Worthy

96

Izzy's POV

"It's getting hectic out there." I whisper to the woman beside me as I look out the window.

"A lot yes."

"Isabella we gotta go." Claire says and I nod.

"Pleasure to have been speaking to you." I say to the woman and shake her hand.

"Be careful."

Geez it feels like everyone knows.

"You as well."

I walk behind Claire as we head inside a smaller room. Hundreds of people and what feels like one cop in the entire building.

"So we have like fifteen minutes to interview a couple of representatives, four if we're really lucky." Claire says and I nod.

"Okay so who do we start with?" I ask as I look around. "They're all old and-."

"White? Yeah I know." Claire says and I laugh.

"I was going to say men but that works too."

"Well for now we have the time to interview one representative and that's it until lunch."

"Okay so let's scout then?" Claire nods as we both look around.

"Isabella? Is that THE Isabella? The one who'd pull all nighters when she didn't have to if she hadn't been taking those naps in the middle of the library." I hear.

I turn around as I hear the very familiar voice, my eyes widen and a smile forms on my face as I see exactly who I thought it would be.

"Now I wouldn't be so sure. Is that really THE Alexandra?" I say with a smile. "If I remember correctly you were taking those naps with me. Don't you remember? When you'd sit in front of me with a stack of books as you used them as a pillow."

"Oh my god it's been so long."

"Alexandra Ocasio Cortez, you have definitely been up to many, many things." I say as I walk over to her.

"And you finally had a growth spurt." Alex says as she hugs me.

"You've made many proud, it's been so long."

"Doing what I love." Alex says and I smile. "I've read your work."

"You've read my work?"

"I have to keep up with Isabella Garcia. Writing and writing yet you don't ever get tired of it. You've done very good."

"Nothing compared to you." I say with a smile.

"We're getting there." Alex says and I smile. "Is that a ring? You got married and didn't invite me?"

"Well to be fair it's hard to get in contact with a representative when it's not political matter." I say with a laugh.

"So who's the lucky person?"

"You remember the curly haired, green eyed, football player?"

"Remember? Girl it's engraved, you always talked about her. Wait. You married the woman you were in love with in high school but never actually talked to?"

"I did. She's a professional football player and my roommate at UNC well they're teammates now, is actually how I reunited with the green eyed girl. We have two kids, twins actually, and like twenty dogs."

"What an epic love story. I'm happy for you. So happy for you. Her name is Christen right?"

"Yes, wow you remembered."

"How could I not when it was all you talked about."

"Oops." I say laughing. 

"Isabella." Claire whispers. I turn around and my eyes widen.

"Oh right. Hey do you mind if we interview you?"

"Yeah of course, you have me for ten minutes." Alex says and I smile. "We can head to my office if you'd like it's not far from here."

"Sounds good to me." I say.

Claire and I follow Alex as she leads us to her office. As we walk we can hear shouting and banging.

"I'll catch up I need to use the restroom." Claire says and I nod my head.

"So Representative Ocasio Cortez, these past two months ha-."

"We need everyone to get up to the top of the stairs!"

I turn around as I see security closing the doors as Alex and I head out of the room.

"Wha- what's going on?" I ask as I look around.

"Representative Ocasio, you need to get to your office now." A cop says.

"Come on Bella. Bella let's go!" Alex shouts as she grabs my arm and leads me to her office.

"What about Claire?"

"There's no time, come on we have to get to my office. My god I knew this would happen. I had a feeling and I didn't prepare myself for this. Oh god."

"Alexandra!" Someone shouts.

"Come on." Alex shouts back as the lady follows us.

Alex and I run towards her office, quickly shutting the door as we move a chair as it hooks under the knob.

"Behind the desk now." Alex says.

We hide behind the desk, suddenly we can hear yelling, banging.

"Oh god, oh god." I mumble.

"Bella, Bella look at me. Bella look at me!" Alex whispers, I look up as she grabs my hands. "We're gonna be okay, I promise. No one will come through this door."

"I didn't tell her, oh dear god. Oh god I didn't tell her." I mumble.

"Tell her what? Tell who?" Alex asks.

"Christen."

"What? Bella what didn't you tell your wife?" Alex says and I gulp. "Bella?"

"I'm pregnant."