The Dropping Of A Bomb;; Ella;; 1

I wake up to see I have slept through my fashion construction class...for the second time this week. I rub my eyes and look at the clock. It's 9:15 am on a Friday in September. This is not a good start to the school year, even if it's my thrid year in school.

I force myself out of bed and walk into the bathroom to do my usual morning piss. I then walk into the kitchen to find one of my roommates there, sitting on a stool, eating oatmeal. Her dark brown hair is in a messy bun and her green eyes are focused on the sports section of the Daily Hearald. It's Alyson. I open the fridge and pull an Apple out only to discover as I open the cabinet that we're out of peanut butter. I mutter something in Italian and close the door. "Up late again?" Ally asks as shes reading the paper.

"I was on the phone with my mom. I have to help her move things out of my what's known now as my dads house," I say as I try to accept the fact that my parents marriage is now over and no one can fix it.
"Why can't Alfonso do it?"
"Alfonso helped her put things in boxes last night. I offered to help move out," I reply.
"I'm sorry about the whole divorce."
"Me too."

I've known Alyson since I was in preschool. We didn't like eachother at first, and I know what you're thinking, it's preschool, everyone likes everyone. Well, Alyson and I didn't. She got mad because I threw her Barbie doll in a creek, so she resulted to call me stupid, so I cut her hair.

We became friends after I cut her hair.

"Well...look at it like this, atleast he didn't have an affair with a man."

I look at her wide eyed. The thing about her is that she can make a joke about something like this, and it turns out it'll be true, and we'll still laguh about it. I begin to laugh at that moment. She looks at me with this look that translates into what the hell are you laughing at you dumbass. She then gets it. "SHIT YOUR DAD CAME OUT OF THE CLOSET!?"

Our other room mate/best friend who just happens to be in my fashion construction class, Stephanie, walks in and gives me the death glare. I let out a laugh. She drops her stuff on the counter. "ANTONELLA NATALIA GIANNI! Ms. Prescott is going to kill you if you miss one more class!" She yells but Alyson and I are still in hysterics. She know's that my parents are getting divorced, but she doesn't know the full reason. "Why the hell are you laughing? This is a serious matter! You can't start the year off like this!"

"YOU'RE MOTHER WALKED IN ON YOUR FATHER IN BED WITH ANOTHER MAN ELLA!? WHEN THE HELL WERE YOU GONNA TELL ME THIS!" Alyson yells at me.
"Shit your dads gay!? Oh my god Mr. Gianni can't be! Ella, you're father is good looking!"
"Yes, Lorenzo Gianni was caught in bed with another man," I say as I stop laughing.

We met Stephanie in high school our sophmore year when she moved here from California. We clicked with her easily. It was like she was us, but in a blonde body. I watch her set her Columbia College Chicago hoodie on the stool as she throws her blonde hair in a pony tail. She sits on the hoodie and takes a cookie out of the cookie jar we have on the counter. "You're dad can't be gay...my gaydar never went off with him!" She shouts.

"Surprise, Mr. Gianni is dating a man named Jay Riley."
"Jay Riley?" Alyson repeats.
"Mmhmm...a promising young business man."
"But how can you're dad be gay!? He was a baseball player in highschool and college!" Stephanie asks.
"He probably didn't recieve enough testosterone or whatever it's called. How did Alfonso take the news?"
"He's okay with it."
"Well, regardless of his sexual orientation, you're dad is the shit!" Alyson says.
"Agreed," I smile. It's the truth, my dad is the shit.

I look at the clock. It's 9:45 now. I have to be at my house by 11. I excuse myself as I walk to the bathroom. I hop in the shower and let the hot water hit my full head of brown hair and the rest of my body. It feels good which usually isn't the case. I sigh and try to think of the warning signs of my dad wanting to come out. I couldn't think of any. I smile though.

My dad is the shit... enough said.

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