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Chapter 9: Italian Dreaming
She was bewildered by the sight.
Beatrice was hanging out with her cousin, Petra, when she set her eyes upon a Greek God… Well, an Italian God… Technically an Italian-South African-New Zealander God… That is beside the point. Anyways, she saw Franklin Romeo, brother to Petra’s boyfriend (now husband) Lyle. He was kind, and polite, and quiet – Beatrice was in awe. The muscles were just the icing on a very nice, sensitive cake.
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Franklin and Lyle were born in Cape Town, South Africa to Sergio, their Italian-South African father, and Jade, their Italian mother. Their parents decided to raise their children in Prato, Italy, so they moved there when the boys were two and four, respectively. By the time Lyle was ready for high school, they decided to move to New Zealand. They learnt how to speak fluent Italian and English, but their Afrikaans was scrappy.
Franklin knew from a young age that he wanted to be a bodybuilder. He was born to be an athlete - he loved the feeling of being strong, and even the act of exercising was cathartic. Growing up, all he did was eat healthy, balanced meals, work out, and play video games that his brother modded. His life was simple, and he loved that, but like all straight, teenage boys, he was curious about girls. Lyle laughed at the fact that he had better luck with women than Franklin. He would always say, "You could get anyone you wanted, Frankie - Girls love muscles!"
To which Franklin would reply, "I don't want just anyone!"
And, of course, the girl he did end up wanting was the daughter of the Police Commissioner.
He only knew her from pictures. Lyle caught him looking at a picture of Beatrice and her many cousins online, telling him to, "Pick his jaw off of the floor." He teased his little brother for weeks before suggesting that they meet.
"Uhhhhhh... No?" Franklin replied at the suggestion.
"Dude, come on! Now or never!"
So Franklin took a deep breath, brushed his hair, and psyched himself up in the mirror. He met his dream girl the next afternoon.
They got along really well. Franklin was more of a listener than a talker, and Beatrice loved how interested he seemed. She talked about following her artistic grandparents' footsteps. Instead of becoming an artist or an art curator, however, she wanted to be an art critic. She was good at painting, but she felt like she could make a career out of appraisal. She had, after all, been exposed to a lot of great art in her life. Beatrice encouraged Franklin to talk about his career goals, but he felt a bit embarrassed talking about how much he loved sports to her. He knew that once he started, he could not stop.
Their passions for their future careers is what brought the two together. Franklin would join art classes that Beatrice would hold at the local art gallery. Beatrice would join him at the gym, with Franklin showing her proper techniques. They both thought that the most attractive feature of the other was that look in their eyes when they were doing something that they loved. Franklin also realllllyyy loved her freckles.
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After Franklin and Beatrice had been dating for a while, Franklin asked Didier an important question: Could he take his daughter to Italy to start a life with her? He told Didier about the bodybuilding opportunities where they would be going, the art gallery within walking distance of their home, and the fact that their home was just a plot of land. They would start a life from scratch, together.
"I'll even teach your daughter Italian, sir!"
Didier tried to be serious the entire time Franklin was speaking, but he was highly amused. Franklin was pitching this idea with such ferocity, as if Didier was a king and he was a villager who needed funds to feed his goats.
"She is going to love it there. I think that there is this bakery with litt-"
"Son," Didier stopped Franklin mid sentence.
"Yes, sir."
"Do you love my daughter?"
"Yes, sir."
"Then take her to Italy, and make her happy."
"Yes, s-"
"Didier, call me Didier."
When Franklin asked Beatrice to move to Italy with him, she was overcome with joy! She had never travelled before and was excited to see the country that her man was from. She also went crazy when Franklin spoke Italian around her, and she was happy about the prospect of hearing him speak it more often!
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She was bewildered by the sight.
Beatrice was hanging out with her cousin, Petra, when she set her eyes upon a Greek God… Well, an Italian God… Technically an Italian-South African-New Zealander God… That is beside the point. Anyways, she saw Franklin Romeo, brother to Petra’s boyfriend (now husband) Lyle. He was kind, and polite, and quiet – Beatrice was in awe. The muscles were just the icing on a very nice, sensitive cake.
http://i1290.photobucket.com/albums/b539/jalooloo/04-19-17_10-13-50PM_zpscrlvt6c1.png
Franklin and Lyle were born in Cape Town, South Africa to Sergio, their Italian-South African father, and Jade, their Italian mother. Their parents decided to raise their children in Prato, Italy, so they moved there when the boys were two and four, respectively. By the time Lyle was ready for high school, they decided to move to New Zealand. They learnt how to speak fluent Italian and English, but their Afrikaans was scrappy.
Franklin knew from a young age that he wanted to be a bodybuilder. He was born to be an athlete - he loved the feeling of being strong, and even the act of exercising was cathartic. Growing up, all he did was eat healthy, balanced meals, work out, and play video games that his brother modded. His life was simple, and he loved that, but like all straight, teenage boys, he was curious about girls. Lyle laughed at the fact that he had better luck with women than Franklin. He would always say, "You could get anyone you wanted, Frankie - Girls love muscles!"
To which Franklin would reply, "I don't want just anyone!"
And, of course, the girl he did end up wanting was the daughter of the Police Commissioner.
He only knew her from pictures. Lyle caught him looking at a picture of Beatrice and her many cousins online, telling him to, "Pick his jaw off of the floor." He teased his little brother for weeks before suggesting that they meet.
"Uhhhhhh... No?" Franklin replied at the suggestion.
"Dude, come on! Now or never!"
So Franklin took a deep breath, brushed his hair, and psyched himself up in the mirror. He met his dream girl the next afternoon.
They got along really well. Franklin was more of a listener than a talker, and Beatrice loved how interested he seemed. She talked about following her artistic grandparents' footsteps. Instead of becoming an artist or an art curator, however, she wanted to be an art critic. She was good at painting, but she felt like she could make a career out of appraisal. She had, after all, been exposed to a lot of great art in her life. Beatrice encouraged Franklin to talk about his career goals, but he felt a bit embarrassed talking about how much he loved sports to her. He knew that once he started, he could not stop.
Their passions for their future careers is what brought the two together. Franklin would join art classes that Beatrice would hold at the local art gallery. Beatrice would join him at the gym, with Franklin showing her proper techniques. They both thought that the most attractive feature of the other was that look in their eyes when they were doing something that they loved. Franklin also realllllyyy loved her freckles.
After Franklin and Beatrice had been dating for a while, Franklin asked Didier an important question: Could he take his daughter to Italy to start a life with her? He told Didier about the bodybuilding opportunities where they would be going, the art gallery within walking distance of their home, and the fact that their home was just a plot of land. They would start a life from scratch, together.
"I'll even teach your daughter Italian, sir!"
Didier tried to be serious the entire time Franklin was speaking, but he was highly amused. Franklin was pitching this idea with such ferocity, as if Didier was a king and he was a villager who needed funds to feed his goats.
"She is going to love it there. I think that there is this bakery with litt-"
"Son," Didier stopped Franklin mid sentence.
"Yes, sir."
"Do you love my daughter?"
"Yes, sir."
"Then take her to Italy, and make her happy."
"Yes, s-"
"Didier, call me Didier."
When Franklin asked Beatrice to move to Italy with him, she was overcome with joy! She had never travelled before and was excited to see the country that her man was from. She also went crazy when Franklin spoke Italian around her, and she was happy about the prospect of hearing him speak it more often!
http://i1290.photobucket.com/albums/b539/jalooloo/04-20-17_2-27-47PM_zpstls4thsl.png
