Mafia's Cards

Chapter 1

School starts this Tuesday. Ugh! Why do I have to socialise with these people. All they talk about is popularity and trends. Not only that, a swear word is put in every sentence, even when it's not needed.
A 7am alarm had echoed under the pillow. Without opening my eyes, I grabbed hold of the phone and swiped my thumb from left to right to shut the thing. I rolled over till my back was flat on the mattress. Slowly opened my eyes, as light crept its ways between my eyelids. I recalled the dream I had last night.

I ran, as fast as I could. Something was chasing me, something big. It's darkness grew after every step it took. Looked back and all I could see was a pair of bloodshot, demon eyes. I forced my self to turn round and keep running straight. A spot of whiteness was ahead of me. As I grew closer the whiteness enlarged. This may be my way out. With my last remaining energy, I sprinted toward the light......
My eyes squinted.......and I heard a faint sound.......bu...buzz...BUZZ...BUZZ!

My heavy body rolled out off the bed and dragged my arms with it. My head had felt dizzy after the quick reaction, and after a few heartbeats I regained full focus of my surroundings.
The large room was its usual self. Lilac walls filled the four edges of the bedroom. A grand white wardrobe stood its place next to the double bed. I walked over to the toilet opposite the bed to brush myself up.
"Shiiiiiii-" I calmed myself before I could finish my bad language.
I had only realised that the care takers had just placed a mirror on the wall ,opposite the door. So when I opened the bathroom door, my soul flew above the heavens, after seeing my ghoul-like face, and dumped itself back to my body. I looked horrible. Disgustingly, horrible. After all I did only have 3 hours sleep so the black circles found its new habitat under my sleepy eyes.

I grabbed my black jeans, wore my baggy white "peace" signed shirt and threw on my black hoodie. This, and my favourite spiked converse trainers that was recently brought. Out of all the high designer watches and bracelets that my father brought for me, I thought that the cheap cross designed suited me. Not much for the first day of school, eh?
I grabbed my red checkered pack-back and made my way outside my door.
"Good morning, young miss." Said in union by the two black suited guards outside my door.
"Morning." I replied whilst making my way down the hallway and curved stairs. As usual, the two men followed me on each side, at least a metre behind me.
I sighed at the thought of them monitoring me and keeping record of my every movement. All the body guard knew where I was, who I'm with, what I'm wearing and why I'm anywhere. They know more than I do about myself.

After I reached at the bottom on the marble stairs, I stared making my way out the door.
"Morning young miss, won't you have some breakfast?" Rose, the maid ,said calmly.
I casually walked past her and replied, "No, sorry. Don't tell my father either. I don't really feel like eating."
The chauffeur opened the wooden frames ,glass door.
"Then, miss, please take these with you."
"Thanks Rose. Oh and can you find my other pair of boots before I come back home, I tired looking everywhere ."
"Will do young miss. Take care." Rose slightly bowed her head as I continued my way out of the house.

Another chauffeur opened the door to the black limo. I thought to myself, why do they do this much for me?
" Jack, I can easily open this door by myself. " Jack is the limo driver, and my personal driver for any occasion. He is in his early thirties and was one of the recommend drivers to do this job.
"Even if I was in my seventies, I would always open the door for you, miss"
As I entered the limo, we set out through the front garden, and I looked behind my back.

The mansion was beautiful and grand. We drove down the concrete curved drive way, passed by tall trees that was a metre apart, and escaped the zone through the gatekeeper. It was just too much for me though. But why did I enter this world?