*CHAPTER ONE: SOPHIA O'CLERY*
I woke up to the sound of my own grumbling...My name is Sophia O'Clery, and I'm the only daughter of the most powerful Irish mafia family. In just a day, I'll be turning eighteen, and my life will change forever.
As I stood up from bed, I gazed at my reflection in the mirror. I've always been proud of my appearance. My fair skin, rosy cheeks, and blood-red lips stared back at me. My waist-length, wavy hair was as red as blood, and my freckles added a touch of playfulness to my features. I smiled, feeling confident in my own skin.
As the next in line to lead the Irish mafia, I've been taking lessons since I was a child. My ancestors had practically been in charge of the organization before passing the crown to my father, Cian O'Clery, who married my mother, Saoirse O'Clery (pronounced SEER-shuh). I felt the weight of responsibility on my shoulders, but I was ready.
After a quick shower and brushing my teeth, I felt refreshed and headed into my walk-in closet. I picked out a pink lingerie set — definitely not the innocent kind — then slipped into a pink crop top (yes, I'm obsessed with that color). I finished the look with black skinny jeans and matching boots. Grabbing my bag from the desk, I made my way downstairs.
"Lady sophia" Housemaids bow at my sight, they raised to the nodding of my head.
"Lady sophia" A familiar elderly woman voice reached my ears... "Morning rosalia" i smiled picking up an apple and munching.
"How was your night Lady " She smiled warmly. Rosalia was a lady i admire well everybody admires her...she's the kind of person everyone wants to be close with, she's like a grandma to me.
"I've told you to always call me Sophia, my night was awesome, how's yours?" I replied munching
"That i cannot do...same here my lady " She smiled warmly.
"When will my parent be back?" i asked curiously, they went on a business trip or should i say mafia related trip to america...
"Tomorrow my lady " she replies to which i nod.
"I'll be on my way" i say discarding my half eaten apple to which she gives me a disapproving look which i know so well
"Dont worry ill eat lunch at school" i pecked her cheeks goodbye. Walking to the front door. " Morning Lady sophia " i heard as i strolled down to the luxurious garage.
I spotted my beauty my harvey Davidson cosmic starship bike. I got on it...a text notification popped on my phone screen.
***Fiona***
Meet you at at school sophy
And that is my best friend Fiona Walsh,we've been together since we started wearing diapers, her father Sir Walsh is my father second in hand, my father even trusts him more than his capo Leonardo.
I hit the gas and felt bure bliss at the sound of my bike, i drove out of the garage, it took me 3mins to the main gate, thats how huge and wide the mansion is, the gate was opened automatically as i drove out making my way to what people call the hellhole.
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Getting to school, i met Fiona waiting for me by her car door chewing on a gum furiously as she waits for me, she's addicted to gums. She's a walking model, has the blue sky like eyes, perfect body shape,straight waist length blonde hair. Her eyes went up at the sound of my engine.
"Yo bitch!!" She smiles playfully. "Hiii" i reply sassily.
We made our way into the school, people greeted us both since we were both in the mafia family, trust me the attention and all is great but after years of being shown its gets boring really.
We made our way to the locker "You throwing a party tomorrow? If you say no, there's no way in hell I'm letting you" She glares at me picking up books in her locker and shutting it to face me.
"Relax i'm throwing one, its my 18th birthday remember?" I reply closing my locker.
Interlocking our arms we walk down the hallway with her chirping about the decorations and dresses, even more excited than i am.
"When we're done with today's lecture, we going shopping!" She declared as we enter the classroom. "Yes ma'am" i salute jokingly
An hour passed boringly, all i could hear was the lecturer blabbering....so i just stick to watching reels on Instagram.
"Oh my!!!Sophy look!!!!" She showed me a pink lovely no-gorgeous dress.
"What store is that? the dress is magnificent.
"Gli-"
A loud clearing of throat cut her off, we turn to face the lecturer looking back at us with an eyebrow raised. "Is there anything bothering you?" She asks with an evident fake smile. "Never said i felt uncomfortable " i reply harshly. Everyone just wants to be on my top lists due to my family, i learned at a young age, nobody like the powerful, they all just succumb to them and would try to bring them down at any opportunity they get.
"Very well " She fakes smile again making my blood boil, im fucking tired of the fake smiles, fake praises and all. I was ready to bolt out of the classroom when fiona held my hand, this girl has the power to understand me without i having to say a word, she's always been there for me, the only true friend I have.
"Yes ma, there's nothing wrong and in the meantime wiping off that ridiculous fake smile out of your face is probably the best thing to do right now, you look haunting " She yawned looking bored. I feel the teacher embarrassment when the whole class starts laughing.
"Let's get outta here" She smiles at me, packing our books we went out.
"Lets go shopping!!!!!!!!" She squels when we're out.
"Nuh uh....I'm famished, need to eat first"
"Hurry!!!" i laugh at her enthusiasm as she drags me to our lockers to retrieve our bags.
We went out of the school to the car park " I have no idea how you drive that thingy!" She eyes my bike with distaste.
"Hey!!!!" I exclaim playfully.
"Ill race you to Supermac, if i win you buy my dress, if not i buy yours" i grinned climbing my bike. "Ain't doing that shit with you O'Clery!!!" She yelled behind me entering her posh purple lamborghini. I drove out and arrived at supermac in 10 mins.....i look behind to see her drive beside me with a scowl. " Can you give me a warning next time?" She glares at me. "Guess who's getting my dress" I squeal.
"Whatever, lets go order.....i neeed to shop" She pulls me into the shop.
"Chicken and fries for her, a burger for me, add a ketchup to her plate and two strawberry milkshakes, i'll pay with card" She orders like a mom handing over her card to the lady at the counter.
We went to take a seat talking about the party more like fiona rambling to me about the party.
ONE HOUR LATER{Y'all have a lazy author... skipped both lunch and shopping}
When i got to my house, it was evening already, i parted with fiona after shopping, i went to my room straight up. My room is what you'll call most girls dream room, as I enter the pink walls welcome me, i crashed on my beautifully made pink sheeted bed....as i succumb to the welcoming darkness. I woke up the next morning whereas my plan was to just have a nap. "Morning stoirin " I hear my mum's voice.
"Ma!!!!!" I shout happily hugging her.
"Lá breith sona, mo stóirín" She whispers pecking my forehead.
"Thank you ma" i smile happily.
"Where's Da?" I asked.
"He's downstairs making preparations...fiona is on her way to get you dress..."
"BIRTHDAY GURL!!!!!!" She cuts my mum off. "Here she comes" My mum whisper jokingly. Fiona runs to my mum happily "Hi ma, missed you" She giggle as my mum boped her nose. The sight warmed my heart.
"I'll leave you guys to it" She said walking out of the door. "Go bath" She orders making me roll my eyes. "come in guys she yells. "Who-" i was cut off by five people entering my room each holding a box.
"These are makeup, hair and nails artists " She informs me noticing my confused gaze. "Do you have to go all the way, I'm okay with little makeup and all "
"Shoo!!, I'll be getting prepared in the meantime " She says sitting on a chair.
I walk into the bathroom, took my bath and brushed my teeth before coming out to meet Fiona already dressed in a cute lovely evening purple gown, she's obsessed with that colour, she looks like a runway model.
"You look stunning " i wink at her, as i was rushed to a seat a girl started with my hair while another worked on my face, the other focus was on my nails. With fiona monitoring them like a mother hawk. After about two hours of discomfort . My hair was up in a cutely made messy bun....pink girly makeup and cute pink sparkly nails.... i look different in a good way. Fiona rubbed a fake tear in her face making me laugh, she opened up my cloth bag and revealed my pink gown..
Time skip.
We both walked down the stairs in harmony, i smile at my parents, i see classmates, teachers and business partners looking at us in awe, most especially me probably cause I'm the birthday girl. I walked to my dad and hugged him "Hi Da" i hug him. "You look fabulous " He grinned before putting on a hard face on which i understand very well, a mafia leader shouldn't be seen emotional.
He walked to the stage "I know we're all here to celebrate my daughter turning 18, there's also something id like to announce " he smiles at me gesturing me to come up. I walked gracefully to the top beside him. "I want to an-" He was cut off by a guard running in panicked. He whispered into his his hear about somethin, my dad gaze grew worried and surprised....what the hell is going on.....all of a sudden a gun shot ran in the hair, i felt blood spill on my body and face, i look besides me with much difficulty to see my father on the floor lifeless, i hit the ground with a scream as the sound of gunshot and panicked screams of people fill the air.