August 30, 2008
"Isabella! Hurry up, your going to be late!"
"Yeah, yeah! Could you give me some time? Jesus!"
I slung my backpack around my shoulder, heels clacking on the wooden tiles. I walked into the carpeted balcony, and peered down at my mother.
"Izzy, let's go!" She shouted, arms flailing.
"Don't call me that!" I stomped down the rounded staircase.
My mother pulled my single strap on my backpack, pulling me backwards.
"What the hell!?" I screeched.
"Isabella! Language!" She scolded.
"What do you want?" I rolled my eyes.
"Please leave the other kids alone today... Especially the new kid, alright?"
"Whatever!" I snapped my gum, stomping out the door slamming it behind me, walking to my black Bentley.
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"Izzy Mae! Over here!" Brittany waved.
I ran into my best friend's arms, clasping her back tightly.
"You're back! Guess what? New kid- grade 10."
"Ooh finally! Someone new to pick on!" She smirked.
We walked into the school doors for the first time of the year, arms linked, ready to ruin another life.
That was before I knew who I was going to pick on, who I was going to ruin. You know that saying, after you've done it, there's no taking it back? Well, I've learned that, especially now.
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Random"It's hard to forget someone who has given you so much to remember" -•-•-•- Isabella Mae is a stranger in her own life, until the night her dad disappeared from her and her mom. Everyone always says Isabella has it all- popularity, wealth, and even...
