Sum up: After not being in Rome for months, the group comes back. And what a better way to welcome than to prank them.
Words count : 4kYou had planned this very carefully for the last few months. A friend of yours gave you the idea when you complained about your best friends being gone for months. Your mischievous side took place and you started to think of the ways you would put into place.
Your relationship with the group started that way too. A prank.
You were a student of the liver statale Eugenio Montale in Rome. You were currently in your terza superiore, meaning you were about to hit seventeen. You didn't have many friends, getting judged as the weird girl who wasn't ashamed of anything.
You were discreet when you wanted but sometimes you were a bit much according to some people you didn't like anyway. You were quickly heading towards the toilet, searching through your bag and not looking where you were going. You muttered some curses, not finding your phone. You mindlessly turned around the corner, you heard some snickers and lifted up your head. You were met with a cold fluffy substance on a paper plate...whipped cream ? You heard some laughters and opened up your eyes. You saw three boys laughing and you frowned when they said : 'Buon compleanno Vic!'You stared at them, defeated by what just happened and when they took a closer look at you, their faces faltered. They realized you weren't the person they were looking for. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry, we thought you were, I mean-" one of them started, he seemed a grade higher than you, he had chestnut brown eyes and long hair. "Sorry ! We thought you were our friend Vic." The youngest apologized, he had sandy blonde hair. The third one started to look for a tissue in his bag and he apologetically handed it to you as the two otters continued to apologize profusely around you.
Vic ? Oh Victoria. She was in you math class. Speaking of which. "Guy, I'm so sorry I'm late ! Why did you want to see me-" she stopped in her track when she saw your state. "Mio Dio ! What happened ?" She exclaimed and that only made the boys panick more. "I don't know ! We wanted to play a prank on you by making you come here. And we heard someone arriving. We thought it would be you since nobody goes through that corridor, especially at this time of the day." The elder rambled as you tried to whipe as best as you could the cream off your face. A part of your top was messy, you sighed.
Vic shook her head and took you buy the hand to take you to the bathroom where you were first headed to. She turned on the water and you started to wash your face off. "I'm sorry about them, I'm sure they didn't mean it." She apologized. "Oh it's fine I know they didn't mean any wrong." You whipped your face off and she seemed to finally recognise you, now that you weren't covered in cream. "Hey, you're y/n, right ? You're in math with me and Ethan." She explained softly. Ethan...she was probably taking about the boy with dark long hair and eyes just as deep in color.
"That would be me." You put back a little mascara on. "You know, I'm always impressed by how quickly you understand math." She sheepishly admitted to you, you looked at her through the reflexion. "And i've always admired your talent in bass." She looks up from the ground confused as to how you could say that. "I heard you once. I didn't mean to, I was passing by the music classroom and you were there with a bass. You're really good you know." She beamed, sending you a heart warming smile. "Well you should see us all together. Me and the boys are a band : Måneskin." She cheered a little, her excitement about this being visible. "Måneskin ? What language is that ?" "It's Danish, it means moonlight. It's because I'm part Danish, so..." you nodded quietly, finishing your makeup.
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