15 year old Isabella is kidnapped by her Mum when she was 4 because her Mum couldn't bare going through a divorce in the slightly toxic Italian mafia setting. She takes her only daughter with her but soon turns to alcohol and drugs so sends Isabella...
* Isabella in school uniform - she is on the left*
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Isabella POV
I walk to the familiar wooden door of my head teachers office. I'm a pretty good student I just always seem to be here. It's chill tho because the headteacher Mr Bannister is nice - he normally just lets me off with a detention.
Anyway I reach for the shiny gold handle and go to open the door. I don't bother knocking as I know he's expecting me. My boarding house master told me I had to go immediately but she normally likes making drama out of nothing. I don't blame her though as looking after 24 teenage girls for a living seems pretty annoying.
So I open the door and lock eyes with Mr Bannister. " I don't know which year 7 snitched on me this time but you can't be mad cause it was for my mums funeral" I said. I had a track record for holding parties in my dorm room but the school rules say u have to be in your own dorm by 7pm. 7!!! the night has barely started. And you can't have a party with only 3 people which is how many people are in each dorm. So I held a party last night because my Mum died a few days ago. Now you might be wondering why I was having a party over my mum being dead but it was because she was horrible. When I got to age 8 she got bored and shipped me off to a boarding school in rural England. Most people would be mad at that however I love it here. My friends may not be blood related to me however they will always be my family.
"For once in not actually mad about that" Mr bannister replied. I was then suddenly aware of an Italian man in his 50s sitting in one of the chairs in the headmasters office. The chair was quite small and his 6 foot 4 body filled it fully. I looked over at him and he gave me all small, almost nervous smile. I turned back to Mr Banister and said " who's that?" "That's your father Bella" I looked towards the man and we locked eyes. "My fathers dead" I said. My normally confident and happy demeanour was now gone, I was now silent and emotionless. I was happy here, with all my friends. "that's just what your mothered told you principessa. Go back your bags and then go u can come back to Italy with me and meet the rest of your family. The man looked like he meant business and to be honest I was a bit scared of him so I just obliged and went to pack my bags.
A/n Hi - sorry this chapters so short but it's the first one and it's setting up the story. Hope you enjoy :)
