The Bet

Chapter 2.

Leonardo's POV: (more like third person)

"Father, as I said, I don't need your help." Leonardo says through gritted teeth. "Leonardo, you aren't grown yet. You haven't been in the Mafia since you were 20! You need training." Father says, looking at me furiously, "I have school to be at, I don't have time for you." I say as I stormed out his office.

That old man doesn't know shit about the  Mafia. I scoff as I enter the BMW waiting for me. "Why are you such a dick in the morning?" Vincent asks "be useful and drive" I reply, not even sparing him a glance. "Vincent did you hear? We have a new student" Bradley exclaimed "Is it a girl?" Vinnie asks, his hands tightening on the staring wheel.

Whore.

"Don't know yet, have to wait till we're at school" Bradley shrugs, "Can you two stop blabbering about that, it's getting repetitive." I scold them, all they do is chat about women.

"What, so we should be talking about men? You think I'm gay Leonardo?" Bradley says as he waits for me to answer "Better gay than a bitch." I mutter under my breath, but I guess he heard me. "Says the one who is still pissy about Ophelia." He smirks but immediately covers his mouth with his hand

"I suggest you shut the fuck up before you leave this car without a head." The car went silent as we arrived at campus 1. I got out of the car and slammed the door, not wanting to interact with Bradley or Vinnie.

And to my luck I bumped into a girl. "Not even a sorry? What about, let me pick that up for you? No little decency?" She said looking at her books on the floor. I stare at her, "I'm sure you have hands can pick them up" I smile wickedly "Maybe you should keep your mouth closed, for your own sake." She said and left with her books on her hand.

Bradley and Vinnie were now behind me, I could feel their annoying presence. "What now?" I say as I turn around to face them "She looks so sexy don't you think?" Bradley says and I groan, will they ever stop?

"Imagine her in a tight black dress, I would be on the floor immediately" Vinnie says with a smirk. "Maybe you guys should stop fantasizing over my sister." Another one? How bad can this day get? "You're prettier than your sister" Bradley smirks

"If you think I'm pretty lay your hands on me, I know you can't stop thinking bout it" She smirks and leaves as well. (Song quote, If you think I'm pretty- Artermas)

"I call dibs" Bradley says immediately, "Fuck Bradley, I wanted that one!" Vinnie groans in anger "if it were the old days I'd definitely think you two were racist."

I walked through the halls, going from class to class with two idiots trailing behind me. "Could you two stop following me? Are you my tail?" I say on frustration, they put their hands up to surrender "you're the boss!" And then they left.

Finally, some peace and quiet.  I thought as I walked towards the school garden to see the same girl. I sat beside her, trying to read what she was reading, "Could you leave?" She says, clearly annoyed "I don't think so." I smirk, "You really know how to make a girl happy!" She says sarcastically.

"What're you reading?" I ask, curiosity got the best of me. "None of your business." She scoffs.

Kamari's POV:

He looks exactly like my target. "What's your name?" I ask, he looks at me amused, "Now why would I tell you Princessa?" He smirks. "My name's Camille." I shrug, telling him my name for the mission. "You expect me to tell you my name just because you told me yours?" He says with a bored expression.

Yes. "I'll find out either way, so it's best to tell me." I smirk "My name's Lucas." His name is definitely not Lucas "you don't look like a Lucas to me." I say, eyeing him up and down "What do I look like then Princessa? Enlighten me." He smiles, not breaking eye contact.

"You look like a Leonardo to me" I shrug, he looks at me, anger and confusion flashed in his eyes, before it returned to cold as ice.

"Well, my name's Lucas Camille. Not Leonardo." He grunts and got up to leave. "Don't ever, call me Leonardo."

Pissy about a name? Blowing your cover Mr. Vincent. I shrug and continued to read. Little did he know it was a documentary about him, but in Russian. I'm so smart.

Leonardo's POV:
She thinks she's so smart? I can read Russian, I'm not dumb. I walk in the halls, looking for Bradley and Vinnie. Lucky me they're alone in a classroom. "Bradley, Vinnie, we might have to switch schools." I say, my eyes closed as I run my hand through my hair.

"Switch schools? Why?" I hear an all to familiar voice; Annabelle. "Get out Annabelle." Vinnie says, pushing her off his lap. Annabelle scoffs and walks out the classroom, slamming the door shut.

"We've got a spy."