Chapter one

I walk into the Nashville underground base. I've been here over a million times before but this time it just felt...well it felt weird. I look up at the clock that's hanging on the wall. 6:30 am. I arrived at the perfect time. I need to be at school in thirty minutes. I walk towards Mateo, my right-hand man. "Hey Mateo," I say giving him a hug. He's like my second dad and he was my dad's best friend. "Hey Kiddo, How are you holding up?" He asked. "I'm doing fine. I'm just glad we caught the guy who killed them." I say shrugging. He gives me that look that says 'I don't believe you but I won't call you out on it' and then he looks away. We stand in silence for a few minutes." You know if you need anything, just come to me." he says, breaking the silence. "Of course. Now if you'll excuse me, I gotta go to school." I say rolling my eyes. School. The place where I have to live as a sweet, know-it-all when I really just want to punch everyone. Well, everyone except my besties: Jack, Camilla, Hazel, and Isaiah. We've been best friends since birth. Their parents are in my mafia and they are too. I walk out of the base and climb onto my motorcycle. My mom would always try to get me to stop acting like a goodie-goodie but I didn't really want to show my mafia side. Now, I really couldn't care less. I pull into the school parking lot and everyone turns their head to try and see who it was. I chuckled as I take off my helmet, shaking my hair, their reactions were priceless. Their mouths were hanging open. I mean I did look different but not that much. I was wearing a black halter top that showed off my tattoo that was on the front of my shoulder. It was the word angel in cursive with a devil tail connected to the l. It's the mafia tattoo, we're the Hells angels. I paired the black halter top with black high waisted shorts showing off my other tattoo of my zodiac sign: Taurus that's on my thigh and I'm wearing black high top converse and a black and red flannel. My scarlet red hair is down. My makeup is a black smokey eye that compliments my silver eyes with red lipstick. When people recovered from their shock, I heard boys whistling and see girls shooting me hatred glares. That is until they saw the mafia tattoo. Then it went silent again. I walk over to my friends. They are all wearing black which was not planned. Hazel and Camilla have jackets covering their tattoos until they see me with mine out and then they take off their jackets. Jack and Isaiah have theirs on the inside of their wrist. The 'bad boy' group walks over to me, Camilla, and Hazel. "Dude since when are you part of a mafia. Did your parent's death really change you so much that you ran and joined the Hells angels? " The 'leader' says. "Actually, My father was the leader until he passed. So I guess you're looking at the new mafia boss." I say in a snippy tone, something no one had ever heard from me before. "I just didn't want to show my bad side yet." I continue. Everyone had looks of shock on their face except Grayson the 'leader' of the bad boys. Instead, he laughed. "Y-you expect me to believe that you're the leader of Hell's angels. I bet you don't even know how to shoot a gun." He says still laughing. I hold my wrist out, it's a tradition in my mafia for the leader to have a crown on their wrist. Then I turn to Isaiah. "Give me your extra gun, I left mine at the underground base this morning. I'll give it back after school." I say with my hand out. He took it out of his bag and hands it to me. I take it and grab a silencer from my backpack and put it on. Then I turn to a nearby tree and shoot it three times. When I turn back to Grayson, His mouth is open. "uh-uh" is all he could get out. I put the gun in my bag. "Mhm, next time don't doubt me," I say and I walk into the school.