JESSICA'S POV
From the moment those guys stopped me on the street, my head was spinning trying to understand who the hell they were, because I never seen them in my life, but it affected me a little to see the man like that who had started to cry at a certain moment. I didn't understand why he was crying and no matter how much I thought of a reason why he could be crying, I couldn't find any.
"Jess… are you listening to me?" Miky asked next to me, and it was at that moment I focused all my attention on him again. "No, sorry, what were you saying?" I asked, "Do you know who the girl who stopped you earlier was?" He questioned, unable to contain himself in his place. "I have no idea; I think they confused me with someone else." I said, still confused and thinking what had happened to me the moment I saw the man, "You really didn't recognize her?"
"No, who was Miky?" I asked trying to get the man out of my head "It was Carla!!!!" He exclaimed and I couldn't help but frown. "The singer?" I asked to see if we were talking about the same person. "Do you know another Carla?" He asked furrowing his eyebrows. "No, but then what I don't understand is why she stopped me."
"What if she knew you?" He asked excitedly, but this time because of the possibility she might know me, something I highly doubt. "I have never seen her in my life Miky, how could she know me?" I asked, snorting, "Maybe you knew her... from before." He said, but I quickly denied, "Don't say stupid things, dwarf, I shouldn't have met a famous person before, no way."
"But what if you did?" He insisted and I denied again "You're making stories in your head, that's what's happening." I responded, because that's what I thought was happening right now, "Didn't you stop to think that it could be true? They have the same intonation as you do with English." He pointed out "And what are you telling me about that?" I asked, a little desperate with the topic, I don't want to talk about anything that had happened. "She's Italian, it could be you're Italian."
"I doubt it, I don't know a lick of Italian." At that, Michel started looking for something on his cell phone and gave it to me so I could hear better, since the storm I don't hear that much, at least one of them. To my surprise I'm understanding what they're saying.
"I can see from your face you're understanding what they're saying." He said with a small smile on his face "Okay, you win. I know what they're saying, but that doesn't mean I know them. Now get into school before you arrive much late and get a warning." I said, closing the topic of conversation, "Okay, but don't think this will remain like this. I love you, Jess."
"I love you too, shorty." With that Miky went to school and I walked home thinking about what had happened an hour ago. I didn't understand anything, I didn't know them at all and the other thing is I don't know how I understand Italian, if I never learned it, or at least that I remember.
Once I got home, I threw myself on the couch to try to clear everything that had happened, because I can't deny now, I'm curious about who they were and why apparently, I should know them. After two years, all the questions I had asked herself at the beginning came back to my mind until I fell asleep.
When I wake up the first thing I see is Miky's face, who stares at me with a worried expression. "Are you okay Jess?" Miky asked in a worried tone. "My head hurts a little." I responded as honestly as I could, "Then we better forget about going to the signing." He said and sighed, leaving his things next to the sofa "No way. It's something you've wanted for a long time."
"That's the least of it, what matters is that you're okay." He assured and I denied, because I wasn't going to let my brother's dream go to shit because of a headache. "I'll take a pill, but we're going to do, let's go." I assured, getting up from the couch and going to get a pill. "Are you sure?" He asked "Yes, stop worrying so much, shorty."
"As you wish, but what do you plan to do as soon as you get there?" He asked curiously "Nothing, what am I supposed to do?" I questioned, trying to understand what he meant. "They really seemed to know you and seemed to love you a lot." He responded, shrugging his shoulders, "But I don't know them at all." I repeated the same thing I had told him in the morning "That's now, but maybe before…"
"I have no idea, but I don't want to think about it anymore, it will give me more of a headache." I assured, "That's why it hurts now, right?" He asked, knowing fully that's the reason, but I'm not going to tell him. "It doesn't matter, let's go to that firm." I said again "Are you sure?" He asked again "Stop worrying so much, I'll be fine."
"Okay, whatever you want." He said, raising his hands in a sign of peace, "Of course it's going to be the way I want, now we better go eat." I started making food for both of us and feeding Wisky and when we finished, we went to the shopping centre so that girl could sign Miky's album.
Along the way, Miky was telling me how excited he was to get that girl's signature, but I couldn't give him all the attention he deserved, because I couldn't stop thinking about what happened in the morning.
Once we got to the mall, we got in line and it took us an hour to get to the front of the line. "Hey, are you sure you're okay?" He asked once more "Yes, but I'm not going in with you." I said "Why?"
"I don't want to make them uncomfortable." I responded and he denied it with a small smile on his face. "You better say you don't want to make yourself uncomfortable." He said and I shrugged, because that was true "Whatever, come in. Besides, she's your idol, not mine." I noted, "I'll go in if you promise me, you'll be okay." He replied, "I'll be fine... Sometimes I think you're too overprotective."
"I'll have to take care of my sister, somehow I'll have to return the favour of saving my life." He responded with a shrug, but I denied, because he had nothing to thank me for. "You have nothing to thank." I said "Next." We heard the man who was at the entrance say.
Miky started jumping and became more nervous than he had been a while ago, and for a moment it made me reconsider letting him come in alone, because I'm sure that because of how nervous he will get, he won't be able to say a single word, but Miky was right, I didn't want to feel like I did the morning when we met them on the street.
"Go on, go meet her." I said with a smile on my face and with that, he gave me a kiss on the cheek and entered the shopping centre to go meet his idol, while I moved away from the line so as not to prevent other people from entering.
A few steps away from the centre was a man who was asking for money, so I approached him and gave him twenty dollars, for which he was very grateful. "I see you are still the same Jessica as you were years ago."
Hearing those words, I turn around and see the man who this morning seemed unwell the moment he saw me. I must admit he has a cute smile, but it didn't reach his eyes and he looked a little sad. "Really, I keep insisting you're getting the wrong person." I tried again, but the boy's smile only widened. "I know I'm not wrong."