Light E'm Up- 2P! Romano X Reader- Part 1

   You turned back to the teacher and tried to concentrate on the math lesson. You could          
feel the violet tinted eyes of the Italian next to you as they burned into you. Why was he staring at you?

    The bell soon rang and you stood and stretched. Someone poked you in the shoulder. You turned to see the blond Leo grinning at you.

    “Ciao again, _______! Could I see your schedule?” he said as he twisted the small silver stud in his ear. You gave him a weird look and handed the paper to him. He looked it over and his smile grew. “Well, well, well, ragazza! Looks like we have all classes together!”  

      You blink at him and he just laughed. “No need to worry. I’ll show you the way! But first, lunch! Shall we?” he held out an arm and put on a pair of pink sun glasses. You just look at him and then to his arm.

       You sigh and shake your head. “How’s the food here?”

       Leo laughs again and takes your hand. Leaning in close to your face, he smiles even more. “Absolutely terrible! Good think we can go off campus, yeah?”

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You somehow found yourself in the passenger’s seat of a black Italian sports car being driven by a fabulously dressed blond Italian moving down a busy street. And you had no clue as to where the man was taking you!

       “So, uh..where is it we’re going?” you asked tentatively.

       “Hehe! You’re new here, si?”

       “Well, yeah.”

        “Then this shall be a little tour!Benvenuti nella città più merda mai!*" he said with a laugh. It took you a moment to figure out what he had said, and once you had, you couldn’t say you didn’t disagree with him. It was true. The town you had moved to was absolutely rundown and crappy. You were going to one of the best schools in the country, however, so to you, it didn’t really matter.

        “Ok then, I guess I can live with that.” You said as you looked out your window to see the car pull into an old run down diner. The neon light ‘open’ sign was barely seen through the now pouring rain. You could see that it was a small building with cracked windows.

        “Should we really be here?” you asked your new friend quietly as he got out of the car.

         He shrugged and opened your door, adjusting his scarf. “E 'orribile*, I agree. However, they have the best food in town here! Come, we are meeting friends of mine here.”

         You followed him inside the small diner. It was terribly lit by flickering lights. There was a hunched elderly lady at the counter, perhaps in her 70’s or 80’s, either way, much too old to be working.

        Leo walked over to the woman and smiled. “Ciao, nonna*. We are looking for the others.”

        She  pointed, with a thin wrinkled finger, to a large booth towards the back of the restaurant. Thanking her, Leo led the way. Sitting at the table was another Italian looking. Next to him was a large man with pale blond hair. A hat shielded his eyes from your sight. Another man sat next to him, this one thin, but strong, with raven hair and pale skin. Andres sat on the other side of him. He gave you a faintly devilish smirk of a smile, and then looked at a menu.

        Sitting on the other side of the other Italian, Leo patted the cushion beside him. Reluctantly sitting next to him, you felt all eyes on you. Great.