The badboy and me

Chapter 1

Her POV:
I yawn as I wake up and sigh.

Why did we have to leave Oxford?

I got ready, and drove my motorcycle to school. As I got off my motorcycle, people wouldn't stop staring, wich was fucking irritating the shit out of me. I just sighed, grabbed my bag and went to the office...

"Name?" "Emily...Emily Mosbey." I said as the office lady typed away on her computer. She twirled her chair around and searched for something on her desk between the piles of paper. After a minute or so after finally finding what she was looking for. She handed me my schedule and told me off. What a bitch.

Well , another normal day, at a different school, everyone just staring at me no matter what I fucking do . If looks could kill I would most definitely be 6 feet under . Why can't my life just be normal for once !

I mean seriously! First of all I'm in the Mafia blood. Yeah you heard that right! My dad is the Mafia king and my brother is the Mafia prince, which makes me, the Mafia princess. And if you were wondering what about my mom? Yeah she's been out of the picture for as long as I can remember.
The only fucking reason we actually moved out of Oxford is because of the Mafia business. I miss that place so fucking much! I mean this place is nice and all but I miss my class mates, friends and teachers but most of all I miss Jules, she has been there since day one and is like a sister to me, I just wish we could move back!

Here I'm just a fucking stranger! Like we legit moved here 1 in the fucking morning! Thats probably why everyone is staring.

Now every lunch I just sit alone, on my own table, while everyone is just glaring at me.

Isn't my life just fucking fantastic. If you couldn't catch the sarcasm in there, there must be something wrong with you.

I just miss the popular life back home where everyone wanted to be my friend, I even had a hot rulebreaking boyfriend, fuck now that I think about it my life was fucking perfect and it legit changed in one fucking night.

First of all my boyfriend hasn't even spoken to me over the phone today and he usually texts me every 5 minutes or so! Second of all Jules wants to know why we moved, but I don't even fucking know! All I know is it has something to do with the Mafia business.