Mafia Love Tragedy (canceled)

Chapter 1: It-girl or rather chick?!

A shrill ring tone went through the big house. Tired, Victoria groped for her cell phone, which was making this sound. Why in God's name did her cell phone alarm have to go off so early? Slowly she opened her eyes. A glance at the clock told her it was seven in the morning. Just as she was about to turn off the alarm, she caught a glimpse of the date. Crap! It was the first day of school. Hastily, she jumped out of her big king-size bed. Luckily, she had already picked out her clothes for the first day, the day before. After all, it was the most important day to show who you were. ,

She quickly took her ready clothes, which consisted of a black lace underwear, a black crop top, white skinny jeans and a white leather jacket. She had exactly one hour before her best friends Selina and Mary picked her up, for school. Since Selina had gotten her driver's license a year ago, they had been driving to school together. Although Victoria had been able to drive herself since just before summer vacation, she didn't want to get up even earlier, because it already took her a good three quarters of an hour to get ready. Hastily, she hurried to her adjoining bathroom. Each bedroom in her house, had its own bathroom, which she found extremely convenient. Victoria changed out of her sleeping clothes, consisting of a pair of hot pants and a top, and got into the shower. The soothing warm shower, ensured that she became fully awake. After she had finished showering, she dried herself and wrapped herself in the towel. Now she stood in front of her mirror. Her long black hair, which went to the middle of her back, hung down wetly. Victoria had so no idea how to style her hair. Before she thought too long about it, she decided to blow dry her hair completely straight. No sooner said than done, she blow-dried her hair straight without a single wave to be seen. She was very happy about that, because if she had had to straighten her hair even more time would have been lost and she still had to get dressed and put on her makeup. Reaching into her makeup bag, she pulled out everything she needed. Quickly she primed her face with foundation, outlined her eyes with a black kajal. Now there was only one question left, which eye shadow. Questioningly, she looked at her eyeshadow palette. No matter how often she looked over it, her eyes always got stuck on the gray to black tones. Victoria applied the eyeshadow in a smokey eyes look and skilfully drew an eyeliner line. Her bright blue eyes really came into their own. So she felt it in any case. With mascara she still made up her made eyelashes and emphasized her lips with a nude shade. She looked at the result. Yes, so she could go in any case. But she was still undecided whether they should not tie her hair in a high ponytail. To try it out, she gathered her hair and turned to the side. At the nape of her neck, a small black bird of three flashed out. No, she couldn't do that like that. Since the summer vacations she had the sign of the Blacksparrows tattooed on her neck. Her father, Marco Blackbird, mafia boss of the Blacksparrows gang, had decided to take her into the gang from the age of 17 and show her the ropes, since she would later take over the gang. And her 17th birthday had been on August 8th. Not wanting to give away that she was in a gang, she let her hair hang down smoothly. Thus, she unwrapped herself from the towel and put on her lacy underwear, skinny jeans, crop top and matching leather jacket and left the bathroom. With quick steps, she moved to her small shoe closet and searched for the matching shoes. Her black strappy high heels smiled at her. Shortly she took them out, sat down on her bed and put them on. Victoria felt more than ready, for the school day. Her bag for school, she took from her chair at the desk and left her room. Wearing her high heels, she walked in long strides down the corridor to the stairs to get down to the kitchen. Which was no problem for her. With her 1.70 meters, the associated long legs, she was with big steps, down the stairs and arrived in the kitchen. In the kitchen, her dad was already sitting with the newspaper in his hand, drinking his coffee.

>>Good morning dad. << While doing so, she gave him a kiss on the cheek.

>>Good morning sweetheart. Did you sleep well and are you ready for the first day of school?<< Marco Blackbird asked.