Strawberry Angel

Chapter 1

  IMARA'S POV

laying in my room I was playing with a D.S I      found when I was exploring a closet (something I am probably forbidden from doing and would pay the price if my father found out) where the lock was broken and had fallen off. I occasionally explored our multi-million dollar mansion to feel rebellious considering my parents forbade me from doing anything in my life that didn't consist of eating and breathing. It was annoying and hard. I hated that I felt like a caged animal. The worst part was I knew that everything people said  was true. People often said '...shell listen to anything and you say and dare not speak back. Like a tamed bird '

But I didn't want that I wanted to be a wild lion  and have more confidence. Enough to the point where while I was in Starbucks and they gave me the wrong drink I could tell them

"Excuse me you gave me the wrong drink"

and not worry that everyone's staring at me
like I'm a ugly duckling and deserve to have a drink I didn't want.(ok I admit that was a stupid analogy) I wanted to be more like my best friend (and my only friend) Liliana. She was the daughter of my dads consigliere and we have practically grown up together. Liliana is more wild and outspoken than me. I also think she's much more prettier than me, with her short black silky hair and medium sized lips, she has big boobs and doesn't even have to look dressed to pull a guy. But don't get me wrong I like myself and sometimes my quietness can be helpful... like when I sit in the park and am to shy to make conversation with anyone that walks by and am so still and quiet the birds will miss take me for a colorful statue. They get so close I can pet them but don't because if I'm being truthful im scared.

I was quickly pulled from my day dreaming of comparing myself to someone else when my mother walked in. Whenever my mother and I talk she and I never quite agree on anything, but I still love her because deep down I know she just cares for me and being overprotective is I guess her way of showing it.

"Imara"
"Yes?" 'This doesn't sound good already'
"Your father would like to speak with you in his office"
'Huh?? Father never speaks to me in his office unless I'm in bad trouble or it's has something to do with 'famlia' and needs us to be in lockdown in the house. And I have a feeling it's not the second option'
"Uhh.. ok yes I will be there please give me a minute"
"Thank you and change your sweater it looks dirty"
"Yes mother"

My mom walked out of my room and I changed my sweater from a hoodie that said 'lmao' (something I bought with my own money while I was shopping because my parents would Never let me buy something that isn't designer and in season and god forbid I go outside in it) to a blue crew neck that said 'Malibu'

I headed downstairs kind of shaking in nerves because I had no clue what I was in trouble for.
'Did he figure out I broke into the closet and found the D.S? Did he realizes I was the one who ate his last muffin?' I had literally no clue. I walk out of my room and into the long hallway with portraits of the past Capos. They all look old and musty it creeps me the frick out. I arrive in front of my dads office and take a deep breath to calm my nerves and knock three times before I patiently wait for him to let me in.

"Come in" my fathers voice says from the other side of the door
I slowly open the door and step inside. I walk towards my fathers desk looking Down. When I stop in front of the chairs sitting in front of his desk I look up and see the massive book shelf behind him (which I would bet he has not read any of them) and also see two green plants beside them. On his desk he has a pile of papers, a tablet, and a Frame from one of my familys trip to Hawaii we took a couple years back. I finally look at my father who seems to have already been looking at me.

"Hello father" I hear the trembling in my voice and I'm sure he can to
"Imara" he says sternly
"Yes..?" 'Ahhh here it comes my punishment..'
"What do you think of going out for vacation?"
"Huh...??"
"What do you think of vacationing in New York?"
Imara couldn't believe it 'oh my goodness I was worried I was going to get in trouble and get a huge scolding and be grounded for god knows how long' but with all that fear gone now it was replaced with shocked and happiness'
"Go vacationing in New York with you and mom and visit very tourist spot?" She says sarcastically as if  he's joking about it