(THIRD PERSON’S POV)
*2012* Isabella met Bradley on a warm and Sunny day in the summer of 2012. Isabella and her family had just moved in to the neighborhood two days before and they were still Unfamiliar with their surrounding. Isabella was playing with a ball in the playground her dad set up for her in the backyard when she noticed a woman about the age of her mum coming from the house next door with a bowl in her hand. Piqued with curiosity, She sneaked and hid in the garden watching as the lady walked past the gates and took the front path to their front door. It was as Isabella moved a little that she noticed that the lady was not alone. She held the hand of a little boy who had dark spiky hair and seemed to be around her age wearing a dissatisfied look on his face. “Do i really have to be here?” He asked looking up to the lady. “Yes you do. Now hush!” She warned him and the younger boy scowled in reply as she rang the doorbell. Isabella stifled a giggle just as her own mum opened the door for the visitor. “Oh hy.” Isabella’s mum said as she opened the door stepping out with her bulging stomach. “Hy. I’m Sandra and this is Bradley. We live next door and I baked a pie to welcome you to our neighborhood.” Sandra greeted with a warm smile. “Oh that is so lovely!” Isabella’s mum said happily. “I’m Victoria. Hy Bradley.” Victoria greeted looking down at Bradley with an adoring smile. “Hello ma’am.” Bradley greeted shyly. “How old are you?” Victoria asked. “Six years old.” Came Bradley’s reply as he raised his shoulders high as if to increase his age. “Such a big boy!” Victoria commented earning a smile from Bradley. “You know I have a daughter. She is a year younger than you. She should be playing around.” Victoria’s eyes searched around for Isabella. “Really?! I have a daughter too. She is a year younger than Bradley too!” Sandra said excited just as Victoria sighted Isabella hiding. “There she is! Bella come on out and say hy.” Isabella was naturally a very shy girl and she held on to her ball for support as she joined the trio. “Hello.” She said shyly looking down at her feet. Sandra fell in love with the sight of the well mannered little brunette wearing her long hair in pigtails before her. “She is so pretty and she has such long hair.” Sandra whispered to Victoria before taking a step closer to little Isabella. “Hello I’m Sandra, I have a little girl just your age her name is Olivia but this right here is Bradley.” Sandra pushed her son forward. “I’m Isabella.” The little girl introduced. “Why don’t we go in for a drink and let the kids play together?” Victoria said and she took Sandra’s hand in hers leading her in to her home. The two children stood awkwardly in silence. “My name is Brad. Not Bradley.” Brad said to her. “Okay and you can call me Bella.” Isabella said. “Is that yours?” Brad nodded at the ball and Isabella nodded proudly. “Girls like dolls , they don’t like balls.” He said with a scoff. “They do too.” Isabella said! And though Brad didn’t agree, he spent the next few minutes kicking ball with Isabella . It wasn’t until the next day Isabella met Olivia and they became insperable. *2016* “Where is the licorice?” Olivia asked narrowing her eyes around the snack filled table. Isabella looked up from the book she was reading and glanced around the decorated room. “I’m sure we brought it in from the kitchen.” Olivia said as she began to look around frantically. “Can you help me look around Isabella? In a few minutes Hilary and the others will be here.” “There’s a lot of other snacks and sweets.” Isabella said as she started looking around Olivia’s room. Olivia froze. “No way! Everything has to be perfect. I heard that Hilary loves Licorice whips!” Olivia said in a panic. Isabella said nothing more and helped Olivia check around for the bowl of Licorice. Olivia was throwing a slumber party for some of the girls from school and she was most especially trying to impress one girl in particular Hilary Lockhart, the most popular girl in middle school with the wealthier parents in town. Isabella did not care about Hilary. In fact, Isabella did not like Hilary and her friends because they were really mean. But Isabella cared about her best friend, Olivia and so she decided to help her execute the perfect slumber party which for now meant looking around for the bowl of Licorice! And she did find it, When she opened the closet and saw Brad seated with a portable video game with the bowl on his laps. “What are you doing?” She asked him. Olivia hurriedly came from behind Isabella and pushed forward wide eyed. “What are you doing in my room?” Olivia said and she gasped before snatching the bowl from her brother. “How dare you steal my licorice?! It’s not yours!” Brad let himself out of the closet and rolled his eyes at Isabella. “Snitch!” He said. “Sticky fingers.” Isabella replied and went back to reading her novel on the bed while she experienced her best friend and best friend’s brother fight for the thousandth time in front of her. Brad strolled to the spread of food set by Isabella and Olivia and he dipped his finger in to a bowl of jelly beans. “That’s it! Mum!” Olivia yelled “You are such babies!” Brad said and a few seconds later, Sandra Johnson rushed in to the room. “Brad is ruining my slumber party!” Olivia said angrilly. “Olivia, your brother can join you in your slumber party.” Sandra said stepping in. “Eww! I don’t want to play with girls!” Brad said scrunching up his face. “Good! We don’t want to play with you too, so get out!” Olivia yelled. With an intervention from Sandra, the fighting stopped and Brad was out of the room. Olivia was excited when the slumber party kicked off. The girls crowded in her room giggling and laughing with Olivia paying special attention to Hilary. But just thirty minutes into the slumber party, Hilary went to get a soda from the fridge and didn’t return . So, Olivia went out in search of her and was angry when she found Hilary and Brad kissing in Brad’s room. “Why would I want to spend a slumber party with you and your Nerdy friend?” Hilary said to Olivia and Isabella looked away embarrassed as she readjusted her glasses. “We’re nine years old not six.” Hilary added. With that, Hilary pushed past Olivia and Isabella and she left the slumber party with her friends. Olivia cried and Isabella comforted her. “Its Not just that everyone likes Brad! Girls use me to get to Brad because everyone thinks he is cute.” Olivia cried. Everyone did think Brad was cute, even Isabella. He was cool, very good at sports and was really popular. “Promise me you’ll never do that to me. I don’t want you and Brad kissing too.” Olivia pleaded holding on to Isabella’s hand. The thought of kissing Brad brought butterflies to Isabella’s tummy. But she knew it was something that could never happen. “I promise.” Isabella said.(ISABELLA’S POV) *2020* The laughter that erupted from the group of people around the table made Isabella snap out of her thoughts pulling her back to the Johnson’s garden. She gave up and dropped her book on the table seeing as she had no chance of going far with her reading with all the noise going on around the garden. As the smell of barbecued meat filled the garden, Isabella wished she had come a few minutes later because Olivia had not returned from shopping with her aunt and Brad. Now, Isabella was stuck here with Olivia’s parents, Sandra and Chris Johnson, Isabella’s own parents, Victoria and George Martinez and Isabella’s little Jeanie (Who by the way was seated sitting at her own chair and table watching cartoons on an IPad ) “I still can’t believe my baby boy is going to be so far away!” Sandra said and Mum put her hand over her friend’s in comfort. “The boy is not a kid anymore, Sandy. Please let’s not talk about this. Besides New York isn’t that far away.” Chris
*2024* (ISABELLA’S POV) There must be something wrong with my body. I thought as I took off the black shirt and tried a purple one with a higher neck line. I sighed in disappointment as my boobs still somehow popped up showing cleavage. I sat down in my bed unable to think of what to do next and then I settled for a nice leather jacket. It was the last day of summer and thankfully the weather was not too warm for a jacket. I didn’t need a jacket in relation to the weather but it made me feel less shy about my boobs pushing out. They had suddenly grown so much over the holiday and I would have thought it was because I added weight but the rest of my body didn’t explode as much. Well, except my bum and hips which I did not want to think too much about. Knock!knock!knock! “Bella?? Can I come in?!” It was the soft but demanding voice of my little sister, Jeanie. I quickly picked a brush and began brushing my hair as I yelled back ‘Come in!’ I didn’t wa
(ISABELLA’S POV) Standing with his arms folded across his chest, Lean but muscular build standing tall with a physique obviously honed by hours of workout. His chiseled features framed by that same dark spiky hair and the same piercing dark eyes that exuded a mix of confidence and intensity. My throat went dry and my heartbeat drummed loudly in my chest as I felt my palms go dry. His eyes were focused on me and mine solely on him. It felt like I was in some kind of trance and I wanted so bad to pinch myself. “Brad!” Olivia spluttered freeing herself from my support and rushing forward in to her brother’s ready arms as she made me snap out of my thoughts quickly. I stood by nervously and uneasily wishing that I could wake up from this dream at once! Brad Johnson in skin and flesh standing a few feet away from me and looking as though he has been here for the past four years. “I didn’t think you would be here until tomorrow. Why are you here so soon?.”
(ISABELLA’S POV) I wished I could just pinch myself. Four whole years without seeing Brad and here he was standing in front of me exuding his Strong aura. He came even closer than I was already trying to handle and he took my hand gently in his. “It’s been so long. You look so different.” He said taking in my appearance. I withdrew my hand from his like it burned me. I didn’t like that I enjoyed the feel. I’m supposed to be furious with him. “Thank you.” I said. “I’m sorry but I have to get going home now.” I tried to walk away but Brad pulled me back and I staggered backwards in to his waiting arms. His cologne filled my nose and I wanted to stay there with him holding me. I lifted my head up to his and his eyes looked down at mine. “I’ve missed you.” He said to me in a whisper. It felt like I was swaying but I got a hold of myself and quickly stepped out of his embrace. “I um… I have to leave.” I said turning around and walking away. “Bella, wait.” He calle
(BRAD’S POV) “I just can’t believe you’re back.” Henry said to me excitement still sounding in his voice. I had just driven in to school and he had hurried to see me. I didn’t really want people to notice that I was back and so he and I were still seated in the car having some water as we watched everyone meeting and welcoming each other back. It all seemed very rowdy. “You are going to cause a stir! You used to be our golden boy until you left.” Henry said not being able to get off how excited he felt. “Are you going to audition for the football team?” He asked me. That was a question I knew he was going to ask. Everyone knows first round of tryouts happens on the first day of school. “Yes I am.” I answered. “What happened though? Why did you come back?” Henry started to ask me and I was very relieved when the other guys came tapping at my window. “What the hell! So this is actually true. Bradley Johnson!” Mark exclaimed as he came closer. “All in flesh and blood, Mark.” I
(BELLA’S POV) It has been a very nervous first day of school for me. I wouldn’t have minded if my mum had come down from the car and walked me to my own locker and first class. Because the moment I got out of the car, I could feel everyone’s eyes on me. I thought that getting inside would make things better. But it did not. Some guy would not stop following me at first and then Brad appeared out of nowhere and told the weird and persistent guy to leave. Now, the problem will be how to react to that. Seeing Brad in front of me brought so much mixed emotions. He looked like a male model as his great height made him look down at me. His face as usual was an exuberance of perfection and his jet black hair looked like it had been neatly combed for a thousand times. His presence gave me butterflies but it also made me remember what he truly thought of me. “Thanks for helping me out with that guy.” I finally said unable to take the silence as Brad’s eyes were on me. He seemed
(ISABELLA’S POV) “Oh my-“ “Gosh.” Jeanie completed the sentence for Olivia. I turned to stare at my reflection in the mirror, I froze in disbelief as my perfectly made up face stared back at me. My hair was done in a perfect French plait letting a few strands fall in front of my face. I felt mum’s comforting hands rest on my shoulders and looking at her through the mirror, she had a big, proud smile on her face. “You are so beautiful.” Mum said kissing me on my head. “Yes she is!!” Olivia emphasized. She had the cutest and the proudest smile on. “Can you do me next mummy?” Jeanie asked batting her eyelashes at mum. “No. You’re way too young for make up, Jeanie and you know that.” Mum said sternly and Olivia chuckled before being cut off by her ringtone and she hurried off to answer a call. “I’m so excited.” Mum said clapping her hands I narrowed my eyes with a chuckle. “It’s just a party mum.” I told her. “It’s your first party.” Mum said looking me over. I w
(BRAD’S POV)There seemed to be a strange kind of exchange going on between Bella and Olivia. It was like some strange eye communication. But whatever it was, I simply did not like this jerk who was trying to take Bella away for a drink.“Why don’t we all hang out together?” I suggested stepping forward as well.Olivia chuckled nervously and threw me a glance. Her eyes said. ‘What the hell are you doing?!!’“Actually, we have somewhere to be.” Olivia insisted through gritted teeth.“You guys have fun and we’ll be around.” She said giving Bella a wink. I looked at Bella and she seemed a little uneasy. I really did not want to leave her with this new guy but before I could get the chance to say anything else, Olivia had linked her arms in to mine.She pulled me along quickly.“What the hell? Why would you want to leave your friend alone with that weirdo? Didn’t you see that she looked uneasy?” I said angrilly.“He’s not a weirdo. You are. And Bella isn’t uneasy, she’s just shy.” Olivi
(ISABELLA’S POV)Monday morning descended like a plague, an unwelcome and inescapable force after a weekend of turmoil.I stayed in bed unmoving as the events of Saturday evening replayed in my head. The humiliation was almost unbearable. So unbearable that I had refused to turn on my cellular data for fear of what I would see on the internet. I wished that I could turn off my phone completely but something in me was too weak to do that. I was hopeful for a call from Brad.The call never came and it worsened my situation shattering my heart even more. I had no more tears to cry and no more words to lament. I wished there was someone I could talk to but the only people I could talk to had abandoned me. How could I explain that I was only a victim of such cruel acts? My Alarm clock rang loudly for the hundredth time blasting me back in to my reality. I struggled to bring myself to my feet but thinking of going to school weakened me greatly, so I dragged myself downstairs instead.Dad
(HILARY’S POV)I screamed loudly the moment i was seated in the car with the door closed behind me. If the car was not sound proof then anyone from outside would have heard me. I rested myself back against the leather seat feeling exhausted but still my veins were throbbing with anger . How could he turn me down?! No one dared to turn me down! No one! What did that damned Fat Nerd have that I did not??I am Hilary Lockhart!! How the hell could he even think of turning me down?!“Miss Lockhart, is everything okay?” The private chauffeur asked looking at me through the mirror.I was very irritated and so I snapped at him.“Don’t you talk to me, you lowlife!” I exploded.“Sorry Miss.” He said politely.I stayed back trying to balance my unsteady breathing as I thought of what next to do. Rejection is something I was not used to. Rejection is something that I don’t take. “I want you to take me to see someone.” I said to the chauffeur and after giving him the address, I rested back aga
(BRAD’S POV)I would have thought that the day after would make me feel better. But it did nothing, in fact I felt worse than ever.The events of the night before kept on replaying in my head. How could such a beautiful night turn out to be so horrible?Thinking of Isabella tore me to pieces and remembering the horrible fight I had with my sister made me feel worse.It was like my head was throbbing intensely and I could get no sleep. Closing my eyes only made me remember the pictures on the screen. On one hand, I felt betrayed and hurt when I remembered her pictures with Dave and on the other, I still could not help but feel sorry for the public humiliation she had felt. I was aware that videos of last night were circulating the internet. I picked up my phone a number of times with the intention of calling her but I never got through with it. I was worried about her despite the fact that I felt hurt by her actions.So I made a call to someone I knew and paid a lot of money to make
(THIRD PERSON’S POV)“I’m so worried, George. I don’t know what to do.” Victoria Martinez announced as she walked in to the kitchen and dropped the breakfast tray she had arranged for Isabella.George Martinez lowered his newspaper and then when he saw that the tray was untouched, he sighed and dropped the now folded newspaper on the table.It was the next morning and falling asleep last night while knowing fully well that something had happened with Bella was not easy for them both. “She still didn’t open up?” He asked.It was a question but he knew the answer already and his wife confirmed by it by nodding her head at him.“She’s crying. I could hear her. She was also crying last night when I checked on her before going to bed and now I can’t help but wonder if she got any sleep at all or if she stayed crying all night.” Victoria said sadly. She was close to tears herself. “Damn it!” George cursed bringing his fist down at the table angrily.He could not handle the thought of hi
(THIRD PERSON’S POV) Brad had never felt so weighed down in his entire life. It was as though his heart was being shattered. He watched Bella leave and it felt like his soul was leaving as well. He staggered in weakness as he rested his back against the wall. “Brad?” He snapped out of his thoughts and straightened his posture immediately. Hilary cat walked towards him and she placed her perfectly manicured nails on her chest in worry. “Oh honey. I’m so sorry for whatever is going on with you.” She said with the sweetest voice she could come up with. Brad didn’t say a word, instead he sighed and started to walk on but Hilary was quick to follow him. “Brad. Come on, please wait up.” She begged. He stopped tiredly, waiting for her to catch on. “What do you want Hilary?” He asked her feeling the exhaustion weighing him down. All he wanted at this point was to get out of here and to go home straight.“Nothing much.” Hilary said still sounding as sweet as she could to him.“I do
(THIRD PERSON’S POV) “Ladies and gentlemen. Let me tell you a little about your homecoming queen.” There was a pin drop silence in the gym as everyone had eyes set on the large projected screen. Isabella and Brad turned as well both dealing with the same confused emotion. There was a sort of piercing sound from the speakers and then the electronic voice went on talking. “Most of you may think you know who Isabella Martinez is. A Nerd,” just then the projected screen started to reveal pictures of Isabella from when she was little and until she changed her dressing sense. She had her braces on, she played soccer, she wore larger clothes. There were giggles round the crowd as an animated picture of Isabella wearing large glasses and heavy braces came on. “Some people think she’s now changed, pretty, hot but guess what? I bet you didn’t know that she’s also a liar and a slut!” Isabella felt her body grow cold and her stomach drop. Brad was shocked as a video of the intimate tim
(THIRD PERSON’S POV)“Oh my gosh!” Tiara exclaimed holding her glass and swirling its contents unconsciously as her eyes followed the new couple who made their way in to the school’s decorated gymnasium. It was not just Tiara or Hilary and Olivia whose eyes followed Brad and Isabella. It was everyone else in the gym.Isabella could feel the heaviness in their eyes and Brad could feel as her grip tightened in his hand.“Are you okay?” He asked lowering his head so he could bring his face closer to hers.She looked up at him with her eyes sheikh her discomfort and panic.“Everyone is watching us.” She whispered at him.Brad smiled then and he brushed her cheek affectionately. “Everyone is watching you.” Bella smiled shyly at his words.“No, they aren’t.” She said back with a giggle. She was already beginning to feel a little bit more relaxed. “Yes they are.” Brad said and he looked down at her beautiful face wishing he could curse out loud. “My goodness Isabella, you have no idea how
(ISABELLA’’S POV)I stared at my reflection, my breath catching in my throat. Mum had outdone herself. The soft, flowing dress, a shade of blush pink, seemed to shimmer in the dim light of my bedroom. It clung to my curves in all the right places, accentuating my figure without being revealing. My long ebony hair, styled in loose waves, cascaded down my back, framing my made up face perfectly. A delicate pearl necklace, a gift from mum , completed the look.“Oh my goodness. My beautiful daughter, you are so beautiful. So gorgeous.” Mum said resting her hands on my shoulders.I looked at my mother through the mirror and saw that she had tears in her eyes. “Mum, are you crying?” I asked turning around to face her.Mum blew a raspberry and quickly wiped her eyes.“No! I’m not.” She lied. I smiled and took her hand in mine.“I’m just so happy. You are such a beautiful girl and I’m glad that you are more confident now. Confidence and change looks so good on you Bella. I am proud of you.”
(ISABELLA’S POV) My eyes flickered open as I blinked at the unfamiliar surrounding around me. I was laid back on my bed and I was trying to carefully lift myself up from the bed when I heard a sharp, cheerful and familiar voice.“Wakey, Wakey Sleeping Beauty!!” I turned sharply and that was when I saw Olivia looking at me with a wide smile on her face. I sat up in a start and looked around me. I was in a bedroom that I didn’t even recognize .“What’s going on here? What am I doing here Liv?” I asked as my mind spiraled in confusion.“Calm down okay?” Olivia said and moved closer to me so that she could put her arm around me.“I… I came to see you and then….” I was trying to jog back my memory.“And then you bumped in to the door and passed out. Hilary was the one who called me.” Olivia said sitting up. “She called you? But she told me you were here.” I said rubbing my eyes.“I was in some other room, she thought I was in here.” Olivia said and then she peered at me concerned. “Are