"as long as i'm here
no one can hurt you."
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a girl is the soulmate of three kings that rule over the world of vampires. along with discovering that she is destined to be with them forever...
(This chapter and probably every chapter after this is in third person.)
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THE NEXT THREE months drag along painfully slow for the blonde girl and the kings that rule in Italy.
So, when theres was only a week left until graduation, Isadora is over the moon excited. Barely being able to sleep due to her mind running wild.
But, when Meredith drags her along to go clothes shopping, the excitement dwindles into irritation.
Watching Meredith step in and out of a dressing room really isn't Isadora's forte.
Meredith steps back into the dressing room area, multiple different clothing items draped over her arm, she holds a silk white dress in the other.
She holds the dress out towards her sisters sitting figure, humming to herself with a nod of her head.
"Try this on." She orders, throwing the silk material at Isadora.
Isadora quirks an eyebrow up, "Why?"
Meredith rolls her eyes, "Because, I won't have you wearing your old blue dress for your graduation." Meredith grimaces at the thought.
"I like that dress, thank you." Isadora quips.
"Dora," Meredith deadpans, "try it on." She gestures at one of the curtains.
Isadora grumbles and stands up, begrudgingly walking into the empty space.
She strips out of her tank-top and jeans, slipping on the smooth dress.
She turns towards the tall mirror and widens her eyes in surprise. The dress flows down to her knees, it hugs her curves in all the right ways—making the girl confident, it brings out her ivory skin that contrasts well with the light dress.
She runs her hands along the dress, smiling at herself in the mirror.
"Are you done? I'm getting impatient." Meredith calls from the other side of the thin curtain.
Isadora airily laughs and pulls the curtain open, revealing herself to her nagging sister.
Meredith scans her eyes over her sister, clapping her hands together. "You look so good. Let's get you some heels!" She exclaims, grabbing Isadoras wrist and pulling her away.
Isadora yelps and shuffles her feet, trying to keep up with Merediths quick pace.
Isadora lets Meredith do the shoe stuff, nodding and saying she likes every pair her older sister holds up.
They end up choosing a strappy pair of beige heels that Isadora is sure she will trip in.
Meredith walks out of the clothing store with four bags and Isadora only has two.
