**Translation: The Mafia Queen**
Since the day I was born my father has prepped and trained me to be the perfect girl. Ivy League school, perfect manners, perfect personality and the perfect sense of humour. It was like he was raising a robot, not...
Shane has been here for a few days know, and him and Gwen are getting along great. Much to Tyler's dislike. He still hasn't gotten used to Shane yet. I guess seeing Shane hit on his sister doesn't help either..... but, he'll get over it. "Soooo, what do you do here?" Shane asks me. We're all sitting around the pool, with Jax blatantly ignoring us.
"She hasn't had her skill test yet." I roll my eyes. "I keep telling you, Tyler, I'm not going to be good at anything." "And I keep telling you that you're going to do fine." We all look over at Jax, who snickered. "What was so funny about that?" I ask. "Well, there's always one job for girls who don't have any real skills....." I glare at him. "Let me do the damn test early then. I'll show you."
"Ok, tomorrow then." He smirks. "Tomorrow." I say. Jax, still grinning, takes off his shirt and I try not to drool.
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No. NO. NO. He's repulsive and disgusting and a rude person. And I have a boyfriend, who's nice and-I clear my throat and look away. "Have a good swim. I'm going to tan." I don't look back at him.
I've been lying in the sun for an hour, everyone else is in the pool. I roll over, going to switch sides, falling right into the pool. "Who the hell moved my chair!" I seethe. Gwen is howling, but so is everyone else. Even Jax! "Seriously if someone doesn't tell me who did it, I'm going to-" "Get your hands off of me you large buffoon!" The voice that yells is so angry and loud. That's how I immediately recognize it. I hop out of the pool, slip on my flip flops, and walk towards the commotion.
"Boys. Let her go." The guys turn, and the girls face turns white in shock. "Brianna we c-" "Brianna?!" I look at my best friend, Natalie. She's covered in dirt. "Where'd you find her?" I ask. "Camping just inside the gates. She must've followed the other guy." Shane. I nod. "Brianaisweartogodyiubetterexplainyourselforelseimmabeatyoura**." I sigh. "Ok let her g-" "Take her inside boys, and don't let her out of your sight." Oh joy, Jax is here. "Listen I'm not g-" Jax snap his fingers, and the men carry away Natalie.
"Who is she." Jax demands angrily. "My best friend. Calm down." I snap back. "Did you tell her where you were?" "No! I still don't even know where I am. How am I supposed to tell someone else?!" Jax huffs. "Well she's got two options," he starts to walk away, but stops to glance back at me. "And you better pray she chooses the second one." I gulp.
Jax's POV "Who are you." I look down at Brianna's alleged best friend, who's now struggling against the ropes she's tied to. "Untie me and you'll find out." "Nice try sly b**ch." "Really?! Oh you're so dead! Eres un odioso hijo de puta! Mira lo que me dices o pronto te encontrarás sin lengua." (You obnoxious son of a b**ch! Watch what you say to me or you might soon find yourself without a tongue.) "No. Watch what you say to me. I am the leader of the Spanish mafia, so I understand Spanish, and many other languages puta." The girl's eyes go wide, and I take note that she's quite attractive.
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"What's your name?" She glares at me. "Natalie Topez." Hot name. "Well Natalie, you have two choices. I kill you, or you join the mafia, like your dear friend Brianna did." "Is there an option where you untie me?" I sigh, why does she have to be so much like Brianna? "Just listen to him. I'll be easier." Speak of the devil.
Brianna's POV "Just listen to him. It'll l be easier." I say, after catching some of the conversation. Jax turns around looking extremely exasperated. And almost... happy to see me? "Please talk to her. I can't take it anymore. She's almost as annoying as you." He brushes past me.
"Bri, what the heck is going on?" I look over my shoulders and then quickly rush over to Natalie. I start to untie her. "You have to leave. Now." "But-" "Take the first right down the hall, then two lefts and a right. My room is there, go onto the balcony and use the ivy on the wall to get down. And then run, as fast as you can-"
"Brianna-" "And don't look back." She stands up, taking my hands in hers. "I'm staying ok. I'll figure out a bogus story to tell my parents and-" "Nat. You don't want to get involved in this. You have a future, a loving family. I don't have anything but this anymore." "You have me!" I shake my head. "Nat you can't stay." She smirks, and walks past me.
She reaches Jax, tapping him on the shoulder. He turns around and rolls his eyes. "Why would you untie her Br-" "I'll join the mafia. Just give me a job, and I'll do it." Jax looks her up and down, smirking. Oh no. That's not a good smirk.
