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River Martin, the school's nerd, or so they thought, is going to high school for one mission that no one knows other than his best friend David.
Mia González, the mafia princess, goes to the same school as River, but no one knows about...
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"So, tell me...what's going on with you and David? You seemed pretty close when we were in the woods." I asked, smirking.
It has been a day since we went on that trip and right now, Camilla and I are sitting in my room, chatting.
"Nothing's...official yet. I mean...we kissed before the trip and he asked me out on a date." She replied shyly.
"You kissed?! why am I knowing this now?" I asked, shocked.
"He seemed to want to take it slow, so I figured to tell you when things get a little bit...you know more."
"He's a good guy Camilla, I am so happy for you." I smiled, hugging her.
"Thanks M—enough about me, what's going on with you and lover boy?" It was her turn to smirk this time.
"Lover boy?" I played dumb.
"River Mia, River."
"N-Nothing's going on—" I replied, looking down sadly, "—after he kissed me, he didn't bring it up and when I did, he told me that we are even now, can you believe it?" I scoffed.
"He's such a jerk."
"I know..."
Suddenly, the door flew open revealing my father. Hr looked so...angry.
"Sorry.. didn't know Camilla is here." He nervously said.
"What happened?" I asked, getting up from the bed.
"Can we talk for a second?" He asked and I quickly made my way outside the room, but not before assuring Camilla that everything is fine.
"What?" I asked, worried.
"The attack yesterday, we have confirmed that it's Luciano."
"What, how?"
"He left a note and in it, was your name Mia. He made it clear that he wants you."
"Wants me? What could he possibly wants with his half-sister, who he clearly doesn't know?"
That's weird.
"I am not sure, but he might know that you are here, so we have to be careful."
"Don't worry, dad. I can take care of myself." I tried to calm him down.
"I have to tell you something, Mia." He started nervously.
"What is it?"
"Do you promise me not to hate me?"
"Dad, don't say that! I would never hate you." I hugged him.
He was about to talk when the door open revealing Camilla.
"Sorry! I just wanted to go grab some water." She nervously said.
"It's okay—we'll talk later." My father said and left.
