My Italian Monster

Chapter 1

Kayleigh's POV:

I'm Kayleigh Carter, a 19-year-old girl that is innocent, yet fiesty (That's what people say). Yes, I can be fiesty but that only happens when I'm with people I don't like. I am very sweet and kind to other people. I live with my dad, step-mother and my half sister. I'm still a virgin, which I am very proud of. Well, enough about me--

"KAYLEIGH ELLA CARTER, GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE!!" Lisa, my stepmother, yelled.

Even though she's not the one who gave birth to me, she's my mother. She raised me to be the young woman I am today.

"I'm coming, Ma!" I yelled, running down the stairs.

"Morning, Kayleigh." Maverick, my father, said.

"Morning, dad. I gotta go, so I'll just take a sandwich and juice."

"Nuh-uh, sit down and eat. I'll drive you to school." Dad said.

"Fine." I sat down on the chair.

"Hey Kay, may I please borrow your laptop after school, my friends and I are all going to watch the Vampire Diaries series." Starr, my half sister, said.

"Fine, but you're going to owe me."

"Yeah yeah, whatever." she rolled her eyes.

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School

I walked down the hall as I went to my next class, law.

'I hate that class.'

"Ms. Carter, you're late." Mr. Halstead, my law professor, said.

"I'm only fifteen minutes late, sir. It's not like I missed your class or anything."

"You're the top student in this major, Ms. Carter. I wouldn't want to see you lose that title you cherish so much." He said. "Don't be late again."

"Fine." I gave him a fake smile.

I got into the lecture hall and sat next to the famous Jonathan.

Jonathan was the dummest, yet hottest, guy in the whole school. The cheerleaders loved him and I'm pretty sure that he has fucked that whole squad. I loathed the guy and I still did. He has played with a lot of girls' feelings and had no remorse at all. He was beautiful on the outside but extremely ugly on the inside.

"Morning, everyone. Alright, so today we are going to talk about..." Mr. Halstead started.

"Hey." Jonathan whispered to me.

"What do you want?"

"I just wanted to introduce myself." He said and I rolled my eyes.

"No need, I already know you. Now if you don't mind, I would like to listen to Mr. Halstead."

"Oh okay. But I don't know your na--"

"You two, could you please continue your conversation outside." Mr. Halstead pointed to me and Jonathan.

"Gladly." Jonathan chuckled.

'Idiot.'

I stood up, took my bag with me and marched right out of that stupid hall.

"Hey wait!" Jonathan yelled.

"What do you want now?" I rolled my eyes.

"You forgot your pen." He smirked.

"Keep it, you idiot."

"I still want to know your name." he said.

"Really? You just got me kicked out of class and you wanna know my name?"