Oakley Rossi was kidnapped at the hospital when he was born, and has lived Kira Volkov as his mom. What does the 17 year old do when he over hears his 'mother' saying that he's the son of the italian mafia don and donna who he was raised to hate?
"Oakley!" I hear someone yell as they jump on top of me, that someone being my little sister, Alysa,"what Alysa," I groan,"mother told me to wake you up, we're gonna be late on our first day!" she says. of course mom wont take Alysa, she hates her since she looks the most like our father.
"what'd she say this time?" i ask, pushing her off of me so i could get up,"nothing to bad, she just said i was lazy," she shrugs, and i sigh,"im sorry Angel," i say, going in my closet to get my school uniform.
mom insisted sending me to private school, and i had said id only go if she'd send Alysa there to and she agreed. my little sister is a smart girl, being in 9th grade at age 12.
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(imagine it looks more like a males version of isa's)
i get dressed in the school uniform which doesn't look to bad and walk out to go in my bathroom to brush my teeth, and see my little sister is gone, probably putting on her school uniform.
time skip-
"try and not get lost, okay?" I say to Alysa as we walk out of the principals office,"i won't Oakley, don't worry," she sighs,"Okay, i love you, and i'll see you at lunch," i say, kissing her forehead,"love you too," she mumbles walking off.
the principal gave us are schedules, and now i'm trying to find my first class, but as im walk i bump into a girl," ow!" she says, as she falls on the ground, she looks like she's ten, but then i look over and see a boy, who looks to be around my age, maybe a year older,"Elly? what are you doing here?" the little girl asks as the boy helps her up,"who the fuck is 'elly'?" i say, and the girl furrows her eyebrows,"it's me your twin sister? isabella. did you hit your head or something?" the girl-isabella-says," i don't have a twin sister, and i'm 17 not 10," i say crossing my arms over my chest,"she's 17," the boy says, glaring at me.
"i'm sorry, i must've gotten you and my twin brother mixed up. hi! im Isabella Rossi!" she says, stretching out her hand with a smile,"Oakley volkov," i say, shaking her hand,"this is Apollo, my boyfriend," she says, nudging her boyfriend,"can you stop being a grumpy asshole for two seconds? you never act like this with me," she says walking off with her boyfriend.
well, looks like i go to school with the italian mafia princess.
i almost gag at the thought.
———————————————————————— AHHHH first chapter done but it's short, sorry loves!
