What happened before that intro...
Tomorrow is mine and Flavio's first day in second year high school. First year was depressing. I was hoping I would find someone special to me but no one asked me out. Flavio was the lucky one. A Spanish student named Andres Carriedo asked him out. That bastardo should be thankful. I was the shadow of everyone with that "special someone".
I should stop sitting around and wait for someone to ask me out. Maybe I could think for a while on what my future amore would look like. For starters, mine would have a few scars and a hat like mine (well, not technically tilted a bit, just a hat worn like a cap). I'd enjoy the sight of slicked back blonde hair and violet eyes.
Anziano... I thought to myself and looked at the clock. It was 6:20. Still pretty early for school. I hope you're not too much of an asshole. I would like that. Okay, maybe a little bit but yeah. My eyes started to become heavy and I closed them.
Riiiiing! I turned off the alarm. No, not yet. I'm not done dreaming. I fell back asleep as I continued dreaming of my anziano.
An hour and a half later...
I opened my eyes and stretched my arms. Ah, a good night sleep. Though, I could've sworn I've seen a gun in his pocket. I shook off the thought and looked at the clock. 8:15?! Merda! I'm late! I rushed to my closet and wore my military uniform (our school doesn't have a school uniform policy so we are free to wear our everyday clothes) and grabbed my hat.
I ran downstairs and was greeted by my brother. "Good morning, fratello!" He said. I stopped for a while to look at what he's wearing. A white shirt, pink necktie, black pants, white jacket, black gloves and designer shades. "No time to talk, we're late!" I said and grabbed his hand and made a mad dash out the door.
Later...
I started running on the empty streets on the way to school with my brother dragging behind. "Hey, rallenta!" I heard him yell. I ignored him and continued running. "Shut up, we have to hurry before the entrance ceremony begins!" I said. All seemed fine, until I saw a man fly by and I crashed into him.
"Luciano!" Flavio yelled as I landed on my back. "Ouch..." I moaned and I looked up to see who I crashed into. "Es tut mier leid! I didn't see where I was going! Are you okay?" He asked. "Eh?" I thought and realization hit me.
It was the person I dreamed about earlier. It's him! That's the boy I was dreaming about! This must be a dream come true! I thought, my mind in cloud nine. "Are you okay?" He asked. "S-Si. I'm fine." I answered. I grabbed his hand and my heart began to beat. He helped me stand up. "I better get going. I don't want to be late for school." My dream amore said. "Oh, si, me too." I replied. "See you." He said. I blushed. "S-See you." I said.
Flavio caught up to me. "Who was that?!" He asked. "Fratello, it's him. The one I dreamed last night." I answered. "Ah, you're never too young for love, Luci." He said, winking. "One, do NOT call me that. It's Luciano. And two, I am 20 years old, thank you very much." I said.
"You're late again?! You're such an idiota!" I heard a voice say. I looked up and saw someone who looked like Flavio, except he had brown hair and a brown uniform. "Who the hell is HE?!" I hissed. "You're always like that! Ever since that English bastard brought all of us first players here!" He continued. My anziano looked like he couldn't say anything. "Stop giving me that look! Let's go now!" The boy said and they walked off.
"No way..." I hissed again, this time, much calmer. "I must get rid of him!" I said. Flavio patted my shoulder. "No time to think about that now, let's go now, fratello." He said and we began walking to school.
~*omg, Flavio's POV~*
History is repeating itself... I thought to myself as me and my little brother entered the school grounds. I watched Luciano carry a disturbed expression on his face. Some of the students didn't mind it, others casted looks on me. Looks like he needs help... I thought again as we proceeded to the entrance ceremony.
rallenta - slow down (Italian)
es tut mir leid - I'n sorry (German)