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episode two - april 26th, 1915

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"Come with me," Chiara startled Gia. Grabbing her hand, she pulled her into the bathrooms. "Look," she pointed to the toilet door, with the note on it and then a paper with a note that had the same color and handwriting. "It's the same handwriting."

"Camilla?" Gia furrowed her eyebrows after reading the note, looking closer at the paper. "You think she wrote this?" She looked at the graffiti on the door again. "How would she know?"

"I don't fucking know, but look, even the color, it's the exact same. And the handwritting, it's almost identical?" Chiara widened her eyes. "The note, to not contact Sofia, it was for me," Chiara confirmed for the blonde. "They know about her, about her clients and shit."

"Are you serious? Did you contact her?" Gia hissed at her in fear.

Chiara shook her head, "no, no, no. She waited for me outside of school yesterday. She told me they know all of her information."

Gia looked down on the ground in thought, "so Camilla, or whoever wrote this," she gestured to the graffiti, "they must know her, right?"

"Probably," Chiara shrugged.

"But how would Camilla, especially her, know her," she scrunched her face in confusion. Shaking her head, she sighed. "It doesn't make sense."

The bell rang and Chiara looked at Gianna in front of her. "I'll let you know when I talk to her," she placed a kiss on her cheek and left the bathrooms.

Gia walked out of the toilet cubicle too, looking into the mirror she sighed, before leaving the bathrooms too.

———

Moving to the beat of the music along with Damiano, cup with orange juice vodka in her hand, Gia's eyes widened at the entrance of Nicco and his friends, Virginia nowhere in sight.

She immediately stopped dancing and ran to sit down on the couch next to Fabio and his boyfriend, Damiano right behind her, grimacing and scratching back of his neck.

She shoot a glare at Fabio, him being first one to jump in her mind that could invite him.

"I promise you, I had no idea," Fabio defended himself, both from Damiano and Gia.

"Did you invite him?" She glared at Damiano.

Damiano raised his hands in surrender. "I invited everyone and they invited everyone," he defended.

Gia groaned and slumped into the couch, hoping it would swallow her whole. "Should've made sure everyone knew he was not to be invited." She grumbled under her breath.

Unfortunately the couch did not swallow her and she locked eyes with Niccolo.

Gia gulped down her drink, before making Damiano refill it again. "Till the end of the night, I proclaim you as my slave who will refill my drinks with no protests and infinitely."

Damiano rolled his eyes at the dramatic girl, but didn't protest. Taking her drink, he went over to his kitchen and refilled it with the same beverage as before. He gave it to Gia, before looking somewhere behind her and made his way there.

Gia enjoyed using Fabio and Alessandro as her shield from Niccolo, but they both very quickly betrayed her, by getting up.

"We're going to talk to some people," Fabio told her over the music, not even giving the blonde a second to protest.

Gianna didn't feel like socializing, and definitely not thirdwheeling them, as she could see they did not talk to other people, but more so sucked their faces in the corner. So she stayed in her spot on the couch.

Maybe if she didn't move enough, Niccolo would forget she was even here.

Feeling the couch beside her dip, she didn't even had to look next to her to know that it was Niccolo who came to join her on the couch and that he didn't forget she was here.

"Not very responsible of you to party while your baby mama is home, all alone," she told him bitterly, taking a sip from her drink.

"I'm allowed to have fun, once in a while," he told her.

"Sure you are. In fact, you should enjoy it while it lasts, because once the little one is out, you can forget about all of this," she said, not looking at him, gritting her teeth together.

She was being petty. She couldn't find it in herself to care.

"Gia, I just wanted to have a normal conversation with you, not fight," he said, looking at her with sad eyes that went unnoticed by her, since her gaze didn't sway from the people who danced and chatted in front of her.

"Friends have normal conversations at parties. We're not friends," she told him, even if it hurt her saying mean stuff like this to him. That's why she still didn't look at him, because seeing him hurt because of her would devastate her. Even if he's hurt her before.

Gritting his teeth together, Niccolo tried to ignore the ache he felt in his chest from her words. Getting up, he towered over her for a while, just silently staring at her. When even then she didn't look up at him, he shook his head and left back to his friends.

Breathing heavily, she ignored the feeling in her chest and the tears trying to escape her eyes, and instead downed her drink in one.

"You should maybe slow down with the drinks, no?" Fabio chuckled, sitting down beside her again with his boyfriend.

Gia noticed there was the same girl that Damiano left to talk before and has been eyeing her the whole time she was here.

"Hey. Aurora," the girl introduced herself.

"Gianna," she gave her a quick glance before she started looking around. "Where's Damiano? He's supposed to be filling up my cup," she shook her empty cup. "Damiano!"

"What, Gianna?" Damiano appeared in front of her with annoyed expression.

"Your slave duty calls," Gia gave him a sweet smile. The boy only rolled his and clenched his jaw, before he roughly took her cup and went to refill it.

"Bit aggressive, no?" Gia asked the three people who were accompanying her on the couch.

"Do you know what he does for a living?" Fabio asked, ignoring Gia and looking at Aurora, gesturing to his boyfriend while Damiano came back with Gia's refilled cup.

"No," Aurora answered, looking at them.

"Tell her," Fabio encouraged Alessandro.

"Fine. I write a bit," Alessandro rolled his eyes.

Gianna quietly sat there next to them, slowly zoning out and tuning out their conversation that she didn't really care about at the moment.

"Oh, hey, did you guys hear about that girl from Petrarca?" Alessandro asked, gaining Gia's attention as well Niccolo and his friend's.

"No," Aurora shook her head.

"She's your age and she was prostituting herself," he drunkenly explained. Gia tried to not show any signs that this conversation was making her nervous and uncomfortable.

"Dude, check it," Vitto started saying. "I met that chick."

"You met her?" His friend turned around with wide eyes.

"Yeah, bro. The girl that used to dance at Toy," Vitto explained, Gianna's gaze locked on him, listening carefully.

"Ah, the one that danced at Toy," Carlo nodded, remembering. "Yeah, yeah, I know who she is. She looked like a slut," he let out a snort, earning a glare from Gianna that he didn't notice.

"She looks like a slut, you're right," Vitto agreed.

Gianna couldn't help herself and she snapped. Not even noticing Fabio leaving. "That's not very nice to say about her, is it?" She started and everyone looked at her. "You don't know the reason why she did that," she defended.

The guys let out a laugh, "doesn't matter why she did it," Vitto said. "It's not surprise. If I had known, I'd have given her 50 euro," he laughed.

"What's funny about it?" Aurora asked with blank face.

"Lighten up, it's a joke," Carlo told her, his gazes switching between Aurora and Gia's pissed off face.

"It's probably because she didn't have healthy relationships, you dick."

"How the fuck would you know?" Damiano joined into their conversation.

"I'm not saying I can personally relate," she defended herself. "Just trying to make sense of something absurd, right?" She shrugged.

"No, but Aurora's right. That could be the reason, we don't know," Gianna shrugged. "And even if there is a different reason, then it's none of our fucking bussiness and we should stay out of it," as she said the last part, she kept her eyes on Damiano, narrowing them at him.

"It's not absurd at all. You think you're better than her, but girls at Collodi are doing it too," he said and if looks could kill, he would be burried six feet underground from the glare Gianna was sending his way.

Vitto and Carlo looked at each other with wide eyes. "Really? At Collodi?"

"Bro! Could you shout us the names?"

"For real? How do you know?" Fabio's nosy boyfriend asked.

"That's bullshit!" Gianna exclaimed, her heart pounding in her ears. "Stop spreading shit rumors, Damiano," she stood up from the couch, glaring at him.

"Why so defensive, G," Vitto chuckled, looking at her with smirk on his face. "Maybe it's you."

"Shut the fuck up," Nicco said next to him, shoving him. "Shut up."

"Yo! Calm down," Vitto laughed, looking at his friend and then Gianna. "I was joking." When Gia didn't laugh, he repeated himself, more serious now. "I was joking, G."

"Yeah, well next time joke about something that's actually funny," Nicco defended Gianna, making eye contact with her. His eyes didn't leave her even when hers did and he watched her walk out of the flat.

———

Quietly sitting down next to Ludo the next day, who sat in the hallway, knees pulled up to her chest, her eyes red and moist from crying, she put her arm around her shoulder, pulling her into her chest, and the black haired girl let her.

The word about a prostitute being a Collodi student broke out, and of course everyone believed it was one and only Ludovica Storti, who had her 'sex tape' leaked last year.

Chiara appeared in front of them, sitting next to Ludo on her other side.

"Who wrote this thing?" Chiara asked, angry for her friend.

"It was Fabio's boyfriend," Ludo said, pulling away from Gia, sitting more straight up.

"How does he know about us?" Chiara asked, looking at the girls.

"I don't know," Ludo shook her head.

"I do," Gia admitted, looking at her friends.

"Last night, at Damiano's party. He was there. I don't remember the details," Gia started explaining, both Ludo and Chiara listening to her. "But Alessandro started conversation about Sofia," she continued, whispering Sofia's name just in case. Shaking her head, "I don't even know how it started, but Damiano said some bullshit about girls at Collodi doing prostitution too," she looked at Chiara with apologetic look. "I'm sorry," she said to both the girls.

"Fuck," Chiara cursed, looking away.

Gia and Ludo looked at Virginia's group, standing not so far away from them, laughing and snapping photos of Ludo. Gianna gritted her teeth, before giving them a middle finger, glaring at the camera.

"Guess who everyone thinks the baby prostitute is," Ludo glanced at Chiara, before averting her gaze. getting up and running away, probably to hide in the bathrooms until the bell rings.

Chiara got up after a while too and without saying a word, she walked towards Camilla and grabbed her hand, dragging her away from the group.

Gianna couldn't stand the not so quiet whispers Virginia and her friends were making, so she got up and walked towards them.

"Maybe instead of reading stupid gossip pages, you should start looking for maternity clothes, because trust me, you're not going to fit into what you're wearing right now soon," she told her before leaving, knowing she hit Virginia where it hurt.

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end of episode two

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