Becoming a Jet

CHAPTER 6

Isabella's POV:

I bought a few things. A chair, a blanket, a desk, some pillows, a couch, and a table. But I got them at a yard sale. So it was pretty cheap thankfully.

I also got some sewing supplies. I got some new thread, some scissors, some fabrics, and I just needed to get my sewing machine.

I was too scared to go back. After everything that my parents did to me. I would have to ask Riff. I decided to meet him after I ate dinner.

I went to a café. I got a salad with grilled chicken and a dinner roll, along with a baked potato. I finished my meal, paid, and went to see Riff.

I got to his apartment. He had some nice things, but his fridge was empty, and he didn't have many clothes. I would probably get him some groceries tomorrow.

"Hey, Riff?" I said, walking to the living room.

"Oh hey doll." Riff said, standing from his old recliner. It looked like it was from the 1930's.

"Can you do me a favor?" I asked.

"Anything for you doll."

"Great. I need you to go to my parents house and get my sewing machine. It's in my room and it's a black Singer."

"Uh yeah. Do you want me to go right now?"

"That would be ideal. I need to start making a dress for the mixer. Valentina told me there'd be one coming up."

"You can't go to that mixer. The PR's will be there."

"You can't tell me what to do. I'm 19." I said angrily.

"I can tell you that the mixer ain't a good idea."

"Well you don't have to go."

"And you won't either." Riff said sternly.

"I didn't come here to talk about this!" I said, irritated.

"Sorry doll." Riff smiled shyly.

"Can you please get my sewing machine now?"

"Ok Im going, I'm going!" Riff followed me out the door.

A/N

Hey guys!!! Sorry I didn't update for a while but I have been really busy with school. I play the tenor saxophone so I've been learning that while also preparing for scholastic bowl and a bunch of tests so please be patient.❤️