I black out. I can see how yesterday i was a bit dramatic, i sit in my cell with my hope in my arms. My ray.
~two month pass by~
I hear a knock on my cell door, its head mistress. "Miss isabella?" I look up at her, "Grandma would like to see you..." I panic, did she realize i cut off rays tracker??? "She's assigned you a house" I'm relieved, I quickly put on my white uniform and head to grandma's room.
"Come in darling isabella" She says . I open the door and i see grandma, "Congrats on finding a home isabella. "T- Thank you" I say nervously. "You'll be joining" she looks at her clipboard. "Number 3" My face goes plank. Number 3, my childhood house. Leslie.... Grandmother nods. "Yes, your childhood house." Ray looks into my eyes as i hold him. "He's a cute one isn't he"
I scoff, "yes, yes he is." She looks at me with sympathy, "Just like his mother, now you should go pack your bags, shouldn't you?" I nod, and ray nods along with me.
I head to my room to pack my bags but im stopped on the along way by a small child with the number 18684, "Ohayo Isabella!" I smile back at her. "Ohayo Rebeka" i say. I walk pass her with a smile on my face, I've found a home!

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Isabella
Fanfica promised netherlands story about the mom of the house. But the original.