It's Raining Not Pouring

Chapter 01

Xena falls down on her bed, and she just lies there for a few minutes, processing what has just happened, as raindrops start pattering against the window,beggingto be let in.
She is finally here, about to start training to become part of the Mafia. She has moved away from her father, her only loved one, and she is already missing him!
One of the people at the front door had told her where her room was, and she has been told that they were to meet their teammates at lunch in a hour or so.
She lies down on her stomach, comforted by the music of the rain and slowly starts daydreaming when she hears the shuffling of bedsheets next to her. She looks up, and sees next to her is another bed. But, surprisingly, this bed's black covers are formed into a body! She sits up and stares at the covered body. The body in the bed moves, and then turns to face her. "Hello," a face says, eyes wide open, yet kind. Xena sees now, it's a girl that looks about the same age as herself, with long sandy hair. Xena slowly says, "Hi, I'm Xena. Are you my roommate or something?" "Well I guess I am now. My name is Beatrice." The two girls smile, and Beatrice then stands up. She is wearing black jeans and a red t-shirt with a black skull. She comes and sits next to Xena. "So... Xena, I guess we're roommates now, so let's get to know each other." Beatrice smiles warmly, and Xena feels the calmness and kindness vibrating from her, taking the coldnessfrom the room. She wonders if Beatrice would fit in as a killer.
"Well, I'm Xena Bon Vardo, and I am training to join the Mafia."
"Bon Vardo! You are Sebastion Bon Vardo's daughter! Oh my soul! He is a great inspiration to my parents, who are trying to join the Lebonas clan!" Xena blushes slightly. "Thanks. I hope your parents succeed. Tell me more about yourself."
"Well, I was born into the Saviste family. The Saviste family is a French family known for killing mostly women. My mother and father met at a party seventeen years ago, and they immediately fell in love. I have always dreamed of becoming a great Mafia. My parents did not really succeed and so we are part of the so called 'underdogs' I think it's very disrespectful to call us that, but it is what it is." Xena laughs. Beatrice speaks like there's a bubble of words inside her, just waiting to pop. "Why do you want to join the Mafia, Xena?"
Xena stops and thinks for a few seconds, then replies,"It has never really been a dream, more of the thought of having the mentality and mindset of a Mafia. I have always found it intriguing to think about the mind of a Mafia. Many people might think it a strange lifestyle to live by killing people. But I think it's more than that. Its more like living knowing that you posess power, and you can easily take control.
It's a great thing to be free to do your own will, but to be able to have a certain amount if authority is really great. Dont you think you would enjoy knowing that you are respected, not necessarily feared, but known to have power?"
"I've never thought about it like that, I guess it'll be interesting working and training with you." No sooner have the words left Beatrice's mouth than the door opens and a young man walks in. "Sorry to bother, its lunchtime and you all have to gather in the main dining area, I'll guide you there." Xena is immediately drawn to the way he speaks. He speaks with such passion, even through such a simple offer.
Xena and Beatrice follow the boy down many flights of stairs and down many hallways, to a large dining room with many small tables and one long dining table. The servant instructs them to sit at the long table.
About twelve other people are sitting at the table too. Xena reckons they must be her fellow trainees. She sits at the end of the table, and looks around at the other people. Most if them are quiet, and are also just looking around.
A boy sitting next to Xena with brown hair looks over and then says with a thick Irish accent. "Will we introduce us selves?" Everyone nods and at the opposite end of the table a boy speaks up first. "I am Fernando Raminarez, and I am the son of Pedro Raminarez. I am sixteen years old."
Xena notices that he speaks with pride, with a proper American accent, and after he speaks, he nods proudly. Xena suddenly realizes that this is her way to make a good impression, to let everyone know she is capable of being a Mafia, a boss. She clears her throat and then speaks calmly, yet firmly. "My name is Xena Bon Vardo, and I am the daughter of Sebastion Bon Vardo. I am fourteen years old." When she finishes, she can feel all eyes on her. She should have expected it, with being the daughter of the most famous Mafia in the city Novum.
All twelve other people introduce themselves before lunch is served, and during lunch, not much conversation is made, most likely because everyone is listening to the rain, that is bow pouring like the sky is having a mental breakdown. Afterwards, everyone returns to their rooms, Beatrice and Xena going to their room together. On the way upstairs, they are deep in conversation about their family and many other things, and Xena is constantly reminded of the pain of moving away from her father. They are so deep in conversation that they dont even realize where they are going.
Xena looks around and then notices that they are lost. "Uhm... Beatrice, I don't think we are in the right place." Beatrice stops talking and looks around her. Xena sees a troubled expression take the place of the happy one of moments ago. "Maybe we should see if someone on this floor can help us?" Beatrice suggests. They try one of the doors on the left of them, and then the rest of the doors and are surprised to see that all of them are locked. "Wait, we should go down all the way to the dining hall. Then we find our way back up." And so the go down many stairs, back to the main dining hall, but this time both of them are too concentrated to exchange conversation. Finally they make it back to the main dining hall, and they sit there to rest for a few minutes before going back up.