Chapter One
People say that money determines who you are, but that's not true, family does. I mean, I'm filthy rich but I'm crazy violent, good in a fight and with a weapon and I have better manners than most of the people in New York. How did this happen… family. My mother's family is totally loaded so my mother has never worked a day in her life. And my father, don't even get me started on my father. He's the head of the Mussolini crime family, also known as the Italian mob.
My name is Alexis Mussolini, I'm 16 and I'm tired of it all. Tired of the debutante balls and private lessons. Of all the bodyguards and dead people. I would prefer to live like my dad than my mom but I know I can't stay in new York anymore. i walked up and I knocked bravely on my fathers office door. "come in!" a gruff voice boomed. That voice would have given me the shivers had it come from anyone but my daddy. I opened the door and pokedd my head in to make sure there wasn't anyone else in there before fully entering the room.
"Hey daddy. I've been meaning to talk to you about something. You know that ever since Dally left New York I've been miserable." Dallas Winston was two years older than me and he was my best friend and he was like a brother to me until he left New York a couple years back and I haven't been whole since. I waited until my dad nodded before I continued. "Well, I want to leave New York. There isn't really anything that's super important to me here besides you and I can still talk to you over the phone but I don't think staying in New York, moaping and remembering all of the places Dally and I used to go together is healthy for me." I was the best negotiator there was and I was super manipulative and if I wanted something I got it. Now, I wanted this.
Yesterday I told daddy that I wanted to go out on my own and when he asked where I pointed to a random place on my map and my finger landed on Tulsa, Oklahoma. My dad had agreed to let me go there if i agreed to call frequently and to let my mother and him help me out. Dad gave me his prized car, a white camaro with a blue stripe down the middle. Dally and I had admired it since we were little children. He also gave me a few of his guns to keep on my person at all times. He gave me his blades with a hand carved base and last but not least, he gave me a fake ID just in case I got arrested because he didn't want his little princess to be known for being related to a mob boss. My mother gave me some normal, tuff clothes like what most of the people around here wore. She also gave me a ton of cash. She gave me a framed picture of Dally and I as kids. Between the two they had given me everything that I needed to make it on my own. I hopped in my loaded up car and I was on my way to Tulsa Oklahoma.
4 days later when Alexis makes it to Tulsa
I pulled up to the DX and went inside to get some gas. "Hi, I was wondering if you could help me." Behind the counter, there stood a boy with blond hair and movie star good looks. "I was wondering if you knew any places where I could spend the night." We talked while he filled up my tank and when he was done he said that I could stay at his place that he shared with his two brothers. His name was Sodapop curtis and he said that he would come with me in a couple of minutes.
After a whole lot of arguing, I agreed to let him drive me to his house. I refused to let Soda carry my bag on the grounds that I could do it myself and just because I was a girl didn't mean I couldn't handle myself but in reality it was the fact that my bag was full of guns that I didn't want him to see because then he wouldn't let me stay over. "Hey guys, I'm home!" Soda called into the house motioning for me to follow him.
There were 4 boys in the living room doing an assortment of different things. Two of the younger looking ones were in the corner talking while the other two arm wrestled. The younger of the two boys, about 17, who had complicatedly swirled hair won the arm wrestling match and the other, the one who was about 18 with rusty colored hair and the same colored sideburns came up to he and took my hand before kissing it. He smelled like old beer and was obviously drunk. "Hello there, little lady. I'm Two bit Mathews and who might you be." I told them only my first name incase they had heard of my family. I was introduced to Steve, Pony, and Johnny and eventually, Darry, pony and Soda's older brother who raised them since their parents had died.
When it was time to go to sleep, I changed into some shorts and a tank top. I tucked my smallest gun into my waistband and a different one under the pillow Darry had given me. I dozed off to sleep thinking about my family.