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Part 13. You Reposted in the Wrong School

Trish and the rest of the class were noisy. It was Friday and the last period of the class. Ms. Manson laid in the infirmary from 'fucking horrible monthly problem' and gave them self-learning time. Of course, no one studied. Everyone was busy talking or playing with their friends. There was one and half an hour before school was over. Trish had been spaced out and yawned for several minutes. She listened to the conversation between Josuke and Jolyne about their family gathering on the weekend.

Giorno took his ladybug bag and walked to the door. Narancia noticed this and called him. "Where are you going?"

"Anywhere. It was useless to stay in class."

He smiled and followed the blonde boy. "It sounds fun! I'll join you. Want to come along, Trish?"

The little girl was thinking about his word. Giorno was right. They had nothing to do in this class. Trish might as well wander around before Doppio pick him up. She picked up her bag and followed the blonde kid. Giorno opened the door slowly, peeked out his head outside to make sure no one was around. They tip-toe in the hall, trying to be as quiet as possible. Before reaching the exit door, Narancia heard footsteps. She tugged Giorno sleeves, giving early warning.

Leone Abbacchio was doing his patrol routine. They shuddered in fear after meeting the man. Three of them must get back without running or making a noise. Each of them had a reason to avoid him. Narancia was his adopted child, which meant he would be grounded if Abbacchio found out about his escape attempt. He disliked Trish since she and her father always gave Bruno problems. The weirdest part was Giorno since the goth security had flaming hatred to him for an unknown reason.

"Psst, over here!"

They heard a voice calling them over. Someone pulled them to the storage room. They were relieved to hide from Abbacchio at the right time. Trish stared at the boy in front of her. He wore a shirt with a hoodie jacket, shorts, sports shoes, and beanie on his head. The boy grinned at them. "That was close. You almost get detention."

Giorno showed his gratitude. "Thank you for your help. We appreciate it."

"Heh, no problem. The name is Mista. What's your name?"

"My name is Giorno. This is Trish and Narancia."

"Hmmm, I've never seen any of you."

"We're in the first grade."

"No wonder. I'm in the third grade. The guy back there is second grade." He pointed to the corner. The three young kids were surprised to see another student. That boy had blonde hair, wearing a shirt with a green sweater and glasses on his nose. He was sitting while reading a book.

"Fugo, do you think it is already safe?"

He sighed while closing the book. "Yes. He should have reached the second floor. We can leave now."

Five of them ran away before anyone caught them. The sun stung their eyes the moment they were outside. It was nice weather to go out. First, they discussed their destination before leaving the school ground.

Mista spoke first. "Arcade?

Fugo shook his head. "We will get busted by the police. They patrol around that place."

Trish suggested a new idea. "Let's go to the mall!"

Giorno disagreed. "I don't think we can go back before school is over."

"I'm hungry..."

Everyone stared at Narancia. Their stomach then growled in unison. They were hungry from all of that fleeing. All of them agree to grab a meal. Mista stopped a taxi by waving his hand. The driver opened the door but was welcomed by confusion. Five children gathered without an adult supervisor.

"The closest fast food restaurant, please."

"I'm sorry, but I don't think you should..." He stopped talking when Giorno slipped ten dollars. They almost had the same problem in the restaurant. The employees raised their eyebrows when the students entered the place. However, Trish was a huge tipper. The worker knew it was a bribe and accepted it.

They chose a seat and ate their food. Mista savoured the taste of cheeseburger while munching. "Man, this is so good. I'm so glad I skip class."

Trish laughed. " I never thought we would receive help."

"Three of you are in the same class?"

"Yes. Mr. Bucciaratti's is our headroom teacher."

Narancia answered him.

"How did you both meet?" asked Giorno.

"Our meeting was strange, but it was a funny story. I fell asleep in the library. The librarian forgot to check the place and locked the place. I was panic until I found someone standing next to the door. We were rescued by the groundkeeper after screaming for thirty minutes."

Fugo was embarrassed. "I was absorbed in reading The Adventure of Huckleberry Finn and forgot to check my watch."

Giorno's face was bright. "I've read that book too."

The younger found similarities with their senior. Fugo and Giorno had a heating debate about books. Meanwhile, Mista and Narancia shared the same love for pranks. The senior also had a good taste for movies like Trish. After having their fill, they stopped by in a small store. The children separated to buy different kinds of stuff. Trish was intrigued by a custom bracelet. It caught the boys interest as they watched her picking it from behind.

"Do you guys want to buy a matching bracelet?" she asked. "You can choose the colour and put one letter on it."

The rest nodded in agreement. They bought different colours and chose the alphabet based on their initial name. Mista picked red, Fugo picked green, and Narancia picked orange. Both Trish and Giorno wanted pink, but Giorno gave it to her. He ended up choosing blue as an alternative. After their shopping was done, all of them returned to school. They blended with the crowd to avoid being suspicious of skipping class.

"See you tomorrow!"

Mista shouted at them. They waved hands at each other before going back to their home. On their drive home, Doppio noticed the bracelet on her hand. "Is that new? It's pretty."

"Yeah!" She smiled brightly. "I bought it with my friends."

Doppio was happy to hear it. She finally had a friend to share the precious moment together.

Author note:

The gang is here!

I get the title idea after listening "You reposted in the wrong plastic love" on Youtube.

I feel blessed and cursed at the same time after listening to it, lmao.