The Mafia's Adopted Child

Office (Part 1)

"Where are this boys parents! It's been 20 minutes." Jackson's mom was mad She'd been called from work. The principal said "I'm not sure ma'am. They should be here by now." The principal turned to me. "Kole, where are your parents?" Jackson snickered and I glared at him. I looked up at the principal and said "I'm not sure. My dad might have gotten caught up in something with work.: Which in my defense isn't wrong. "Hah I doubt you have a dad, even if you did I doubt he has a job." Jackson was grinning once he finished. I came up to him and punched him in the mouth. Knocking a tooth out. Jackson's mom gasped and helped her don up. "How dare you hit my son!" "He deserved it!" I snapped back. "Alright lets calm down everyone." The principal was failing to hide the nervousness in their voice. Then I felt my phone vibrate. I looked at the text. They were here.

"Their here," was all I said. "Good, then we can sort this all out." The principal was trying to smile calmly, but I wasn't buying it. They'd never met my family before. Boy they were in for it.

Collective gasps were heard throughout the hallway. The others were confused but I figured it out. Everyone knew what the head of the mafia family looked like. He was tall about 6'8 maybe 6'9. Black hair, tanned skin, steel grey eyes. He wore a solid black suit. He was flanked by his two bodyguards and surrounded by at least a dozen men all armed with guns. All that ran through the students and staff's mind was this, 'why would the head of the mafia family be here?'

The group walked into the office. Dad clamped a hand on my shoulder smiling. "I hear my son Kole got into a fight with this boy." The principal nodded trembling. Jackson was shaking all over. All I did was smile.