The People Of Anastasia.
“Katarina! Why can’t you be good like your sister Italy?” Because I'm not Italy, Mom I said in my head if I would have said it out loud I would have been smacked in the head.
“I mean beating up the son of the head Elevian, is absolutely insane!” she continues Urgh can’t she shut it for once.
“Mom he was bugging I'm 18 and I can handle the consequences. I'm not a little kid!” I yelled finally being able to speak.
“No daughter of my husband is going to be a delinquent!” my mom screamed. And there she goes saying I’m all my dad’s daughter when she had to put some effort on making me.
“Well it’s too late I’m already a delinquent, disgrace, a nightmare, and everything else you call me!” I yelled back at my mom.
“Go to your room NOW!” she yelled pointing to the stairs I rolled my eyes and went to my room. And did the only thing that I can find productive. I reread my diary.
Dear diary,
Well it’s the first time I’ve ever written in a diary so here we go!
My full name is Katarina Kodi Fasoli most people either call me Kat, Katarina, or Kodi.
I’m in the Eighth squad and called an Eighthal. You’re probably like what the hell is an Eighthal?
Today is November 2nd 2009 two days after my sixteenth birthday. I live in Anastasia in Anastasia we have squads they’re like races we are not allowed to marry or even kiss someone out of are squad unless you’re part of squad Zero. Squad Zero the royal family. I have an older sister by a year named Italy everyone loves her because she’s so nice and stuff she gets good grades at school and she can cooks. Only my dad actually acknowledges me when I do something good. I can fight. People know when I have my short red hair pulled out of my olive skinned face and my green cat like eyes in a glare I’m in the zone and you’re about to be dead. My dad is the head of the Eighthal when my dad steps down me and Italy will fight for the spot of Head everyone knows that I’m going to win I was knighted when I was ten Italy never has been knighted by the royals….
There was more but mom called me down for stupid dinner. I ran down the stairs and sat down at the dining room table my mom glaring at me. My dad was at the head seat of the table Italy was to my left and mom to my right.
“Christopher your darling daughter Katarina knocked out the Elevian’s Head’s soon Charlie.” My mom said to my dad playing the good mom. If she only know what was coming.
“Kat amazing how many hits?!” my dad said beaming at me.
“Three!” I said he smiled at me such a happy smile.
“JEREMY! How can you encourage such behavior from your daughter? It’s clear to me that we should forget about the idiotic Head fight and just make Italy head she is so much more prepared and smart to be Head instead of Katarina!” my mom yelled. Say it dad!
“Lucy! That is enough! How dare you talk to me about our beautiful daughter like that! I admit that Katrina isn’t as smart as Italy but she is a quick thinker and excellent fighter!” My dad yelled. Italy just stayed quite our maid hasn’t even brought us dinner yet.
“WHY DO YOU KEEP SAYING OUR DAUGHTER SHE’S NOT OUR DAUGHTER SHE’S YOURS AND THAT SLUTS TARA’S THE ONLY ONE THAT’S OURS IS MY PRECIOUS ITALY!”.
What!
She’s not my mom,
Italy’s my half sister.
It all make since.
“SO SINCE YOU’RE NOT MY MOM I CAN SAY THIS YOU’RE A FUCKING BITCH THAT NO ONE LIKES!” I yelled.
BAM!
Italy stood up and smacked me across the face.
“DON’T TALK TO MY MOM LIKE THAT YOU BITCH” Italy yelled.
“Lucy we both know that Italy’s not even mine.” My dad said not believing a word.
“No Honey she’s your I promise it’s just that little brat has your eyes covered she wants to get rid of me and Italy. She’s helping that wench of her mother. I love you.” Purred Mo- Lucy
“No you don’t love me. You love my money. My home. My power. My position on the 15 council.” My dad said calmly and coldly.
“No I love you without love we would never have our beautiful daughter Italy” she said her eyes starting to water.
“That wasn’t love you drugged me when I was already drunk. And that was the one time that we had sex and that was a year before Italy was born there is no way Italy is mine.” My dad said still calm.
“But you raised her like your own you love her you’re her father even if it’s not biologically” Lucy pleaded.
“Italy still wouldn’t be able to become the Eighthal the Anastasian rules say that only the true daughter of and Head council member may become a Head” My dad said standing up raising his volume slightly.
“BUT-“
BAM!
The door slammed open and in came a guy no man about a year older than me wet his longer than usual hair for a Anastasian, his lips redder than your average guy, his piercing blue fire-like eyes almost impossible for a Anastasian. His all black clothing stinking to his skin wet from the rain. Who is this guy?
“Prince Avery. WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!?” My dad screamed. Prince. That means he’s a royal a Zero. The royal family’s prince or princess isn’t suppose to be seen tell his or hers father or mother give their 1 year notice to stepping down so they can find a spouse.
“YOU KNOW YOU ARENT ALLOWED TO SHOW YOUR FACE TO ANYONE WHO ISNT IN THE COUNCIL.” My dad continued. How is he talking to the future Zero like that?
“Jeremy Father is dead.”
