𝘴𝘵𝘺𝘭𝘦 // 𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘺 𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘴𝘰

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⇨ 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘸𝘰: 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘩𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳 ⇦

FLORENCE HATED TAKING the bus to school, it always smelled terrible. she wasn't sure why anthony alway insisted they take it to school.

she sat next to anthony and his friends. even though they had been going to school together for months, she still hadn't taken the time to know their names.

as they pulled up to the side of the road, she saw some new kid dancing while eating. it was hilarious, but part of her felt bad, she knew people were gonna treat him like shit after seeing this.

"nice moves new kid. what do you call that? the loser limbo?" one of anthony's friends says to the kid as he walks on the bus, causing florence to roll her eyes.

"no, no, no, no, i think it's called i'm trying not to shit my pants dance," anthony says after, one of his friends saying 'good one larusso after.'

"hey, shut up lapusso," florence said to anthony quietly, so only he could hear.

"lapusso, that's a good one," the curly haired one said.

"shut up flo," anthony said to the girl, embarrassed by the nickname she gave him.
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florence didn't usually like gym. the only good part about it was being able to hang out with lia, jenny and anthony. she would rarely ever participate in what they were doing, her and jenny stood to the side most of the time.

today was different though, they were playing basketball, a sport that florence hated slightly less than other ones.

"nice job lia," she said, giving her a high-five after she made a basket.

"thanks, keene," lia said, "and don't look now, but larusso seems to be staring at you"

florence rolled her eyes. "he's probably just staring at you, a lot of boys do, and besides, he talks about you a lot."

"florence," her friend jenny walked over to her, "wanna sit out with me this game?" the two of them walked over to the bleachers, lia staying back.

"okay let's switch it up," the gym coach said, blowing his whistle, "new kid, get in there. we'll get you some gym clothes next week. larusso, thompson, you're in too."

when the game starts, florence noticed that the new kid, kenny, was pretty good. he was able to make it past anthony and made a shot.

"come on larusso, you gotta stop that," anthony's curly haired friend said to him.

"wow, zack yells at anthony a lot," jenny said to florence.

"he has a name?" florence responds, genuinely surprised enough to make jenny laugh.

"i'm open," anthony says to another boy playing. the boy tosses him the ball. as he starts to shoot the ball at the basket, kenny gets in the way. he pushes the ball back onto anthony's face, knocking him over.

"shit," florence mutters as the coach says, "hey break it up! new kid get the ball."

"oh shit!" anthony's annoying curly haired friend, zack, yelled, "dude you just got facialed! bust out some of that karate."

"i told you okay? i can't, those moves cause, like, permanent brain damage," anthony said, not willing to admit he didn't know any karate.

"whatever lapusso," zack said, using the nickname florence's thought of.

"didn't you think of that nickname?" jenny asks florence.

"yeah, zack just isn't smart enough to think of his own degrading nickname for anthony,"  florence said as she watched anthony and kenny talk to each other, only being broken up by lia.

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"do you have bruise from that fall earlier, larusso?" florence asked her friend as she waited for him to take his things out of his unorganized locker.

"what are you talking about?" he asks, clearly not paying attention.

"wow, was that hit so hard it wiped your memory?" she asked him sarcastically, "you know what I'm taking about, when the new kid knocked you over during gym? it looked like it hurt, are you okay?"

"oh, yeah," he said, still looking away, "i'm fine, it didn't hurt much."

"are you sure? you seem really distracted," florence said, as she realized who he was distracted by.

lia.

a/n- here's chapter two! i have the next few chapters pre-written so i'll probably publish them one per day