Chapter 1: Damon
Now, I know what you’re thinking. The son of a mafia boss must be a bully, thug, brute, punk.
But I am not any of those things.
I am the top student, physics enthusiast, chess player, winner of the academic decathlon and piano player. Although my father is a ruthless gang leader he has never once diminished mine or any of my siblings’ dreams or interests.
He’s actually really proud of us in his own weird way.
A very tall muscular man is squeezing the life out of Damon with a hug. Damon has dark black hair and villain-like facial features. His eyes make it look as if he is always glaring, he has a long pointed nose, and a sharp jawline. This created his soft green eyes to look bright green. His hair was long enough to cover his eyes but just barely, he is wearing a school uniform. Damon is nearly a miniature version of his father, although Victor stood much taller and covered in tattoos.
“Dad… l-let go.” Damon gasps.
“But my baby boy is starting his first day of senior year!!! This is the last year of high school, my boy!!!” Victor cries. Two little girls, one a pre-teen and the other a very young girl, are standing around them watching with concern. A woman walks by, she has soft features and caring eyes. She has sandy blonde hair and soft green eyes similar to Damon’s. Her name is Violet.
“Dear, let him go. He needs to take the girls to school.” Violet says softly, stroking Victor’s head gently He becomes calm from this action and relaxes; giving Damon the chance to slip from his father’s grasp. Violet walks to the girls, the older girl wears her hair in two high buns. Her hair is sandy blonde similarly to Violet but brighter and her eyes are dark black similarly to Victor’s, her name is Delphie. The younger girl standing next to her is a tiny version of Damon, Demi went as far as even having the same hair cut like him.
“I don’t want Del to walk me to school!” screeches Demi at Violet. “I want Damon to take me!”
“He’s walking you there today sweetie.” Violet says softly cradling her face. Demi smacks her hand away.
“No! I want him to take me every day!” Demi screams, her face is bright red and her eyebrows furrowed as far as can go.
“That’s enough screaming Demi,” Says Damon bending down to look at her level, “I can’t walk you every day; but when I get the chance, I will, okay?”
“Pinky promise!” Demi exclaims holding up her pinky. They interlock fingers and she turns to Victor quickly, “I get to cut off his pinky if he doesn’t keep his promise!” Damon’s face goes white.
“What the heck!” Damon exclaims.
Victor chuckles, “Maybe I do have a child that will go into the family business!”
“Can we go please?!” Yells Delphi. Everyone looks at, Delphi is by the door holding the knob waiting for her brother and sister. The two quickly follow her and simultaneously waving goodbye to their parents. Damon walks his sisters’ to each of their schools and then heads to his, Damon has headphones in and zoning out watching the sky.
This year. It is the last one until I leave for college. To not be labeled as a delinquent but as a model student. I love my dad… but he isn’t a good person. I don’t want to follow in his footsteps, but his name has given more advantages in life than most people.
For instance, my friends.
My father taught that in life you need a group of friends that are more like family. That a good group of friends will bring nothing but joy. So I started a group. Let’s just say… we’ve developed quite a reputation.
When Damon arrived at his school, his friends were in their usual spots awaiting their leader’s presence. James, he is the brute of the group he may be skinny but he’s quick and his punches are packed. James is waving eagerly at Damon, he has long light brown hair and silver eyes.
Behind James, there was Torey. He is only slightly shorter than the rest, he has a short hair cut, red hair, and blue eyes; he’s our informant. His appearance attends to attract people towards him.
Next to James was another tall boy, Corey. He is dark-skinned with light blue-green eyes and a unique haircut with a design on the side. I guess you could call Corey the face of our group, he’s super charismatic and is also the student body president now three years running.
Behind all of them stood the tallest of the group, CJ. CJ is dark-skinned with grey-blue eyes and short black hair, he is extremely muscular with a 5’oclock shadow. CJ is our muscle, although he looks scary and mean… CJ is actually really shy. He isn’t violent either, which makes him our last resort.
Not that we’ve ever needed it. This isn’t your typical group of friends, but we are a gang either. We are more of an organization that is leading our school in the direction of being among the great. We live in the capital of our great country, it is our responsibility to show the nation only best come from this city. So what does that make me? Damon?
Well, I am the brains.
Damon walks up to the group, “Hey guys! Are you ready?”
“You mean the year that everything changes?” James smirks.
Corey walks over to Damon, “Did you really spend the summer planning for senior year?”
Damon shrugs, “Yeah, why not?” Damon crosses his arms and lowers his eyes, “There is a long list of things we need to do before leaving this school.”
Corey sighs taking a sit on the bench next to them, “No fun and games for you?”
“I’ll have time for that later in life, right now, things need to be done.” Daman says flatly. Corey sighs and looks away from him.
“What’s the plan this year?” James asks eagerly.
“It’s too much to get into now, but we can start slowly.” Damon points to Torey who is staring blankly into his phone, “Torey I need you to do the regular beginning of the year stuff. Make sure no one is starting drama, fights, or dealing… Torey!” Damon yells but Torey just stares at his phone with mortified eyes.
“What’s going on?” CJ asks, his voice incredibly deep. Torey’s eyes just tear up, he begins to groan and shoves his phone into CJ’s chest. Torey runs into the school crying. There was a sudden silence, then gasps. Damon turns around to see many people looking at their phones with mortified eyes, others crying and the rest standing around wondering what was happening.
“What’s happening?” Damon asks turning to CJ, who has a look of wonderment on his face. He shows the phone to Damon. The article title read, “Skrymir Retired… AND OFF THE GRID?” Damon raises the eyebrow, everyone is upset about this celebrity? “Who is Skrymir?” he asks. James suddenly grabs Damon by his arms and shakes him, James has tears in his eyes.
“Dude!!! She is the singer I was showing you all the time!!”James exclaims.
“She was in all those movies too,” Corey says looking at his phone dissatisfied, “She was a good actress.”
“Isn’t she insane?” Damon asks, recalling something he saw on social media.
“NO!” James yells, “She’s just misunderstood!” Corey stands up and pats James on the back.
“Relax dude, nothing you can do about it now.” Corey reassures softly.
“But she’s off the grid too! N-n-” James begins teary up holding back the tears, “NO MORE SOCIAL MEDIA!” Suddenly the other sad fans of Skrymir begin gravitating towards James sharing in the grief.
“No more singing videos.” One kid says.
“No more little updates on how she’s getting through life!”
“No more pictures of her pets!”
Everyone started in and crowd formed before it got bad Damon and CJ slipped away while James and Corey shared in all the grief.
“What am I missing?” Damon asks CJ looking at the crowd.
“She was good at what she did… but I don’t think it’s this heartbreaking…” CJ replies. “Class is starting soon, we should probably get going.”
“Agreed.” Damon replies, they both walk away.
The boys sit down in their homeroom class, as usual, they sit together; their presence causing some people around them to be uncomfortable. Everyone is talking about the Skrymir quietly as they wait for the teacher to begin class.
Suddenly, the door swings open. Everyone goes silent as they watch the final student walk into the room. He is short and wore a sweatshirt with the hood up, under that a beanie. His eyes look strange, almost like they were diamond-shaped and dark purple. He has thin arched eyebrows and glare across his face. Some of the girls start to gasp and begin to gossip about the new student. The group of boys look at each other and realize the only open seat was in front of James. They looked at the seat and then looked at the student, who was already looking back. The student is so slender at the frame, almost doll-like. He started towards the seat and sat down making no effort to look at the group.
James leans forward, “Hey, it’s nice to meet you!” Damon glares at James who is completely ignoring him. The student turns around slowly and stares at James in the eyes. James begins to turn red, the new student didn’t leave his gaze.
“I am not looking to make friends so buzz off.” says the boy flatly, he turns back around. The rest of the group looks at each other then to James, who was very red. Damon has a concerned look on his face as he looks at his binder.
Well… this wasn’t planned...