hair color // n.m

thirty

yesterday was the last day of school i'm literally crying and i don't know if it's bc i'm happy or sad

isabella's pov

i decided that i was just going to hang out around the house and watch netflix. i mean, i really didn't want to go anywhere today. i just broke up with nate, and i was upset and angry and ugh.

i grabbed my laptop from the nightstand and unplugged it. i clicked onto netflix and started my new favorite show, new girl.

suddenly, i got a text. as soon as i heard the buzzing sound, i grabbed my phone and paused netflix.

it was from nate. of course. i had nothing to say to him, i was too angry.

hi isabella. we need to talk about this, about us. i'm sorry, and i want to tell you that in person, not be a dick and tell you through a text.

i almost smiled at his sincerity. i didn't want to see him or talk to him or even look at him right now, not for a long time. i may as well tell him that.

listen, i don't want to talk to you anymore. you lied to me and i trusted you, and what you lied to me about was important. stop trying to contact me, nate.

i clicked send and then clicked on nate's contact in my phone. i blocked his number, so he wouldn't be able to text or call me again. i was way too done with his bullshit.

i locked my phone and resumed new girl.

this was short but i have a lot of ideas for this book!!