Hi everyone, I need to ask you something. Can you any of you guys make a trailer for L.I.E (Lost in Europe)? If you can please send me a message so I can give you my email and I will dedicate a chapter to you! Thanks! Enjoy, read on!

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Xavier drove is to our next destination which is an Portuguese restaurant and from the reviews on Google Maps, it has great service and excellent food.

Sooner or later, we had arrived and now Bella and I are taking selfies on Snapchat while Xavier went inside the restaurant, probably seeing if we can get a table, but that man does some strange things...

Xavier came just as we (Bella and I) were on the last filter and as soon as I pressed the button that takes the shot, Xavier photo bombed, then I quickly added the caption saying,"Xavier Photo bombed Us at the Perfect Time, " and sent it to Travel Buddies (the group with the three of us).

"Come on, let's go," Xavier said waiting patiently and started walking towards the entrance, while Bella and were walking behind. The restaurant name is 'Portuguese On The Bay' which is an Portuguese restaurant on the water front. "Nice restaurant," I said thinking to myself as I looked down at what I was wearing which casual formal look and thought to my self," I look good, but if I knew was a more formal but not to formal I would've worn something better and again I feel under dressed."

"Don't worry people can dress casual and formal," Bella whispered to me as we were lead to a table by a waiter.

"Good evening Mr Russo and ladies, I hoped you all have had a great evening. Thank you and welcome to 'Portuguese on the bay' as some of you know," the waiter glanced at Xavier while saying the last few words of the last sentence and continued, " I am Mark and I will be your waiter for tonight."

We ordered our drinks and food and started talking after Mark went away to the kitchen. "So Xavier, do you own many restaurants or just the one in Italy?" I asked Xavier who was sitting across me. Bella and Xavier are both sitting on the same side while I am sitting across them.

"I own a lot of restaurants across Europe, including the one in Italy and this one," Xavier explained to me.

"Si," I replied. (Si=Yes).

"In fact, there is a restaurant in each country that we're visiting, but we will go to other places so you can have the best Europeans experience, " Xavier said.

"Awwww, Xavi wants the best European experience," I said in my baby voice.

"Whatever Liz, oh, look food!" Xavier said trying to change the subject, but sadly the food was for the table behind us.

"Since that was a fail, I'm just gonna change the topic," I thought feeling sorry for Xavier.

"Bella, why don't you have you have a thick Italian accent like Xavier has?" I asked Bella.

"We're both born in Italy but Xavier is two years older than me, so he is twenty and I'm 18 like you. After I was born, we moved to America, Xavier started speaking just before two years old and since born in Italy, he was surrounded by Italian speaking people so that is how Xavier has the accent but I was surrounded by Americans with that I got this accent that is half Italian and half American," Bella said.

"Cool, " I said and with that the food came. We very much enjoyed our meals and Bella paid, we decided to that we'd take turns for each destination, (pit stops and restaurants, but not motels and hotels, I have prepaid for them) and it's Bella's turn today.

I hoped into the driver's seat, Xavier in the passenger seat and Bella in the back. Before I turned the engine on, I opened the sunroof and opened the roof's widow and gave Bella my phone to take a 90° degree view of Portugal's seashore. I drove to the hotel, it was along the beach and you could walk down the cliffs to swim in the see.

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Sorry for the short chapter!
Guys, I will update during the week. So I am trying every week I will post at least one chapter. Please if you know anyone on Wattpad that makes trailers and characters banners and story covers, please tell me!

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Judy Harris