The Mafia's Little Prince

Four

✦⋆✦ Leonhart, age 13 ✦⋆✦

The night was long. I did find a sandwich, water, and chips on my desk after my shower. It was signed by Harlow.

Leo, make sure you eat dinner.
See you at breakfast at 6:45.
I've already set your bedside alarm.

           -Harlow XOXO

I only had a few bites. I was not used to eating so much. I had a burger with Genevieve and Lennox already earlier in the day yesterday, so that was enough.

I peeked into the hall around 6:34 am. My alarm went off at 6. I didn't have a toothbrush and such so I swished water in my mouth until I could find a way to get a toothbrush.

"Being a peeping Tom is unbecoming." A voice scoffed right before my door got kicked. The door knocked me back into my room. I landed on my ass.

"Peeping would be if I looked into a room or bathroom or window!" I snapped, since one, I was being accused of something I'd never do. And two, I'm freaking offended!!!

"Well, around here, peeking from ANY door is not allowed."

Why was this girl even bothering me?!

"Who even are you, and why are you dressed like that?" I asked, still sitting on my butt where the door landed me.

I think talking about how she dressed was a sensitive topic....if only looks could kill, I'd be ghosting by now.

"My clothes are fine." She hissed.

"And I assume you think all that dark makeup is fine?" Yeah, I was trying to piss her off. I mean, she started it...so..I'll finish it.

She scoffed and walked to the mirror that was on my wall. I didn't know I had a mirror there till now.

"It looks fine." She spoke still looking at herself.

"Mirrors can't talk. Lucky for you, they can't laugh either." Those were my last words! She charged at me and I jumped up running out the door.

"You're dead!" She ran behind me. I almost chuckled at how fast she got upset, but I did feel bad for teasing too far. I think her dark makeup and clothes make her who she is, but since she offended me, I took things another route.

Getting down the stairs, I felt my ribs throbbing. I had no time to check what door I picked. Pushing it open, the wild monkey grabbed my legs causing me to fall. I almost busted my chin on the floor but I had covered my face just in time. It sure didn't help the yelp that escaped my mouth when my ribs hit the floor hard

"Apologize!" She ordered spinning me over to where she was now basically sitting on me, forcing my hands to my side.

"Get off!" I cried, forgetting I needed to show strength, not weakness. Her eyes seemed to be startled by my cry but before either of us could react again, a man yanked her off of me and a lady picked me up and knelt down, checking my face. I guess she thought I hit it with the first impact.

Genevieve stood at her desk, slamming her pen down before she spoke.

"Phoebe, you know the rules in this house. When my office door is closed, no one is to enter without permission. That being said, Leonhart, you know this as of now. What I really want to know is how it's only 6:40 in the morning and instead of going to the table for breakfast you too wind up on my office floor like a pack of damn monkeys!"