"You listen here damn it, I want you to finish making breakfast and have the house clean before 7:30 or you're walking to school. Oh, and if you're late, I'm taking it outta your hide. Capiche?" he growled out.

"S-Si," I stuttered out taking a step back in fear.

"Good, get to work!" he yelled and left the room.

I tenderly touched the cheek I had been slapped on and winced in pain but I couldn't worry about that right now. I have lots of work to get done in an hour and fifteen minutes. I sighed as I went back to cooking and cleaning the kitchen, a solitary tear rolling down my cheek. Fifteen minutes later, breakfast was ready sitting on the table and I had finished cleaning up the kitchen. I quickly scarfed down some food and went to work on cleaning the rest of the house. I swear it seriously sucks that we have a huge house.

After about thirty minutes, I was done with the upstairs and quickly came back down. I instantly noticed Feli and Nonno eating breakfast and joking around. I sighed knowing that would never happen to me. I quickly got back to work not wanting to be late and have to walk run to school.

I sighed as I finished and leaned my back against a wall. I checked the time and I still had five more minutes. I quickly ran upstairs, grabbed my tomato red messenger bag, and ran back down before I slowed to a halt in realization. It was way too quiet. I ran over to the window and looked out. Just as I suspected, the car was gone which meant that they left early. Nonno left me on purpose! Frowning slightly, I walked outside and locked the door behind me. Sprinting wasn't exactly my area of expertise but I had no other choice. By the time I got to school, I was completely out of breath with surprisingly ten minutes to spare.

I caught my breath and headed into school. Remembering which room I was supposed to be in, I made my way to class and took a seat in the very back next to the window. Soon the room began to fill and by the time the bell rang, the classroom was full and the teacher was writing her name on the board.

"Good morning class. My name is Ms. Winter and I'll be your teacher for this year," she said in a very cheerful voice. I immediately could tell she was totally faking it. I decided right then that my teacher was going to end up not liking me no matter how hard I tried.

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