I woke up and looked in the mirror knowing I was going to dread today, forced to live a sham, a pool of lies. I picked up my phone it was ringing like crazy.
"yes Enzo"
Enzo: "DO YOU KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS!"
Enzo:" CALL THE DRIVER AND GET TO SCHOOL NOW DOLLY"- don't forget have a nice day!
'Thanks, Enzo bye"..he's great honestly he puts his life on the line for me so I consider him an uncle of some sort..or boss but I'm actually his boss so it's a mess.
I put on Brooklyn Baby by Lana Del Rey to set a city vibe and took a cold brisk shower. I got out and threw my hair up. I didn't put much effort in. I put on a tight black dress with an oversized leather jacket...I made sure to cover my scars.
I looked good as always, I won't lie about another thing and say I'm not hot because I know I am. I Took an apple and waited for the driver outside. How cliche of me taking a limo to school, I asked to be dropped off a block down so I could walk and blend in with others.
I saw many kids as I was walking. I never got the chance to do background checks on some of the kids that go here.
As I was standing in front of the school there were "cliques" swarming the stairs all glaring at each other in Judgment. I made sure to text Enzo how stupid this idea of me going to school was. As I waited for a response I saw him. He drove right in front with a motorcycle and walked off in style, he had black flowy hair and a sharp jawline with ivory white skin.
A girl immediately started yelling "BABE" "YOUR HERE" I was going to gag. She had brown hair and olive skin. She was pretty I guess but her personality wasn't. She called him over to the top of the stairs with the rest of her posse, he looks bored and unamused. As he walked everyone's eyes followed...I'm guessing he's popular.I took a deep breath and reminded myself who the hell I am, I pulled the strap on my black heels a tad bit tighter and started walking into hell aka school. But before I stopped and took a look at this kid's motorcycle. "Take a look at this a 1950s Harley heritage classic 104 damn what a bike"...I felt a tall hovering body over me it was him...Everyone was staring at me in awe. He says "what are you doing by MY bike" I turned around and he just looked into my eyes. All I said was "Don't be a dick dude it's classic of course I was gonna look at it"
Killian's POV
Hold on Beth some chicks by my bike..." what are you doing by MY bike" she turned around and she wasn't what I was expecting she was gorgeous, I looked into her eyes and felt something I couldn't even explain. I stood much taller than her she must've been at least 5'3 or 5'4, her bright blonde hair and blue eyes. She's something I couldn't explain. She knew the name of the bike everything. Who is this girl? What's her name?
"Don't be a dick dude it's classic of course I was gonna look at it"
so pretty but of course she had a fall attitude...but I liked it. No one has ever tried to speak to me like that before it felt different.
Dollys POV
ugh, I can't guys like that suck. They think they're all that. Who even is he?
a girl ran right up to me OMG I- DID YOU JUST SAY THAT TO HIM, HI! I'm Caroline Claremont!.
hi...I'm Dolly
you're bold I like that let's be friends
WAIT? is your last name, King? She yelled
yeah...I started thinking to myself right away what does she know...this could be bad
Omg, you own the Kingsman empire?!
lol yeah. Ugh, false alarm she doesn't seem to know much
bro that's so fucking cool. That's the mafia, right? Lol, I'm kidding that's what my dad say's.
yeah lol.. let's get to class
As little as she knows her dad's right, I hate lying to people but soon it's all going to change soon.
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Dolly's Mafia
RomansaShe's everything and more, she has NYC at her feet, looks to die for, and people to kill..who said a woman can't run a mafia..let alone at 17