----------Around 7 pm-------------
Knock. Knock.
"Go away," I groaned.
"Sorella, it's almost time for dinner." someone said.
"I'll be down in ten."
Silence. Then I heard the person retreating into the hallway.
Bye bye.
I tried to sleep.
I flipped left then right.
Urghhhh. I think I slept too much today.
I got up and went for a quick shower.
I still can't believe this is real.
AHHHH there's a bathtub.
"Don't go anywhere, I'll come back." I said it and quickly put on a comfy outfit.
I got lost wandering around the house. I walked along corridors to hallways and saw many cameras.
A normal person wouldn't have noticed it but as a trained assassin, it was obvious to me.
I wandered back to the place that led me back to the main door.
I have a photographic memory but you can't expect me to find somewhere I've never gone.
Ya know?!
hUh where's the kitchen??
And where's all the brothers?
Why is this whole house sooooo empty???
Footsteps.
I turned.
FINALLY SOMEONE.
"Hey bestie, any idea where the kitchen is?" I asked the guard.
He stared at me. "Kitchen workers and maids should be there by 5."
He looks like he's in his twenties.
Rude. Do I look like a maid?
"I should be having dinner with my brothers but screw them, they didn't even tell me where the kitchen is."
Guardy's eyes widened.
"Oh you're- you're their sister, Lucia." he half sluttered.
"Yea... sooo kitchen?"
"It's actually the dining room."
"What?! Holy cows they have a room for the dining room? How rich can they still be??" I said to no one.
I mean yea they're probably in the mafia but like this rich? Is that even possible?
They're like kids
How can kids be so rich?
Where's mum and dad?
"Well, I could lead you there if you wouldn't mind." Guardy said.
"Yes, please."
I followed the guard.
"Hey what's your name?" I asked as we walked through a corridor.
I feel like I'm in a palace.
Wait, I basically am.
Cool.
So cool.
Guardy gulped beside me. "It-it's Aaron."
"Please don't tell your brothers what happened. I don't wanna get fired." he mumbled quickly.
Some people wouldn't have heard it but I did.
"Dude, chill. I'm just tryna make some friends." I replied.
"Oh."
Wow. Ok. Oh. Ya. Cool.
He pushed open a door and I could see my brothers walking around, furiously and...worriedly?
Boys need to chill.
They all turned at once when the door opened.
"Where were you?"
"You're supposed to be down at 7."
"We were so worried."
"We thought you got kidnapped."
"What are you doing with the guard?"
They boomed.
I felt Aaron shrinked a little.
"Wow. You boys needa chill. First off, you didn't tell where the dining room is. Second, you didn't tell me there's a room for the dining room. Third, the guard has a name. It's Aaron. Fourth, he brought me here. Do you know how huge this house is? Also what do you mean by you think someone kidnapped me?" I said.
Err and Erms are passed around the room.
"Well, Aaron, thank you for bringing Lucia here. You may leave." Matteo said.
"Yessir." Aaron mumbled and quickly left.
I walked over to the table and took a seat.
"What's with that attitude? Also you haven't answered my question."
"Oh, don't worry about it, it just kinda slipped out." Angelo said.
OH wow. That was not smooth. At all.
"Okay."
Some women and girls brought us food.
"Thanks" I smiled at the girl who brought me my food.
She looked around my age.
She smiled at me saying a welcome and quickly scurried away.
I'm hurt :( Welp. At least she smiled and said welcome.
I feel so welcome HAHA
"What's her name?" I asked.
"That's Aria." a lady told me.
"Okay. Thanks."
"So, Lucia, I believe we haven't really introduced ourselves. I'm Antonio, 17"
"Angelo, 17. Antonio's twin." Angelo said.
"Luca, your twin. So basically almost 16."
"I'm Lucia as y'all know. Almost 16 too."
We started eating.
"Lucia, how do you like your room?" Flavio asked.
"Hmmm, I love it." I replied.
"That's great! Luca designed it."
"HAHA I told you. It's a twin thing." Luca cheered and I rolled my eyes.
"Okay rules." Matteo said.
"Okay rules." I mimicked him.
He smiled and shook his head.
"We don't really have much but: Respect your brothers, try not to have tattoos until you're eighteen. Erm...Don't go to the left wing or the basement. No dating unless we approve of the person. And... Always tell us where you're going or keep your location on. Also you're starting school in a week."
Okay so I already broke The second one.
" Okay so..as long as you respect me too. I already broke the tattoo one as you can see." I said, showing them my finger. "No left wing or basement. Sure. Okay. And do I really have to go to school???" I whined at the last sentence.
"You have tattoos???" Luca said excitedly.
Urghhh you didn't reply to my question!!!
"Yeah, wanna see?" I grinned.
"Yea duh."
^ a friendship tattoo on her wrist. (She got it with her bestie, Wyatt when they were 8)
Imagine her having a few more tattoos. One with the picture of a sloth.
"There's like one on my back and the other near my rib cage," I added.
They nodded.
"LUCIA I KNEW YOU LIKE SLOTH!" Luca suddenly screamed.
"Nope. Shut up now." I gave him a death glare.
But he continued yelling, ignoring me.
"Ohhh you're dead."