"It's final Emery, no if's and's or but's." My dad said as I yelled, reasoned, and pouted my heart out.
"BUT DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD!!!!!!"
"Enough, Emy, you're going to your new school tomorrow, end of story!" My dad said.
He said Emy. No one is allowed to call me that. I give him a cold glare and unwillingly give up.
I let out an exasperated cry and try to stomp all the way to my room to make a statement of protest. But that was a task left undefeated because my feet started to hurt on the marble floors. Urgh. Why did my room have to be so far?
"I hate this stupid house." I muttered to myself. I guess the house got it's feelings hurt because I stubbed my toe going into my room.
"ARRRGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH OW OW OW OW OW OW OW OW!!!" I shouted and plopped face first onto my bed. I just couldn't hold back the tears anymore. I feel my eyes slowly close. . .
"Em wake up sweetie." Paul said, as he gently shook me awake.
"Go away."
"Get up now young lady." He grabbed one of my arms and one of my legs and dragged me all the way into my giant circular tub. He turns on the cold water and turns the shower on.
Oh, I was undoubtly awake now.
"WHAT THE HE---CK PAUL! !!!!!" I screamed.
Paul winks and tells me my uniforms been ironed and to be ready before 8:45am.
So, I reluctantly take my bath and by 8:30 I'm in an Academy of the East uniform. I go downstairs and find Paul sitting down eating breakfast at the counter. I sit down beside him but I act like he's not even there. Hey, i'm still angry at him for throwing me in the tub this morning.
"Eat breakfast Em, it's your first day at your new school."
I ignore him.
"Fine, do as you wish, anyway your dad told me that you need to go to his office."
I stand up and head to my dads office and knock on the door.
"Come in."
I open the door and sit in a chair across from my dad.
"Goodmorning sweetheart. I know you're still angry at me for suddenly just transferring you to a new school, but it's only to keep you safe."
"Keep me safe? From what?" I ask him.
"I pissed off a few investors because I didn't want to make a deal with them. They're very dangerous and powerful people Emery, and I'm afraid that they'll try to harm you to get me to agree with the deal."
My eyes widened, and immediately regret my childish behavior yesterday.
"I'm sorry daddy. I didn't know that it was this serious." I said sheepishly.
"I quite understand sweetie, now in order to keep you safe, we have to hide your identity and PLEASE Emery, try to stay away from unecessary attention."
"Okay dad, I'll try." I couldn't promise, but I could try.
"Paul will be undercover in your new school as your math teacher, and will be keeping an eye on you just in case."
I sighed in relief. Thank goodness my bodyguard would be with me. It's hard enough being a new student, let alone be a new student with dangerous people after you.
"Bye daddy, see you later." I get up and kiss him on the cheek.
"Take care darling, I love you."
"I love you more."
I go downstairs and see Paul still sitting at the counter sipping coffee.
"Ready champ?" he says as he stands up and hands me a folder.
"Really Paul? Champ?" as I roll my eyes and read the document inside.
I sigh.
Well, well, apparently I'm now "Emery Johnson - just your typical teenage girl."
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My Princess is a Gangster?!
RomanceMy name is Emery Mae Weslin. Don't call me Emy. Ever. Just your typical 17 year old girl. If being the only daughter of the most powerful and feared mafia boss in the world is considered "typical." Not to mention having to transfer schools and ...