Naomi's POV “Pizzas are here!”, shrieked Karan, bringing two pans with large size cheesy corn pizzas having onion toppings on them. Vyomi, Karan, Tanvi, Diya, and I-the famous five-we were the only gang at the pizza hut that noon. We occupied a table enlightened by the thin and long chandelier fixed to the ceiling right above it. I sat, leaning back on the wall. Vyomi sat in front of me. The choir girls sat on either side of me; Tanvi on my right and Diya on my left. The pizza hut of our university was an inn with only five