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The car pulled in the old, rocky driveway. Luca stepped outside only to be blinded by the piercing light of the hot sun. He decided to head inside, but was hesitant from a gross, putrid smell coming from inside the house. He ignored his gut feeling, and decided against being a wimp. He reluctantly made his way inside, only to be greeted with a rickety old house. Screws and splinters coming from the walls, boarded up windows and broken stairs; what a wreck.
He was ecstatic to hear a name call him back outside in the warmth of the sun. “Luca!” Daniela called, while hoarding dozens of boxes under her arms. “Coming Mom!” Luca toppled over the steps, landing face first into the concrete. He sat up immediately, with his nose scrunched up and a face full of mud. “Oh dear.” Daniela quickly set down the boxes and immediately ran over to help Luca up. He walked it off and began unboxing things. Luca, eventually, made it up to his room. It was bare; white walls with paint scratching off it, claw marks and tattered curtains (why is that?) and a worn out, broken old bed. He sighed, sat down, and picked up a box. He studied the box until he found a white label. “Books.” Yes! He excitedly ran his fingers over the words and instantaneously opened it. Suddenly, a knock was presented on the door.
Frowning, he opened the door. “Someone’s here to see you.” Daniela said, with a reluctant, weary expression. Luca quizzically walked down the old stairs and opened the front door. Laid afoot a tall, scrawny tan boy. They had a Mediterranean complexion with emerald green eyes that mesmerized Luca. He had a yellow tank top on with..a bag for shorts? Oh, that's just weird pants with a belt. (They need a wardrobe change, seriously!) “Hello!” The tall human said, with a chirpy tone. “Hello…what’s your name?” Luca replied, almost hesitantly. “Alberto Scorfano.” He said, holding his hand out. Luca took it. “Piacere, girolamo trombetta!” He said, twisting and sliding his hand in all different directions. “I,” Alberto said, gesturing with his hands. “Will be showing you around!” He (yet again) offered his hand. This time, Luca was more than happy to take it.