"Would you like to come to New York with me"?
Everybody was really happy here and all I have been hearing since morning is people's excitement for the whole one-week Thanksgiving break. When I realized that most of the people will be going back to their parents' house for the week, all I could think of was how I won't be able to see him for such a long time.
It's not like we get to go back to Italy to our family for one week, we don't celebrate thanksgiving there anyway, so I did not know what we were going to do. At lunchtime even V was all about thanksgiving only. I mean come on it's not Christmas, I don't understand what's all this buzz is about.
"So, what are your plans for Thanksgiving, will you go to your parents' house", Jay asked to me in a hushed tone because we have already been scolded twice by now for disturbing the class. "No, I'm Italian, we don't do thanksgiving" I mumbled. "Great" he smiled.