You're Noteworthy

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

*WARNING - PARENT SMUT*

Isabella's POV

"Would you ever consider getting pegged?"

I choked on my water, coughing violently as she says it so seriously. She rubs my back as I calm down, "What?"

"Would you let me peg you?"

"Ummm depends"

She squeals, "That's not a yes or a no but I'll take it as a maybe" She leans closer and places a kiss on my lips. What an interesting conversation for breakfast...

Once I finished I went upstairs and got myself changed. When I get downstairs I wait patiently for Liv, a couple minutes later she walks downstairs looks jaw dropping. "Jesus"

Her hairs curled and over her shoulders, she's wearing a tight black mid thigh length dress with black heels. The dress has a v cut which isn't too low but a tease. She looks amazing, "You forgot about parents evening didn't you?"

"My parents never go"

She looks at me surprised as she puts her trench coat on. "Why?"

"I tell them not to. My mums too noticeable" I say with a shrug and grab my keys.

She looks at me with a smirk and places a kiss on my lips. Even with heels I'm still slightly taller.

We leave separately, my driver drops her and I get in my car. The drive is pretty relaxed, the whole day consists of the parents meeting our teachers. So it's basically no lessons. It's pretty fun because I just chill in the library or with my friends parents. As I get to the school I park up and see a car I don't want to see. That sneaky little-

"Come on dickhead! We're meeting your teachers!" Dad says as she pulls me out the car. I groan hearing them both laugh. Dads in a navy suit looking very professional and polished as she has a haircut. And mum is in a long white dress, hugging her curves with white heels to compliment. I close the car door and we walk into the building, immediately the place goes quiet. I groan and ear myself a slap on the head.

"Is it me or I'm getting proper stares?" Mum says as she looks around.

Dad wraps an arm around her waist, "What'd you expect? They are looking at Gods"

"Does your head get any bigger?" I mumble, causing her to glare and mum to laugh.

To late to back down now. I lead them to Mr Kent's class first. Once we get there I knock on the door for him to open in with a surprised look, "Mr and Mrs Brooks?"

"Chelten" Mum says with a smile and shakes his hand.

Dad shakes his hand after, "Call us Tyler and Clara though" She says lightly.

Mr Kent nods slowly and lets us in. I may start bringing my parents in more often. I watch as my mums cold business like demeanour is put on. We take a seat and Mr Kent gets my grades and work out. "So Isabella has always had great scores in my lessons, she's actually the only one in this class that's achieving a hundred percent all the time" He says firmly, my parents smiling at me.

"Behaviour wise" Oh no. "She's not the best behaved. She's either half asleep or being a prankster" I scoffed earning me a glare. "She has a habit of talking back"

"Only when you say something wrong"

"A pure example" He says sternly.

The next three teachers said the same thing. Except Mr Jones, he added some more spice. Sounded like I was the devils spawn when he was speaking. Now we're on our way to the Art class, Kristen's. Once we walk in Kris stands up and hugs both my parents, squealing with joy making me laugh.