Regina Della Morte

Chapter 1

Iris POV

"Ms.Miller"

"Ms.Miller, are you paying attention"

"MS.MILLER WHAT ARE YOU THINKING ABOUT THAT IS MORE IMPORTANT THAN MY CLASS," says my math teacher, Mr. Adams!

I just shrugged, which seemed to anger my teacher even more. "Please answer the question on the board," he said with a smug smirk on his face. I looked at the board, and there was this big problem on the board. I hated that he thought I would get it wrong, so being the bad bitch I am, I answered but not before the announcement went off.

"Will Ms.Miller please come to the principal's office. I repeat, will Ms.Miller please come to the principal's office. Thank you!" After the announcement, Mr. Adams had an even bigger smirk on his face. "Oh, and the answer to your stupid math problem is 20x+4y-32." Before I left, I held my middle finger to him and the class. You should have seen the look on their faces, it was priceless.

While walking to the principal's office, I had a group chat with my two best friends Jaxon and Maddox. In our school, we are called " The Trouble Trio", mostly because we get into a lot of trouble. And because we don't give a fuck.

"The Trouble Trio"

Jax: What did you do this time?

Maddox: Yeah Iris it's only 8:30 in the fucking morning, school just started.

Iris: I didn't do anything, well, at least I don't think so.

Iris: Okay, well, maybe I spray painted one of the teacher's cars!

Iris: Well, I only did it because she is being a bitch.

Maddox: Damn, well, hopefully, it's not because this is your last strike, or they will kick you out.

Maddox: Then we all have to move schools AGAIN.

Iris: Yeah Yeah, you know you guys love me and would do anything for me.

Iris: Even if that means we would have to move schools again.

Iris: Besides, who cares, and since when did you care if we move schools or not?

Jax: Hey, I'm hungry do any one of you have food.

Maddox: Fatass, you're always hungry, That's the only thing you do.

Jax: Hey, that's mean, Iris, tell him to apologize.

Maddox: Why the hell should I apologize when it's true.

Iris: Will the both of you shut up. Jax, yes, I have food in my locker, you can go and get it.

Iris: And Maddox please for the love of my sanity just apologize.

Jax: Omg! Omg! Thank you! This is why you are my favorite out of the three.

Maddox: Well, I was thinking about apologizing, but since I'm not your favorite, I will not.

Iris: My god, you both will be the death of me. I'm at the principal's office. I will see you after.

Maddox: Okay, say hi to Martin for me

Jax: ooh ooh, me too. Okay, bye bestie:

Iris: Okay, bye losers.

Mr. Martin is the principal. We are on a first-name basis with each other because of how often I am in his office. As soon as I make it to the office, Sharron, the cranky old receptionist, tells me to wait. But me being me I decide to be dramatic, so what better than to kick the door open.

"Hey, Martin, how are you doing? Look, I don't know what I did this time. If this is about spray painting one of the teacher's cars, it was because she was being a bitch." While speaking, I noticed that in his eyes he held sympathy and pity for me. If there is one thing I hate, it's sympathy and pity.

"Look Iris, something happened to your pa-parents." "Spit it out Martin you know I don't like stuttering, so start from the beginning and no stuttering. Got it" I said with my cold and emotional face on. Mr. Martin paled a lot when I said that. I was internally smirking at the fact that I could make a grown man scared. " What I meant to say was, unfortunately, your parents overdosed on drugs, they were dead when the police arrived," said Martin.

Now, I know I should be crying because who doesn't cry about losing their parents. Well not me, I never considered them my parents, so I kept my emotionless face on and said "So where will I go. I have no other family. Will I go into foster care or something". Martin looked very shocked that I had no emotion when I spoke. " Well, a-actually..." I interrupted because stuttering was also another thing I hated.

" Ah ah ah, Martin, what did I just say about stuttering? TRY AGAIN," I semi-yelled at him. " Well what I was going to say was that no, you will not be going into the foster care system. Social services found some biological brothers of yours. There actually...". "WHAT! NO WAY. YOU ARE LYING, I DON'T HAVE ANY OTHER FAMILY," I yelled at him.

"Yes, Yes you do," Said someone in the corner of the office. I had just noticed that two tall and buff men were standing in the corner. Have they been here the whole time? DAMN! I stood there with my emotionless face examining them. They were wearing very clean, and nice suits that looked like they were made just for them. The one on the left looked the eldest. He had black hair and silver eyes. But what was even creepier was he looked like the older and male version of me. The other one looked a little younger than the other with brown hair and green eyes. We looked similar in the face structure. For some reason, I felt like they were familiar to me, but I don't know-how.

After coming out of my trance I decided to speak back. " And how do you know I have brothers? Who are you?" I said with my coldest voice and glare. When I said that both men didn't look scared, instead they looked shocked and proud. Why the hell would they be proud. "Well Iris, we are some of your eldest brothers. I am Alessandro Romano and this is Alessio Romano." Said the one who looked weirdly like me. I mean I guess it makes sense now seeing how they are my brothers.

Alessio looked more friendly than his brother. He was smiling at me and waving at me. Alessandro was looking at me trying to analyze me. Which he won't be able to because I have mastered all my emotions and I won't let them through till I know what they want. "Iris, Iris hey are you listening we are going to be taking you to our home," Said Alessio with a happy grin. "And where is this home you speak of".

"Our home is in Italy so we will be flying later today. Why don't you go and say goodbye to your friends, then we'll go back to your old house and pick up anything you want to take," Alessandro said. "No thanks, we can just go straight to my house then we can go to your house". As soon as I said that, Alessio, eyes held a little bit of pain but quickly masked it. Alessandro just nodded and then we were on our way to my old house.