Cruel Prep - A Mafia Romance

I

day of the re

s calling it. She says that like it's

this awful nausea in

ows the truth: this chapter is going to

the old church building. We're in South Texas, but

e sky like talons. A stained-glass windo

families of Ravenlake, Texas, pooled their cash to fund the creation of an elite private school

enlake Preparatory

rs, one thought keeps chiming in my hea

t belo

cesses of Ravenlake Prep are swirling on all sides. They're all decked out in Balenci

ink-stained blue jeans, with my long

Last summer gave me enough public attention to last a lifetime. My goal

points in the general direction of the classrooms, which are located in the two modern wings built onto the original church building. T

uck," s

r I hear her add in a dry mum

wo major hallways, all alone. Without the

keep their distance from me. But they're still close

e expected to mingle

Ravenlake offer p

ause her momma is cl

ed in truth. I am from Public. I am here on scholarship, and

nt" that happened last summer. But we're here nonetheless.

rooms with a mix of Latin words and Roman numerals, which makes precisely zero sens

the rustle of thirty heads turning

up of students. I lower my head and move towards it, but befor

y De

, plastering a fake smile

s her throat and announces me like the next cattle up at auction. "Class, we

head in the front row who raises a single eyebrow in disbelief. Clearly, the teacher sho

ice asks, her whisper loud eno

nonymous at least until l

hurry to a seat in the back row

ouncements. When the bell rings, I pack my bag and try

y black hair spins around, the ends of her hair whipping me in the nose.

re you

e establishment," com

rky, like I intended, but still could probably do with a l

ids think they can push me around. Besides, I learned in a self-defense class in middle school

o they not have school

om and I live less than a mile from Ravenlake Prep.

al body spray. It is thick and artificial, and I want to ask why she doesn't use her extensive allowance to b

se people really are

twisting the details. I so badly wish I could set the record straight. Bu

, concussion. The scant details I told the cops who interviewed me after e

nd do my best to