Italian Angel

𝐼𝑧𝑧𝑦

I S A B E L L A

Was today a good day for bad news?
A good day to receive information that should have been talked about before?
Or just a good day to start at a new school?

Beep. Beep. Beep. I groaned. It was already 6:30 AM, and I was gonna be late on my first day of school. I got out of bed and went in the bathroom, did my morning necessities and choose an outfit for the day. It was a casual black hoodie with the vans sign on front of it. I put on black oversized jeans and my boots. This day wasn't gonna be good. Not at all, I could feel it.

Not that I had superpowers or something, I just knew.

As I went down the stairs, I had noticed that my bag was still in my room so dragging myself up the stairs again, I sighed. It was a small vans bag. The only thing personal about this bag was a rainbow colored bead chain hanging around the zipper. Some beads had letters on them and together they spelled out Romano.

And no, I wasn't depressed because I wore all black. I just liked the color of it, some would say it isn't really a color, more just a shade. Black made me feel as if I was in my own world, like I cared about nothing. And everyday, for about 40 seconds, I forgot who I was. Just enjoying the short moment.

My feet walked to wards the kitchen as I heard loud arguing noises. Not again. James and Liam were fighting with Elijah. He probably didn't like the idea of seeing a random girl or two every week in this house.

Why couldn't I just peacefully grab an apple?

I turned around the corner and saw all of my brothers sitting at the counter. As a family? No, definitely not. I had to eat something for breakfast and, plus, I was getting super late now. My brothers were too, but they didn't care. They had high grades, so the teachers weren't angry with them if they came late.

K, Izzy, you can do this, just run into the kitchen, grab an apple and we are out of this shit hole.

So I ran in, grabbed an apple, but before I could run back to the door, I bumped against something. My brothers, more specifically, Liam. Why did this have to happen to me? Not cool, Izzy, not cool.

"Didn't you forget something, Bella?", he asked me. I could feel the tension become more and more in the room. Everybody was silent and I groaned.

"I didn't do the homework, Liam, you can't copy from me.", I said, not willing to look up into his eyes. What could possibly ruin my day even more?

"I didn't mean that. Did you really wanted to go to school before giving us all a hug?" Hell to the no. I hated hugs, everybody knew I hated hugs. Specifically from my brothers. It was weird.

"Oop- gotta get going, don't want to get late for my first day of school!", and I ran off. Through the corridor, multiple footsteps were running after me.

All of them were.

Shit, shit, shit. I couldn't outrun them, I was fast, but not fast enough. The were all way more sporty than me. I finally saw the entrance door only some meters away. Only some steps, not more. Cmon Izzy. The footsteps were getting closer. But not all 6 were running. I could only heard 5 pairs of feet running.

Oh, my fawking gawd.

They had plan, And I knew them too good. As I had just figured out, Elijah or William were probably blocking the door. Their method was old, very old. It always went like this, older brothers block the door while the faster ones run after me. Every year they did the same. Only once in a year and you never knew when. I acted like I was "confused" and ran towards the entrance door.