Mafia and Doctor

Chapter 1

Enzo Marinelli had gotten to college with a few minutes to spare. Luckily, he already knew the school like the back of his hand so he could take his time getting to class and he'd still be on time. He also knew how to avoid his least favorite person, Alexander Schmidt, and his band of misfits. He had no intention of starting his senior year of college dealing with those lunatics. The only problem is that the 6-foot-6, brown-haired weasel that is Alexander Schmidt is sex on legs if what people say is true, so he could be everywhere with a new chew toy. Enzo internally groaned at that thought. The revving of a motorcycle spooked the Italian out of his thoughts. He looked over and saw said dickhead German parking his motorcycle in the lot in front of him. Just as Alexander was getting off his motorcycle, Enzo got out of his truck and ran into the school. He ran straight to his locker and began getting his shit organized for his first few classes. Almost 30 seconds later, Enzo found himself surrounded by his four friends Giovanni D'Angelo, Jasper Miller, Celestino Evans, and Laurent Andrieux.
Giovanni D'Angelo, 6-foot-3 of an Italian with brown eyes and fair skin, and Enzo's first friend. They met when they were still living in Monza. Gio has always been there for Enzo as a protector against his demons. Jasper Miller, the sparky 6-foot sun-kissed, black-haired, gray-eyed Australian who is probably the nerdiest of the group. He joined the original duo when they were in 8th grade. Celestino Evans, the kind-hearted brown-haired, hazel-eyed, olive skin 5-foot-11 Canadian who will turn into a bloodthirsty boy if one of his friends are hurt. He joined in freshman year when he was new to Palm Springs High School and saved Giovanni from being beaten up by one of Alex's friends. Laurent Andrieux, the 6-foot American born Frenchman with brown eyes and brown eyes. He became an honorary member when he gave Enzo a recommendation for his current job as a "thank you for helping me stand up to Alex Schmidt" in the summer before his senior year of high school. Enzo is the tallest of his friends at 6-foot-4 and has dirty blonde hair and blue/gray eyes. Though they are all the same age, he is the eldest with 3 months between him and Giovanni, 4 months older than Jasper, 5 ½ months older than Celestino, and 6 months older than Laurent.
"So fearless leader, how was your summer," Giovanni asked Enzo, leaning against the locker next to him.
"Do anything fun," Jasper asked before Enzo could answer Giovanni.
"It was okay Gio and no Jas, I did nothing fun," Enzo answered, looking down at his friends critically and questioningly.
"Are you sure?" Celestino elongated the last word. He leaned into Enzo's personal space, causing him to playfully push him away.
"Quite sure yeah."
"That's not what I've heard around the school. One of Schmidt's goons was talking about a dirty blond waiter who poured a smoothie down Alex's head," Giovanni smirked. Enzo turned back to his locker and smiled.
"Well maybe I did or maybe I didn't."
"Oh my god! You totally did pour the smoothie down his head," Laurent gasped. Just then, Alex happened to be walking by when he heard that. He looked over and saw Enzo, who quickly turned away.
"Marinelli, I thought you weren't going to show up to school today. Aren't you a little scared that I could pay you back for that day?" Alex sneered. Enzo turned back around and got into the German's face.
"Do your worse, Schmidt," Enzo said through gritted teeth.
"Gladly" Alex smirked. That was the only warning that Enzo got before Alex punched him in the face. The two fell to the floor after Enzo pulled Alex by the shirt collar as he fell.
All their friends tried to get them to stop fighting before the teachers came but lo and behold one teacher was already there.
"What is the meaning of this? Get a hold of yourself" and Enzo and Alex were pulled apart.
"But sir!"
"No buts! Jesus! Already! Not even the first class and already you two are causing trouble again" the professor tutted as he walked away. Enzo and Alex growled at each other before walking to their first classes.
"One of these days, I'm going to seriously hurt that Italian" Alex sneered to his four friends as they all walked into their English class.
"Alex, no. You could get in trouble for hurting him" one of his friends, Oliver Turner, tried to reason with the German. Oliver was born and raised in Palm Springs. He's 6-foot-1 and is the parent voice. The boys try to listen to him in fear he will actually follow through with his threats.
His other three friends are Nicholas Struff, a 6-foot-4 fellow 20-year old German who has a bad temper and isn't sorry for it; Caspian Carter, a blond-haired, 6-foot Spanish 20-year-old who is quiet and doesn't usually take part in the same dangerous activities that the rest of them do; and George Beckett, a 6-foot-2 black-haired British 20-year-old who is found in the middle of a brawl. They are also the same age but Alex is the oldest with a 2 week gap between him and Nick, 3 month gap with George, 4 ½ month gap with Caspian, and a 5 month gap with Oliver.
"Exactly! This isn't going to get you anywhere other than detention. For fuck's sake, it's only the first day of school still," Caspian sided with Oliver. Alex sighed defeated and sat in his seat.
"Fine! You two win. Happy?" Alex asked them, looking up from under his eyelashes.
"Very" Oliver sighed in relief. The boys all rolled their eyes but followed him into the classroom.
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A few hours after school had ended, Enzo and his friends found themselves at the neighborhood park. Enzo had the day off from work so he joined them for their daily park trip. The group was sitting at a bench talking about their teachers and soccer tryout. Celestino promised to be there to judge the thing.
"Dear god! They've come to ruin this for us as well," Jasper groaned. Celestino saw what he was talking about and half dragged Enzo away from the benches. Too bad Alex and Nicholas were two of the fittest athletes.
"Marinelli! Little dweebs"
"Schmidt! You asshole, what do you want?" Enzo was still being restrained by Celestino, who, for a non-athletic guy, was really strong. Giovanni was behind the duo. The others all still on their way over.
"Oh, I don't want anything. We just came here because this is our hangout area" Alex took one more step closer to the others.
"It's not only yours! This is a public park, you asshole!" Celestino snarled. Nicholas scoffed and stood next to his friend.
"Look Alex, the little runt talks back" Nicholas flicked his head in the direction of the Canadian. Giovanni stepped in front of Celestino.
"Leave him alone, you rat!"
"Or what D'devilo?" Nicholas and Giovanni stood face to face to the point, they could feel each other's breath.
"Or I will beat you so bad, not even your mother will recognize you." Giovanni sneered in Nick's ear. He walked backward so he was now standing next to Celestino, who had released Enzo from his hold.
"Giovanni, you couldn't even manage to lay a punch on me" Nicholas snarled.
"Oh my god! You boys are ridiculous! Alex! Nick! We can go someplace else and when these guys leave, we'll come back" Oliver said when the other teens finally reached the five.
"They started it," Alex exclaimed, pointing at Enzo and Giovanni.
"I didn't do anything," Enzo exclaimed, looking at Alex in outrage.
"Keep your filthy fingers to yourself, Schmidt," Giovanni growled at the same time.
"Guys let's just go before one of you ends up getting hurt. I would rather not explain to your parents why we were all in hospitals." Caspian pulled Nick back by his forearm.
"Alright let's go," Nick growled one last time at Giovanni before following Caspian back to where they parked their cars.
"You best be gone when we get back here or there'll be trouble, Marinelli" Alex sneered and followed his friends.
"I hate that guy! Oh great and now I'm incapable of having fun here. I'm going to get some ice cream. Anyone want any?' Enzo asked his friends as they walked back to where they had sat before. Celestino and Laurent raised their hands in agreement.
After Enzo had walked away and out of earshot of the others, Caspian ran over to the Italian. He just silently walked along with Enzo until they got outside the ice cream shop.
"I'm sorry" was all Caspian said before he ran away as fast as he came. Enzo stood shocked for a few minutes. He shook his head and went in to order. When he got back to his friends, Enzo had forgotten about Caspian's strange and out-of-nowhere apology.
After the teens' ice creams were finished and the friends had run out of things to talk about, Celestino jumped on Laurent's back and demanded a piggyback back to the latter's car. Jasper jumped on Enzo's back for the same reason, which is why it turned into a race to Laurent's car.
"This is why I didn't drive anyone here," Giovanni cackled as Enzo purposely tripped Laurent.
"Yeah because Enzo is a cheater" Celestino pushed Enzo's legs, causing him and Jasper to fall.
"All is fair in friendship and piggyback wars, darling. Suck it up and deal," Jasper tackled Celestino and they went rolling down the hill they had just got to the top of.
"Well good luck with that. I have to go home and do my homework. Some of us want to go to a great college." Enzo walked to where he parked his car only to find that it had been graffitied. "Well, at least now I know why he apologized earlier."
Enzo unlocked his car and sent Oliver a text to tell him that they would all be gone in the next 5 minutes. Then, he got in his car and drove to the house he was staying at; Casa de Miller. There was a wonderful mother figure and her slightly annoying son living there. Enzo parked his car in the driveway and noticed that Jasper's mom was still not home and if the lack of lights were any indication, Jasper was not home yet either.
Enzo switched his car off, took out his house key, and walked into the house. He went into the kitchen to start on dinner for the three of them. Before Enzo left Italy, his mother would teach him how to cook all types of meals. Their favorite meals to make together were breakfast. Enzo smiled, thinking of his mother back in his childhood home waking him up Saturday mornings to make their traditional weekend feast.
"Oh no Enzo is smiling. The world is truly ending," Jasper's voice shook Enzo out of his memories. Enzo turned around and saw Jasper standing in the walkway between the living room and the kitchen.
"I will put poison in your food, jackass." Enzo threw an onion skin at his friend. Jasper retaliated by pouring a cup of cold water with ice down Enzo's shirt.
"Boys behave. Food fight after Enzo is done with dinner." Jasper's mother scolded them. She walked through the living room and into the kitchen.
"But Brenda, Jas started it!"
"I don't doubt it for a second," Brenda Miller said, before breaking an egg on her son's head. Jasper and Enzo gasped and looked at each other. They rushed to the cupboards and got out whatever they could carry and hid around the corner of the island. Brenda laughed and threw items from the fridge.
A few minutes later, they came out victorious in the impromptu food fight. Well, actually Brenda stopped the fight so Enzo could finish making dinner but she didn't want to deal with the consequences of saying that.
Brenda had noticed that Enzo was finally getting absolutely used to being able to cook and have his freedom in the house. She still remembers when Jasper brought Enzo over the first time. She liked this Enzo rather than the old Enzo.
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The next day, during a free Senior period, Celestino and Laurent were worrying over Enzo and the idea that Schmidt was going to get revenge. Enzo, however, was having none of it.
"But he is still not over the smoothie disaster!" Laurent kept saying.
"I can deal with him. He can't do anything to me." Enzo laughed and ate his steak sandwich.
"Enzo, please take this seriously! The guy wants to hurt you! You dented his street cred. How can you not possibly be scared right now?' Celestino asked. Giovanni stole one of Jasper's fries when he was paying more attention to their friends.
"Because underneath all that cockiness is a coward who is more scared of us than a bad hair day." Enzo noticed that the four teens were staring at something behind him. He heard the swoosh and instinct moved his hand to stop whatever it was that was coming at him. His hand had caught the fist connected to Alex's arm. Alex growled and used his athletic strength to push Enzo onto the ground. Enzo gasped as his back met the floor. Alex, without hesitation, pulled Enzo up by the shirt collar and punched him square in the cheek. Then, kicked his stomach repeatedly after pushing him back on the ground. Enzo hadn't even raised a finger against the German yet. Behind the duo, their friends were yelling at them.
"Come on, Alex! Teach him a lesson," Nick was yelling.
"Enzo, do something! Anything," Giovanni screamed.
"Alex, stop you're hurting him," Caspian yelled.
"Jesus Christ! Alex, finish the fucker!" George exclaimed. The others were frozen in place and couldn't say anything. They only shook out of it when the soccer team coach came to break it up.
"You are seriously getting on my nerves now. So help me, I will put both of you on the bench for the next few games," Coach growled, turning next to Nick, Giovanni, and George. " Don't think for one second I wasn't talking to just these two." The five teens looked down in shame.
"Sorry Coach," Caspian sighed, pulling his three friends away from the scene. Jasper pulled Giovanni away while Laurent was pulling Enzo past the rest of the teens.
"I should give you all detention but I already know that isn't going to solve this," Coach handed them all a slip of paper each. Alex looked down at it and groaned.
"Seriously coach?"
"Yes seriously, Mr. Schmidt. This October you will be doing community service."
The bell rang for the next class, causing the teens to rush to grab their backpacks and run to class. Unfortunately for all of them, they had a history class together. Coach smirked to himself and walked to the gym where his own class was waiting.
Don't get Coach wrong, he likes the 10 teens like they are his own sons but they are a lot of work. The drama and hatred between the two groups are enough that their future partners are going to have a hard time with them. He prays that they have more patience than some of the teachers here in school.
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"They keep staring and it's very unnerving," Jasper muttered, trying to focus solely on his worksheet. Celestino wasn't doing too well either. He kept quickly glancing at the other side of the room. Giovanni groaned and put a couple of his binders between their line of sight and the other 5 teens.
"Better now," Giovanni asked, glaring over the binders. Laurent pulled his head down by pulling on the collar of Gio's shirt. Enzo was the only one not affected by the attention, in fact, he seemed to be enjoying it.
"How is it that you aren't at all fazed by this attention," Celestino asked Enzo. In return, Enzo shrugged nonchalantly and continued to take notes on his History worksheet. His friends all looked at him in shock and bewilderment.
"It's only the second day of school. He's been with one of us at all times. Anybody notice anything happening with him," Giovanni asked, looking around the desks.
"No, nothing happened. You know guys know that I love history class after English class. Therefore, I'm not letting those cavemen get to me. Not in this class. Now all of you buffoons, work on the classwork," Enzo pushed Giovanni lightly. The group quietly laughed and went back to work.
Not even a few minutes later, Alex walked past the group to the front of the room. He purposely walked sideways into Enzo's desk, causing Enzo to grunt as the closest leg hit his leg. Alex fake smiled at him and kept walking. Enzo took a deep breath and counted to 10, trying extremely hard to not disrupt the class. Jasper looked at Enzo in worry and concern while their friends were glaring at the back of Alex's head with so much anger.
"Yeah no. Apparently, he can still get me in even one of my favorite subjects," Enzo groaned, throwing his head between his arms on his desk.
Alex looked back at Enzo and smirked. Oh, how the tall German loved to get under the Italian's skin. It was so easy! Marinelli is always so tense and wound up. All Alex has to do is walk up to him and the guy is pissed off.
"Senior year is going to be so much fun," Alex thought to himself, as he walked past Enzo's desk again. The Italian still had his head on his arms.
"When does this lame class end," George asked, groaning and doodling another picture on the side of his still empty paper.
"In another...30 minutes," Oliver slammed his head on his desk.
"Aww looks like the Doberman pack can't handle a simple history class," Giovanni teased. Nick looked at him with a fire burning bright in his eyes but then the words sunk in. He smiled smugly but left it. Nick didn't want to have detention on the second day. Especially not on soccer tryout day, where he and the other seniors get to bully the sophomores.
"I know what you're planning on doing and I'm not helping," Caspian argued authoritatively as he pointed at his friend.
"Come on, it'll be painless!"
"Yeah until they realize who did it and then we'll all be dead. I promised my mother I wouldn't die until mid college."
"Ugh, you are no fun, Cas."
"If it keeps me from death, I'll be more boring than a damn trickster with you."
"Old man," George muttered under his breath as he worked.