alessandra [#1]

normal girl

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"Dad I'm heading out," I called out from the bottom of the stairs.

After weeks of begging, my mom and dad are letting me go to a real school I've been homeschooled for my whole life because of my family's occupation. But now that I'm not vulnerable and I'm older, my parents don't worry as much.

"Don't you dare Alessandra." My dad came thundering down the stairs tying his tie around his neck, clearly annoyed by my attempted defiance of letting him take me to school.

"Are you gonna insist on driving me to school every morning? What if someone recognizes you, I'll have to take over sooner than expected." It was decided that I would take over the family business when I was 13. My parents decided not to have any more children and just focus on me.

"No one will recognize me, this is a very high-class school all the other families will think I sent you to a more discreet school to try and hide you."

"Well if you're going to drive me we better head out now. I'm going to be late." My dad quickly finished tying his tie and I slipped my shoes on.

"Of course dolcezza, let's go." We got into the car my dad went over everything that if anyone knew who I was that I was to tell him immediately. As my dad spoke his thick Italian accent really shown through. His deep voice blended perfectly with his accent and hand gestures. His hands waved across his face as he spoke. I'm sure he uses more hand gestures than actual words. As I tore myself from my thoughts I realized that we arrived at St. Augustine Prep School. "Ciao papá." I left the car and began to walk towards the school. People looked, as I was the new student. It was expected. There were slight murmurs as I walked past people. Well, here we go.

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