_cjma Mafia Story

Chapter 1: the Meeting

"Another death, ya hear that, Y/N? Honestly I don't know why your father moved us here when it's so dangerous. Y/N are you listening?"

You snap back to reality. Another mafia related incident? This town was starting to look more like your nightmares everyday. But never mind that, today was your first day at uni, and you were excited to make new friends and hopefully join one of the varsity teams. 

You look at your mum, who was still rambling on about the death, danger and gloom. Would she notice you walking off on your own? You take a step back.

"Don't even think about it, Y/N." She says, still not looking up from the newspaper. "I'm driving you to school. It's your first day!" 

You roll your eyes. "It's not gonna be much of a first day if everyone's first impression of me is that my parents still drive me to school! Can you just let me go alone?" you say, begging. 

She puts down the paper and smiles. You notice wrinkles in the corner of her eyes. Have those always been there? Since when has she been getting old? 

"I'm driving you, and that's that. Now get your coat on, it's a lot colder here than it was at home."

You groan, but walk off to get your coat. As you open the door, you thank the stars that your mum decided to drop you off. Had you cycled to school, you'd be a popsicle by now. 

The car ride was pleasant. You spent time trying to memorise streets, find new faces. Would you be seeing any of these faces in school later on? Before you know it, the car pulls up at the entrance of the school. You stare at the people, suddenly terrified.

"See? Someone else's parents dropped them off too!" Your mum says, pointing to a black Mercedes that had just pulled up. "Maybe they're new too. You should go say hi! Who knows, maybe you'll become friends. See you tonight, sweetheart."

As your mum drives away, you turn your attention to the Mercedes. The windows were tinted, so you couldn't see who was driving, but with a car like that, you assumed it was probably a butler of some sort. pfff probably some rich kid, I wonder what they look like.

Almost as if they could hear your innermost thoughts, the backseat door opens, and out walks what you could only describe as an angel on Earth. You must've stared a bit too hard, because suddenly the angel was staring right back at you, with a gaze that could've probably killed you, if it wanted to. Your legs suddenly felt like jello, and you notice yourself start to sweat a bit. Really, Y/N? It's winter, how are you sweating? 

Your heart starts pounding in your chest, as you notice him walking towards you. Quick, walk away. Or be cool. Idk, just chill. You've done nothing wrong. Right?

The boy walks right past you, and for a moment, you stop breathing. Maybe he didn't notice you? You were just over-reacting as usual. 

"You know, it's impolite to stare, love." he says, without even turning to look at you. "I'm CJ, by the way."