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─── ∙ ~εïз~ ∙ ───
although she admired making new friends and was kind to practically everyone, gioia was having some difficulty adapting to the new school. so far, she hadn't seen miguel since the day before and had a pleasant chat with a girl named aisha robinson. it was now lunch and she had collected her tray from the kitchen.
she scanned around the room and her eyes landed on miguel sitting with two other boys. as she walked towards them, gioia passed a table with four girls.
"hey." the brunette girl called out to her, "i really love your top."
the blonde girl looked down at her simple butterfly top and flushed red, "thank you." she whispered out, loud enough for her to hear.
"would you like to sit with us? i'm moon." the girl introduced herself, earning a shove from her blonde friend beside her.
"i am sorry, but i was going to sit over there." she used her tray to point at miguel.
moon frowned in bewilderment at her seating decision but nodded, "no problem."
gioia gave her one last smile before strolling over to miguel and the two boys he was sat with.
"you've pretty much signed away all hopes of losing your virginity at college." was the first thing gioia heard as she pulled a chair out and gently down on an empty seat - that was on the other side of the table, opposite the three boys.
"caio, miguel." gioia flashed him a smile.
"hey." miguel nodded.
"okay, i take that back." the boy with an orange short sleeve and an orange flannel shirt over it, muttered, "you're the new girl, right?"
"gioia barbusca." she stood up from her seat and leaned over to shake his hand.
he stared at her hand, hesitated before shaking it, "i'm demetri and this is eli."
the blonde girl nodded and placed her hand out for the shy boy, with a lighter tone of brown hair, wearing a light green sweater, who stared at her. he too paused before gently shaking it.
"how do you already know a hot girl?" demetri whispered as she sat back down.
miguel frowned, "she's my neighbour."
"lucky." demetri nodded slowly before turning to the blonde who was kindly sipping her chocolate milk, "why are you sitting here?" he questioned her genuinely, but it came out harsher than he would have liked.
"i am so sorry." gioia plucked up her tray of food, "i can go if you would like."
"he didn't mean it like that." eli moskowitz uttered in a soft voice, looking away when she gave him a grateful smile. he had noticed the girl didn't take a second glance at his scar and simply came up with the conclusion that she was shaming him in her mind.
