We are

"You shouldn't just always let him have his way," Racheal said turning to face Eleanor.

"He's the head of the house now right," Eleanor whispered in reply and she shook her head.

"Well he hasn't behaved well enough to deserve that title !" Racheal rebuffed and Eleanor forced a smile.

"It's fine Mom, I could have actually taken care of the payment for space till he was ready,"

"Nobody is taking care of anything!" She replied.

"We'll bury your father this Friday and this Friday it is!"

"Okay Mom, I just didn't want you guys to argue again,"

"It's pretty much what you guys do every single time you see, he ends up leaving angrily,"

"And if there's one thing dad's death taught me, it's that this life is incredibly short, and we never can tell when we won't just see someone forever again," she said and Racheal nodded slowly.

"You're right," she whispered.

"But your brother just knows how to push my angry buttons," she lamented.

"I know, you can just try to talk things over and be a little more understanding" Eleanor whispered.

"Come here," Racheal whispered as she stretched out her hands to her.

"Do you feel better?!"

"I do actually, the doctor said I can leave here this evening or tommorow morning "

"Oh that's very good to hear" Racheal replied with a small smile caressing her hair.

Liberty High ....

Isabella stood Infront of her practice painting and exhaled deeply, she had asked the arts teacher for her permission to go through her lines again in the painting room, and getting her to agree was actually not a difficult job.

Considering Isabella was her favorite and most well behaved student, and probably wealthy parents benefits too!.

She took in another deep breath as she took her position in front of the canvas ready to try another take, like she was already in front of the audience, a fat genuine smile played on her lips.

"Ladies and gentlemen" she began 

"Thank you all for joining us today at this exhibition, where we have the opportunity to explore the world through art"

"When I embarked on this artistic journey, my intention was to ...." She got cut off when someone causally strolled into the arts studio.

"Oh I'm sorry, this place is off limits for now," she said walking towards the guy that had just walked in.

"I know," he replied.

"I heard your voice while I was walking down the hallway, I decided to come up to check who it was that speaks so beautifully," he replied and light shades of red appeared on her cheeks as she turned around and walked back to her painting.

She picked up a piece of material and covered the canvas with it.

"Really?! Was I that loud?!" She asked her voice dropping to a whisper as he nodded affirmatively.

"I guess I'm just being nervous," she replied and he nodded slowly.

"I guess so too," he replied.

"I could help you though," he said to her and she smiled

"And why do you think so?! Done something like this before ?!" She asked.

"Let's just say, I'm quite vast in public speaking " he said and she laughed.

"Oh wow! Public speaking, definitely not in this school right?! Because I've never seen you!" She said.

"Yeah, about that I'm actually a new student" he replied, she nodded slowly trying to take in his appearance.

"I guess that clears that up then,"

"So shall we get to it, we don't have time on our side ," he said and she nodded slowly.

"Okay fine, you can help" she said as she took out the sheet she wrote her speech on and handed it to him.

"It's a thoughtful well written piece," he said

"Yeah I know, let's get started" Isabella replied.

"Won't you take off the material from the painting?!" 

"No, if you're so interested in seeing the painting then you should come for the exhibition," she replied. He stared at her as she talked and the corner of his lips curled into a smile.

"Okay fair, that's fair enough!" He muttered with a small smile.

"Let carry on," he signalled and Isabella cleared her throat as she began.

****

"Wow!"

"Brilliant," he said clapping his hands immediately Isabella was done.

"Pheew , finally!" She exhaled.

"You don't know how long I've been trying to get these lines perfectly!" She said to him.

"Well I told you, I'm quite vast in public speaking,"

"Oh definitely I can see that,"

"Thank you so much, Mr Random vast guy," she said and he bursted out laughing.

"Actually it's...."

"Okay time is up my little Artista!" Mrs Pascal- the art teacher said, interrupting him as she walked into the arts studio.

"This is way longer than the time you requested for, plus lunch break had been over for quite sometime now,"

"Didn't you hear the bell?!"

"I'm so sorry Mrs Pascal, I got carried away" she replied.

"That's fine, you can go on to your class, I have a class here now,"

"Mrs Pascal I ..."

"Don't worry, I'll keep your piece safe," Mrs Pascal said completing her statement before she made it.

"Thank you Mrs Pascal,"

"Let's go," she said turning to the guy beside her and they dashed out together.

"What class do you have now?!" She asked.

"New student remember, I was on my way to the principal office to get my schedule" he replied and her eyes widened.

"You're joking!" She whispered.

"You should run along fast now, I'm late for technology class too" she said and scurried away.

**

"Why are you just coming in Miss Wilson?!" The teacher asked Isabella as soon as she walked into the class.

"I'm sorry sir, it won't happen again," she replied, he nodded slowly and waved his hand dismissively at her and she took it as a cue to rush to her seat.

"So as I was saying," The teacher continued.

"For this project, you have to do it as a group, a group of two," He said, the door opened again and he paused to look at who it was.

"Good morning sir," the student at the door greeted.

"I'm new here in liberty high, my name is Finn Sawyer, and I hope to have a wonderful final high school year here," he said with a small smile, and all the girls began drooling, except Isabella ofcourse, she had seen him before. But she still couldn't deny that he was extremely good looking, as a matter of fact, she was just getting to notice it now.

"You're welcome Finn," the class chorused.

"You can go ahead and have your seat, there's an empty space beside Miss Wilson " he said and Finn nodded with a small smile as he walked towards her.

"We meet again," he whispered as he took his seat beside her.

 "Are you stalking me," she whispered in reply.

"Okay guys listen up, I'm just gonna round what I was saying up quickly" The teacher said interrupting their conversation.

"So as I said earlier, this project would be done as a group of two,"

"And to make things easier, your seat partner would be your project partner," he said.

"Everyone should come to me immediately school is over to register yours and your partner name together, do I'm aware,"

"If you don't come today, don't bother coming again, you've lost the marks" he said and they all nodded in reply.

"Good!" He concluded before walking out of the class.

"What is the project topic?!" Finn asked turning to Isabella.

"I have no idea Finn," she replied, laying emphasis on the Finn and he smiled.

"And why is that so Miss Wilson, you've been in class before me,"

"Oh please it's Isabella," she replied and he laughed.

"Nice to meet you Isabella,"

"Same here" she whispered.

"So I guess we're doing this project together "

"We are!"