When 6 year old Aurelia tells her family that her so called uncle touched her and did weird stuff to her they don't believe her and sent her to an orphanage.
Some time later they find out that she was telling the truth.
Her foster parents die and sh...
After getting my schedule from the very nice lady. I made my way to class.
While I was on my way Lorenzo came up to me and since I'm not technically mad at him it's okay to talk to him.
"Let me see your schedule, Lorenzo"
He gave it to me and I read it and handed it back to him. We have a lot of classes together the only class we don't have together is art.
"We have all our classes together except one"- Lorenzo signed
"I also wanted to talk to you about the past and apologize to you" Lorenzo said
"Um okay but not now I mean c'mon we are in school"
"Okay sorry we'll talk later" Lorenzo signed
"Dad told me to tell you not to talk to boys but I don't care if you talk to them or not just know if you do I can't help you since I'm irrelevant in that family"- Lorenzo signed.
"Yes I know don't worry"
"I will warn you not to go around Marcello Garcia, I know you can take care of yourself but I don't want you getting hurt"-Enzo said
"That might be a slight problem but I'll try my best"
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I open the door to see the teacher talking.
"You must be the new student called Aurelia " -He said
"Yes I am and before you ask I don't want to introduce myself so I'll just go take a seat somewhere"-I said
I would be all friendly and shit but then people would think I'm nice and I am nice
As I made my way to the back of the class I heard whispers
"She's probably another slut"
"I saw her hanging out with Lorenzo she's probably his fuck buddy"
EWWWW that's my fucking brother you dimwits
"Jessica won't be happy about this"
"She'll get beaten up by Jessica"
Why do I always attract trouble? I haven't even done anything and these stupid dimwits are already talking behind my back.
I wonder who Jessica is tho. I want to fight her. If people think she can beat me up she must be good at fighting.
I sat down in an empty seat and decided to close my eyes.
I don't want to sleep so I'll just count to 30
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"Class is over Ms. Sleepyhead"- an unknown voice said
I quickly raised my head up
"What? I wasn't sleeping. I was just exploring the wonders of the dark"
FUCK I DID IT AGAIN
It took me a long time to be fully awake but when I woke up I realized who I was talking to.
"HEY YOU'RE THAT GUY FROM YESTERDAY" -I said
I know I have a good memory but if I didn't I'd still remember that face if I didn't
"I didn't think you'd remember me amore"-He said
"How could I forget my pretty boy" -I said
"Well I have to go to class bye darling" -I said as I turned my heel and walked away
"But I still didn't get your nam-" He said
"I'm a big mystery aren't I"
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"I couldn't find this class that's why I was late" I lied to a teacher when I got to her class. I had a feeling that if I hadn't I'd get detention and I don't want drama with the bios
"What's your name, young lady?" -she said with monotony
"It's Aurelia" -I said
"No last name I guess"
She whispered it but I still heard her as I walked to the empty art seat beside the window
"Another Angelo" -She pulled down her glasses as she said that studying me before studying the sheet below. I hummed at the fact that she put in the effort to find my name
"That explains a lot" -She said with judgment rolling off her eyes, no doubt about it she was looking at my tattoo.
That didn't go unnoticed by the class as they erupt in whispers
Halfway through the class, one stare remained. I didn't have to search for it for long as I looked away from the window and saw it was the same boy I met the other day. He looked even more handsome. I gave him a subtle smirk and looked away.
"Very good Sketch Ms. Angelo, maybe you're not so bad after all" -she said with a little smile on her face
"Can I show it to the class, Ms. Angelo?"
"I'm not really comfortable with that" -I said
"That's fine but keep up the good work"
Maybe she was nice. It was just my stupid 'brothers' that gave her the wrong impression of me
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Her Sketch
At lunch, I sat with my brother and his friends and they were nicer than I expected. But after all, Enzo has good taste. But that one boy that I met kept looking at me. I think his name was Marcello but I'm really trying to forget about him. By the end of the day, my social battery ran out but I also got the unpleasant news that there were going to be visitors over at my bio's house. They said it's just for business but I know it's to talk about mafia shit and I'm going to pretend I know nothing about it
