Arabella Anastasi is just a girl, with a dark past. She wore a mask and hood at school (although, she hardly showed up) to avoid people and questions, she went by a fake name too. Her mafia involvement wasn't a big help either, her secret could be a...
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"Zade! Hurry up!", I yelled at him to come outside. He and I were both going back to the city. Zade needed to get his car from his Dad, and I needed to go back because.. well because I had to get back to work at the house.
"I'm here.", He announced as he ran down the steps in only a pair of shorts. This kid had an issue of not knowing what a fucking shirt is but hell I'm not complaining.
Marco was already in the truck and so was some of his stuff. Zade just brought himself and a backpack full of God knows what.
I had my motorcycle fastened on the back of the truck. I left my stuff at Zade's house because I know I'm going to visit him very frequently.
He got in and connected his phone to the aux and before we even left, he was blasting music.
"Can you wait till after we get some food?", I asked with a sigh.
"Fine you kill joy.", He said as he paused the song.
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"Arabella, if you don't turn the AC up, I'll find a way to kill you and I'll get caught, proudly.", He warned me.
"The window is open, the AC is half way full and you're not even wearing a shirt so tell me how the fuck you're feeling hot?", I asked emphasizing fuck.
"Marco's window is open! Not mine.", He said with an eye roll.
"You want me to open your so you can stick your head out too?", I asked sarcastically.
"Actually, I'd like that very much.", He said matter of factly.
I opened the window half way, since he couldn't do it himself because I locked it. Then Zade stuck his head out for a millisecond and brought it back in, as he told me to close the window.
"Why?", I asked.
"I'm freezing!", He said as he played with the heating controls and purposely turned the heat all the way up.
He's so extreme sometimes.
"Zade. Go to the back and don't come back.", I said warningly.
"Yes mommy.", He said, hanging his head as I turned the AC back on.
The traffic came up again and we were stuck, almost not moving on the freeway.
Ugh.
I took my hoodie off, since it felt a bit restrictive right now.
"Sexy.", Zade commented as I revealed a sports bra underneath.
"Shutup.", I said.
"What's your boob size?"
"That's classified information, Zade."
"No it's not, I swear if I was an expert I'd take one look at your boobs and I'd know what size they are."
