you land
Valentina: in 8hr
Isabella: omg same
Isabella: where do you land
Valentina: Anthonson
Isabella: ok I'll talk to the pilot you can take our car
Valentina: I'm with Raisa and our brothers
Isabella: can't you ride with me?
Valentina: I guess
Valentina: I need to tell her tho
After we usually land, there's a six-person SUV waiting to take us on the one-hour trip to Hamilton College.
"Uhh...I think Isabella lands at the same time as us, and she asked me to go in her car on the way to college because she wants to talk to me about something."
Raisa looks surprised but unimpressed.
"Is it about what happened at New Year's?"
I shrug. "I don't know. I think it might be boy trouble as well." I lie.
"Oh really." Raisa says, leaning forwards. "With who?"
"That's what I mean, she wants to tell me in person." I say, and it is obvious now that no matter what uninteresting thing I come up with, she'll want to know.
"Alright then."
After a few moments of silence, she asks me whether Matteo is with her on the plane. "Vinnie posted a story from the plane." She explains.
I look up from my phone, taking out my earphone as a sign that I want to be left alone.
"Maybe, I think so." Then I put my earphone back in, consciously ignoring her throughout the flight. There's something about her that I've never realized before: how much energy she drains from me when she starts talking about other people and their problems, without even seeing her own. I've got my own shit to deal with. Well, not really, but some peace and quiet would be nice.
***
We land around 9:30pm local time and get into our car. As we leave the landing strip, there are two SUVs just like ours blocking the exit.
"Who's in the cars?" I hear Raisa ask herself as I open the door. She tries looking through our tinted window in order to see through their tinted window, which was more funny than anything, really. I grab my backpack and my shoulder bag before I jump out of our car.
I say goodbye to my brother and the Volkovs before I look straight at the two cars in front me. Isabella pops her head out through the roof of one of them, happily waving.
"Hiii." I greet her as soon as I'm in the car and the door slides closed behind me. She hugs me and as I sit down, I notice Matteo on the seats across from us, on his phone.
"Hi." I tell him and he looks up, nods, then looks back down at his phone. I try not to think about everything Raisa has told me about him. Those were just stories as far as I knew, but the way he nonchalantly lives his life makes me think he really doesn't give a fuck about anything.
"So what happened to you?" she asks, crossing her legs and leaning against the opposite wall of the car on our side.
"I overheard my parents talking about someone dying."
"Like a relative or something?"
"No, someone who worked for them got killed. But the weird part is that I think they're trying to keep it secret or something."
Out of the corner of my eye I see Matteo looking up at me.
"Do you think they did it?" Isabella asks, genuinely concerned for me.
"I don't know. They're just being secretive about it."
"What does your father do?" Matteo asks me out of the blue.
I turn to look at him. He looks tired and I can see the circles under his eyes every time the car passes under a streetlight.
"He's a businessman." I answer, as vaguely as possible. One conversation with Raisa and he'd know all of our family history. For all I know, he does already. I can't imagine what the two of them could talk about, but it fascinates me to think about it.
"Were you scared when the police came?" I ask both of them.
"Not really, I mean, it's not the first time police have broken off our parties in Italy." Isabella answers.
"It was the first time they took me to the station and found drugs in my possession." Matteo idly says, head tilted towards his phone but still looking at me.
"And what did they do to you?"
He shrugs, as if he were talking about a trip to the principal's office. "Nothing."
I look at him, trying to read his face, but it looks like he's trying to do the same thing to me. It's like he's waiting for a reaction or wondering what I'm going to say next.
"Hm." I say, leaning back into my seat and taking out my phone. "It means you're one of the lucky ones then."
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He calls Vinnie on Thursday afternoon after he wakes up."Where are you?" Vinnie screams into the receiver to cover up the noise on his end."In bed. Where else?"
"Eddie!" Pia exclaims, crossing her arms and looking at Matteo for a second. It's hard for Matteo to think of her as Vinnie's twin. Even though she's about to turn 21 in April, he thinks of her like he thinks of Aurora: a younger sibling who needs to be protected. The fact that she usually keeps to herself and sometimes acts childish just enhances his image of her."Do you have a boyfriend?" Vinnie asks.Pia shakes her head, relaxing, and looks at Matteo again."Do you have a crush?" Isabella asks, turning to look at her."What? No!" she says, looking down at her phone."You do."Eddie screams at the TV when Matteo scores a goal, which takes the attenti
ValentinaNew York, United States 2020 – springThe club is packed when I get there a little before midnight, because Adrik took too long for once and not me. When I asked him who he was getting ready for, he told me to mind my own business.By now, the two girls at the entrance already know me and don't ask to see my ID. Instead, they place the VIP bracelet on my wrist and fake smile when they tell me to have fun. I find Isabella and Raisa talking next to one of the tables, and Adrik disappears around the time we start talking about boys."Isaac's here." Raisa informs me and points to the table next to us."So?" I drily ask. I've noticed that ever since we had those talks around New Year's, she's been much more open with me about...everything. About what she does with Matteo, how they get along, about what he's doing during the day or who he's with.Isabella steps closer. "You know Isaac?""We went to the same middle school in Moscow. He was a year older than me, and I had a crush on
An hour and a half later, Isaac and I are joined at the hip, chatting about literally anything that comes to our minds. I know my pupils are dilated to the point where my eyes are nearly black and that I'm talking way too much, but I'm having more fun with him than I thought I would. And heisfunny.I see Isabella plopped down on a couch looking lost, so I excuse myself and go over to her to see if she's okay.
"You didn't specify. And yes, we did. Molly."Matteo raises his eyebrows and looks at the boiling coffee. "Hm." He pauses. "I never would've thought he does drugs."I roll my eyes at him. "Everybody does drugs.""In theory, yes, but I think 'drugs are everywhere' would be more accurate. I just thought Isaac was always judgemental about this stuff because he plays football.""Looks like you're the judgemental one, hm?"I turn off the stove and push the pot away from the heated circle."Like you didn't judge him at first for being a football player."I blink at him with an innocent look on my face. "No, I didn't."
MatteoPalermo, Sicily, 2020 – (nearly) summerWhen Matteo decided to call Valentina and ask her to come take the exam together, he realized that begging would be his last option. When they were forced into lockdown in Italy, he didn't think about the fact that he would be spending more time with his father, and he could see first-hand how much work Matteo was putting into his studies.His father kept asking about exam dates and upcoming projects, and it all came down to Business Psychology, which was the only course where he didn't have someone who could help him pass.During the early hours of Thursday, May 28th, a private jet departed from their landing strip outside Palermo and set off towards Moscow, where it would pick up Valentina at 8am. By the time Matteo wakes up at 12:30, Valentina has already texted him that she's landing in 30 minutes.He jumps into the shower, already feeling pressured by tim. His parents have been out since yesterday and Matteo has no idea when t
Valentina opens her mouth to answer but Matteo's phone starts ringing. It's Isabella Facetiming him."Hi.""Are you done with your exam?" she asks in Italian. Matteo turns the camera to show Valentina. She waves. "Valentinaaa!" Isabella excitedly screams. "Are you in Sicily? This is perfect! Let's talk about Vinnie and Pia's birthday because for some reason she thinks I should be helping her with it.""Don't be mean." Matteo tells her in Italian, then switches to English. "Didn't she say she wanted to do something in Ibiza?""Yes, but everything is closed because of Covid. She was crying when she called."Matteo snorts and looks at Valentina, who is too focused on the sea to even listen to their conversation."I think I have an idea." Matteo says after thinking about it for a minute. "I know some guys on the island, I can arrange a yacht.""Yacht party?! She'll love that. I'll tell Vinnie too."At this, Valentina turns her head to look at the phone. "I'll call them now." Matte