Chapter three

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Franki's POV

"Franki svegliarsi!" (Translation- Franki wake up)
I heard the annoying shits yelling at me to get ready for school. They were my identical idiot, I mean twin brothers, and today was their first day of school. Quite frankly, I wouldn't have even gone to school today if it weren't for those two not being able to drive yet.

Lazily getting out of bed, I made my way to my ensuite bathroom to take a shower. When I got to the mirror I looked at face. I looked bad. Like really shitty bad. I looked at the puffy, slightly purple circled eyes and groaned. I guess mixing Xanax and vodka after getting high wasn't such a good idea. Who knew?

I groaned at the thought that I was still in school. I mean, it's not like graduating high school is gonna be essential for my future career choice. Why does my father even make me bother with this crap.
I looked myself over one last time before hopping in the shower, examining everything from my ruffled hair, to my tattooed filled chest. Looking at the lifeless figure staring back at me. Sometimes I don't even recognize myself when I look in the mirror. 'What are you doing Franki?' I asked myself. This isn't how I pictured my young life. Fu%k me for thinking I'd be happy. I sighed and hopped in the shower.

After showering, I walked to my closet and decided to wear a black sleeveless loose tank top, jeans and Adidas before going downstairs for some breakfast.
I saw my older brother, Antonio, sitting at the island, speaking quietly yet angrily in his phone. He's a quiet but scary and intimidating guy. He's also the twins and I's guardian. After our mom died, my dad moved back to Italy, leaving us in the care of Antonio. Smart move.

While pouring a bowl of cereal, he asked "stai permesso di andare a scuola in quel modo?" (Are you allowed to go to school like that?).
I knew he was talking about the very noticeable and excessive tattoos under my sleeveless  shirt.

"probabilmente no" (probably not) I shrugged, not caring, but he kept glaring at me. I finished my cereal and yelled out to the twins to go.

I looked on the key rack which consists of many vehicle keys which are all located in our garage. I decided to take the black Escalade which I don't drive much. We have lots of other vehicles which consists of  a black G wagon, my Range Rover and BMW M5. Not including Antonio's personal cars.
I got in the Escalade and Vinni yelled "shotgun" but Vonni beat him to the vehicle which I guess automatically gives him the seat.

"You look like a gay a** vampire Franki", Vonni commented while I sped off to that sh*thole school. This gained a fit of laughter from Vinni. I was going to say something back  but insulting him would be like insulting the both of them and I'm not in the mood for a two on one diss battle right now.
Even though I'd still win.
So I settled with a "Fuck you" instead.

A short drive later Vinni decided to show Vonni his "talented" hair brushing with his foot technique. Basically he puts a hair brush between his toes and proceeds to brush his hair with no hands. Frankly it's not impressive, but since Vonni was unable to do it, Vinni deemed himself the "alpha" twin.
Right now I was going 80 mph in a 45 mph zone while glancing through the mirror and being oddly distracted by Vinni's stupid technique. This was until Vonni suddenly yelled my name making me focus back on the road to see a red light. Not stopping, I slammed on my horn just in time so some idiot making a turn onto my path could stop, which they swiftly did. I sped up and continued beeping my horn as to somewhat apologize. I laughed and looked in the mirror to see the twins tightening their seatbelt like little bit*hes.

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