The next day...
"He did what!?" Camilla shouted. "That motherfucking cretino is gonna learn his lesson right damn now."
As Giovanni walked through the halls, flipping his hair and batting his eyes, all the girls swooned. But Camilla didn't give a fuck.
"Brutto stronzo," Camilla cursed under her breath.
Giovanni walked up to Camilla. "Are you Emilio's sister?"
"Yeah," Camilla replied. "What do you want, asshole?"
"You have some goddamn nerve calling me an asshole, piccola ragazza," Giovanni said, getting all up in her face.
"If you're looking to kiss me, I'm not interested," Camilla said. "Love and sex are overrated, so get the hell out of my face."
"Ooh! Feisty, I love it!" Giovanni said. "So, let's get this over with. Your parents have my Vespa."
"Heh, your Vespa," Camilla said. "Who the hell do you think you are?"
"Haven't we met?" Giovanni said. "I would hate to introduce myself again."
"Do it, or I'll break your fucking skull," Camilla threatened.
"Wow, I'm so scared!" Giovanni said with a laugh. "It's Giovanni Visconti. Piacere, signorina."
"Shut the fuck up," Camilla said.
"Or what?" Giovanni jeered. "Are you gonna tell your little imaginary voice in your head to shut the hell up as well?" He laughed. "How's it go again? Ah, right. Silenzio, Bruno."
"Alright, look. It's one thing to fuck with me and my brother, but it's a whole 'nother thing to fuck with my parents," Camilla said.
She struck really hard, punching Giovanni in the face. His nose began to bleed.
"You broke my nose, puttana!" Giovanni shouted. "My dad was right back then! You're the only monsters in this world!"
"Excuse me, but you're the real monster compared to all of us," Camilla said. She held out her phone. "Oh, and in case you forgot, this is all being recorded."
"What!? No!" Giovanni cried.
"Your papa will be incazzato when he sees this," Camilla said. "Say ciao to your so-called reputation."
She stopped the recording, sharing it to her friends and family. "Sorry not sorry. That's what you get for messing with me, bitch!"
Camilla was angry, but still felt it necessary to give Giovanni a second chance like Luca and Alberto had given Ercole the chance to apologise and give his Vespa to them all in good kindness.
She held out her hand. "I know we haven't exactly seen essere d'accordo, but I think there's some good in you deep down. I mean, there is in everyone." She smiled. "And I know this might sound crazy coming from me right now, but I'm genuinely sorry. I didn't mean to humiliate you. I understand how that must've made you feel and I'm sorry."
"What's in it for you?" Giovanni asked. "You have every right to do what you just did. Go ahead and say it. You don't need to rub it in my face to know I deserved this fate."
"That's not true, Giovanni," Camilla said. "I see your dad from years ago. My dads used to tell Emilio and I stories about how much of an ass he was towards them, but eventually realised the error of his ways."
Giovanni had tears in his eyes and he reached for Camilla's hand. "I'm so sorry. Could you please forgive me?"
Camilla and Emilio smiled. "Sure," the twins said.
"Oh, grazie mille!" Giovanni said, running up to hug Camilla and Emilio. "I knew your family wasn't bad, and I knew sea monsters aren't monsters at all. I should've listened to mio papa all these years! Dannazione! I'm such an idiot!"
He smiled. "So what can I help you with?"
Camilla and Emilio looked at each other and nodded.
"You're gonna help us make pride pins," Camilla said. "One that says 'ace sea monster awareness'."
"And another that says 'bi sea monster awareness'," Emilio added.
"But what about anything else?" Giovanni asked.
"We're gonna speak to Headmistress Romani on the all-gender inclusive dorms and bathrooms, although it won't be an easy task," Emilio said.
"Great idea!" Giovanni said. "And open up Portorosso Middle's very first LGBTQ+ Club! Won't that be exciting?"
"I already see great things happening!" Camilla chirped.
And sure enough they would.
