Party Trials.

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3'rd person.

After realizing Alejandro had heard all of the conversation between Mattia and Devin, he instantly ran off the place. Yet he wasn't slick enough to leave without Mattia noticing the curl headed boy storming between people.

He started doing the same, running and shouting his name over the loud music, bumping into the zoned out teenagers. As he passed by, he ended up crashing into Hunter. To put in good words, Mattia and Hunter had been friends for a while, but not the closest of it.

"hey! watch it out bud" Hunter said, a wide smile plastered on his face whilst he managed not to spill his red solo cup. He knew why Mattia was running between the crowd, and he would do anything just to take time away from the Italian.

"get out the way" Mattia replied with an unbothered tone as he resumed his pace between the crowd. Yet he didn't made it far enough to avoid hearing the words of the latter.

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"yeah, go get that little fag of yours" Hunter said, smirking widely as he knew he was messing with Mattia's mind. Yet he didn't expected the Italian to react the way he did.

Mattia instantly turned in his spot, he didn't had to reach far for his fist to smash against the right cheek of Hunter. It was fast enough for the other to not notice, and hard enough to make the receiver stumble down.

Being shocked, and in pain, Hunter instantly took his hand up to his cheek, checking if there was any blood on it as he checked his fingers after it.

"what the fuck Mattia!" Hunter yelled out. He was looking up at Mattia with an estranged face, as if he hadn't done nothing to receive the fist.

Mattia slowly leaned over the boy, pinning Hunters chest down with a knee. Yet it didn't seemed to be enough as he grabbed the latter by the collar of his shirt, pulling him closer to himself.

"don't you ever talk about him in your life" the Italian said on a stern, angered tone. He was being serious about it, that was obvious to everyone expecting.

"i also remind you, he's the one yelling in my bed, unlike you, yelling in the locker rooms for a few dollars." he added. this time, a smirk appearing in Mattia's face. He knew what he was talking about, and Hunter knew exactly what it was about.

It was enough to make Hunter freeze on the floor, hoping no one of the surrounding people had heard the words of Mattia.

Mattia let go of the shirt, finally standing up and resuming his pace between the crowd. He'd more important business then expose a preppy jock.

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