Jamie Federico Marcello
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Jamie Marcello POV :
"Jamie, what's up, dude?" Dray said, turning to me while sitting on the couch.
Yayy time to socialize.........Note the sarcasm
"I'm good, "I replied to him in a monotone voice.
"Guys, this break is exactly what I needed to relax, college is so f*****g stressful," Aidan complained, stretching his legs on my damn couch.
I looked at him and glared at him.
"Get your damn legs off my couch."
He mumbled a sorry and brought his legs down while Jamies and Derek laughed.
"You better listen to Jamie, he could literally beat your ass to a pulp, "Miller mocked him, still laughing.
"Shut up, dude, "He replied, sulking.
Honestly, I have no idea why I'm friends with them, considering I don't socialize much.
They continued bickering with each other, while I just zoned them out, pressing my phone while lying my head on the couch armrest.
Moments later, I heard my name being called. I looked away from my phone and gave them the 'what' look.
"Bro, seriously, you can't just ignore us all the damn time," Jamies lamented looking at me
I rolled my eyes at him and just dropped my phone on my chest then closed my eyes.
I was beginning to have a headache.
He tapped my legs and said sternly "Open your eyes and listen "
Honestly it felt as if he was whining like a pup. I opened my eyes and stared at him.
"So, the guys and I were just discussing that we should throw a party, you know and enjoy this break "he explained
"And where exactly do you want to throw this party and who are you planning to invite" I asked them
while getting up from the couch to go to the kitchen to get a drink
"Well, we just have to spread the word both in college and in Grandeur "Derek finally butted in
Grandeur high was our high school before we went to college, It's my sisters' school.
It is a school for the elite, your family has to have a certain net worth before you can even qualify to apply there. I just think it's crazy.
But overall, it's a good school because they don't joke with grades. Almost all their students have an IQ of over 180
"Okay and where exactly do you plan on throwing this party?" I asked non-chantly while pouring myself a wine named 'CATERINA' from our family very own winery.
And yes, the wine is named after my sister, my dad did a weird thing by naming some of his wines after all his kids. So, all ten of his kids have a wine named after us including me.
"Wellll I was thinking we could have it here "My twin replied me looking at me pleadily
"No" I answered him deadpanned then took a sip of my wine
Damn that s**t tastes good.
"But......" Jamies tried convincing me
"The answer is no, and there is no room for argument"
"See I told you he will never agree" Miller said getting up from the couch and walking to the kitchen definitely to get a drink
Jamies looked at me pleadily, pouting. I scrunched up my face at him. sometimes I hate that we are identical cause he makes faces people will never see on mine. We kept staring at each other for more than a minute, until I gave in. if it was anyone else, I wouldn't have given in but he is my brother.
"Yes!!!" Jamies shouted happily punching the air
" Finally, "Miller said chugging his wine down his throat
"Thank you! Thank you!! Thank you!!!" Aidan shouted happily jumping on me .
"Get the hell off me Ambrose" I yelled at him with both my hands surrendered in the air
"Right, sorry sorry "He replied scared, while getting off me then patting my shoulders
I playfully glared at him though I'm sure he thought I was upset and possibly beat his ass because of my hard exterior.
My phone dinged and I checked it, seeing a message. I left the guys and got into my car and drove out the house, I didn't bother telling the boys because they probably won't notice I was gone.
I'm driving towards one of my family warehouses here. Being the first child means a lot of s**t for a Marcello.
I had to train harder than any of my siblings because I am the future don of the Sicilian mafia, oversee some matters dad leaves me in charge of and right now I was headed towards one of those matters.
A man was caught sniffing around the warehouse with a gang of his, which he is the leader of. So now I got called to handle the matter.
Small matters like this are what dad leaves to me, he never intervenes trusting me to make the right decisions.
He knows he trained me well for this since I was 8. You might be wondering why Jamies is not with me, well he is in some ways because he will be my second in command when I take over from dad but his role his not as big as mine.
I am the first child, the first son. My dad raised and trained me like his own damn shadow, hell the man named me after him JAMIE FEDERICO MARCELLO.
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