❝Who am I?❞
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❝You're my daughter.❞
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❝Then how come your never there for me?❞
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𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛 Isabella Stark, Tony Starks
daughter, becomes closer to he...
where have you gone joe dimaggio our nation turns its lonely eyes to you
simon & garfunkel ⸻ ms robinson
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Stark Mansion April 9th, 2010
The past six days had been so boring. With no access to the internet and no hanging out with Sandra, she didn't know what to do with her time. She had tutoring from nine till two, but after that she now just found herself swimming in the pool or reading a book. Putting on her favorite CD—it was currently Taylor Swift's album—and drawing was also something she did to keep herself occupied. But she was very excited because tonight was Peppers birthday dinner, which she had been looking forward to all week.
Pepper, who always preferred something low-key, had decided to get takeout from her favorite restaurant and then they would have dinner back at Stark Mansion.
She put on the new dress she had gotten (Pepper had managed to get it from the wrecked car) and paired it with a pearl necklace and earrings. To finish off the look, she put on a pair of pink ballet flats and the new Dior perfume she had bought. Satisfied with her appearance, she took the bag that contained Peppers gift and walked downstairs.
"There you are!" Pepper exclaimed as Bella entered the dining room and set her gift on the table.
"Sorry, I lost track of time," she said apologetically.
"Well, you look great." Pepper smiled. "Aw you got me a gift; you didn't have to," she said happily when she noticed the gift bag.
"No, no it's okay. I wanted to! Is dinner going to be here soon?" Bella asked, realizing how hungry she was.
Pepper glanced down at her watch. "Any minute now."
At that moment the doorbell rang. "The food is here." Jarvis's disembodied voice informed them.
"I'll get it!" Bella volunteered.
She walked to the door and took the bags from the delivery boy. After paying and tipping him he said, "wait, you're Isabella Stark, aren't you?"
"Uh yeah." She was about to close the door when he put his hand out.
"I heard about your little accident the other day. Kinda badass if I say so myself. I mean, stealing your dad's car and all."
"Thanks, I guess." Bella shrugged, not really knowing how to respond and slightly irritated.
"Yeah, well it was cool to meet you!" The guy shouted after her as Bella slammed the door in his face.
