(This book has been revised and edited. Enjoy :)
Winter Maria Lykaios is a 16 year old girl with a fucked up past. Coming from a mafia family, the Greek mafia at that, life wasn't easy for her. With her parents giving her up when she was only 6 yea...
(n) - things better left unsaid; matters to be passed over in silence
Pronounced: tuh-chen-duh
•Winter's pov•
Exhaustion.
That's all I feel.
Even though it's been three days, the fatigue has not left my body. Although the mission is done, we still have a lot to do. Thankfully, I've already made sure Havoc's and the Greek Mafia's cyber security is impenetrable. Both my organization and my brother's mafia are prepared if anyone tries anything. The next thing we did was work on identities. We had to give Esio and Cairo's families completely new identities. Their names, appearances, stories of how they met, and why they came to France. That wasn't too hard. No one in either family was opposed to changing their appearances or names.
Lorenzo and I agreed on giving everyone a short break, including Demi, Lio, Wonder, and I since we're the youngest and we have to get back into our routine for school. We only have a couple of meetings and discussions with the other mafia dons. As big of a help they've been, I won't be involving the girls in this any longer. I just need their help with one more thing, but after that, they won't be involved. After all they've done, they deserve a break.
Getting up for school is a chore. I set my alarm for a later time than I usually would to give myself more time to sleep. The first thing I do when I wake up is head into my bathroom to wash my face and wake myself up. After doing that, I straighten up my bed, eat breakfast, brush my teeth, and get dressed.
Because of how tired I am, I genuinely do not give a shit about how I look today. I put my hair into two Dutch braids that turn into buns and change from my pajamas into black and khaki colored sweatpants, a black cropped tank top, a cutout hoodie that matches the sweats, and a pair of sneakers.
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I double-check that I have everything I need for school in my backpack and head downstairs to get my lunch before I leave. I tighten my backpack and swing my leg over my motorcycle. I secure my helmet as well as the isolated coffee cup in the cup holder and start the bike.I park my bike in my usual spot when I get to school and take the key out of the ignition. I gently take my helmet off and carry it under my arm. I drink my caffè macchiato that Chef Devon made me as I walk into the school building.
I'll give you a quick overview of the day.
Dani, who met me at the door as usual, walked me to my locker. I put my helmet inside and took out what I needed for my first three periods. Trig, History, and French were pretty chill. We had a little homework for these classes over the week we had off, but it was easy. We continued the lesson we started last week in Trig, we started a new unit in History that's pretty easy, and we went over a few things we learned last week in French.
PE was thankfully very chill. After our usual stretching routine, we took out yoga mats for a soft surface as opposed to the hard gym floor for meditation. Doing meditation today was a blessing in disguise. I kid you not, I laid on my mat, put my head on my arms, and closed my eyes. I slept for the entire 40 minutes of PE and took my sweet time using the last 5 minutes of the class to change back into my regular clothes. I didn't have to worry about being on time for Music because the teacher is late practically every day
