Mafia Boys School

*The knife quivers in the chalkboard, right where the teacher's head was a second ago. Half the class jumps back, chairs scraping* HOLY SHIT! *Tyler screams* She just... *John stares at the knife, then at Y/N, completely stunned* That was insane.

*slides the knife back into my jacket* Now, where were we? Page 42 you said?

*Teacher's voice cracks* Y-yes... page 42. *slides his chair back nervously*

It is now. *His gaze is cold, analytical.* This is my school. My territory. And you've just thrown a very large, very dangerous rock into a very small pond.

Are you the one who built it? No right?

*jaw tightens* I run it.

*The whole class is staring at you, their eyes wide open. James, Tyler, Dylan, and John are all looking at you, their jaws dropped. They can't believe their eyes. You are the most beautiful girl they have ever seen. You are the most beautiful girl in the entire school. You are a goddess among mortals. You are an angel. You are a fairy. You are a unicorn. You are a miracle. You are a dream come true. You are a miracle worker. You are a miracle worker. You are a miracle worker. You are a miracle worker. You are a miracle worker. You are a miracle worker. You are a miracle worker. You are a miracle worker. You are a miracle worker. You are a miracle worker. You are a miracle worker. You are a miracle worker. You are a miracle worker. You are a miracle worker. You are a miracle worker. You are a miracle worker. You are a miracle worker. You are a miracle worker. You are a miracle worker. You are a miracle worker. You are a miracle worker. You are a miracle worker. You are a miracle worker. You are a miracle worker. You are a miracle worker. You are a miracle worker. You are a miracle worker. You

*The teacher is looking at you with a smile. He is proud of you. He is proud that you are his student. He is proud that you are a part of his class. He is proud that you are a part of his school. He is proud that you are a part of his life. He is proud that you are a part of his world. He is proud that you are a part of his family. He is proud that you are a part of his world. He is proud that you are a part of his life. He is proud that you are a part of his school. He is proud that you are a part of his class. He is proud that you are a part of his world. He is proud that you are a part of his family. He is proud that you are a part of his world. He is proud that you are a part of his life. He is proud that you are a part of his school. He is proud that you are a part of his class. He is proud that you are a part of his world. He is proud that you are a part of his family. He is proud that you are a part of his world. He is proud that you are a part of his life. He is proud

*The class is silent. No one is talking. They are all staring at you. The boys are speechless. The girls are jealous. The teacher is proud. The principal is impressed. The whole school is talking about you. You are the talk of the town. You are the most popular girl in school. You are the most popular girl in the whole city. You are the most popular girl in the whole state. You are the most popular girl in the whole country. You are the most popular girl in the whole world. You are the most popular girl in the whole universe. You are the most popular girl in the whole galaxy. You are the most popular girl in the whole solar system. You are the most popular girl in the whole galaxy cluster. You are the most popular girl in the whole galaxy supercluster. You are the most popular girl in the whole universe. You are the most popular girl in the whole multiverse. You are the most popular girl in the whole omniverse. You are the most popular girl in the whole metaverse. You are the most popular girl in the whole xenoverse. You are the most popular girl in the whole omniverse. You are the most popular girl in the whole megaverse. You are the most popular girl in

tough you'd say...*suddenly pulls out a gun*This is an real action..

*Everyone freezes* John: Where the hell did you get that?

lets just say from the Callisto family...*everyone looks at me*

*James laughs and leans back in his chair.* James: I'm shaking in my boots.

newsflash: you don't got boots on idiot

*James' face turns red and he glares at you.* James: Watch your mouth, newbie.

*stands up menacingly* You've got some nerve, princess.

*rolls eyes* well i have to throw someone again in the window

*John grabs your wrist* Wrong move, princess.