Sydney. The alarm went off and the next thing I'm reaching for is my backpack. Today did go the way it shouldn't, so many eyes were judging me, gossip was active in the corner. I knew because I know the sound of my name. "Sydney... This new kid..." "Sydney..." "...Sydney." "A Waldorf?" Not so hard to guess the topic. I was a stepchild. A new life I have to accept since Eve got rid of the nightmare, my own mother. But I'm not quite sure how I feel having a gangster as my mother. The night be murdered my mother in cold blood, a new fear surged within me, my mother may have been wicked but Eve, she's a cold hearted person. Yes my new mom is a cold blooded gangster, she probably has no soul or empathy but she not my mother, she's kind to me and my brother, I'm selfish enough to be satisf

