Isabella Dutton wasn't like the other rich kids who lived in the San Fernando Valley. She was a young and gifted barrel racer who lived on a ranch with her parents and older brothers, 30 minutes outside of Encino in the fictional town of Virgin Rive...
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𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 woke up at at 9:30 to the ringing of her radio alarm. today was the last day of summer, and tomorrow was the first last day of school. after turning off her alarm, she got out of bed, turned on mtv, walked to the ensuite bathroom and began her morning routine.
after she was finished with her morning routine, she walked back to her bedroom to pick out her swimsuit. she on a light pink one piece, then grabbed her beach bag and packed it with essentials: sunscreen, beach towels and sunglasses. after placing her beach hat on her head, bella turned off her tv and walked out the door.
downstairs, her parents and her brothers were sitting at the table eating breakfast and drinking coffee. bella strolled into the kitchen and greeted them with a beautiful smile on her face. "morning." she smiled as she kissed her father's cheek, as well as her mother's, then ruffled her brother's hair.
"good morning sweetheart." janet smiled. "want some breakfast?"
john smiled as he set the newspaper down. "morning sweetheart. where are you off to today?"
bella smiled as she poured herself a glass of orange juice then replied, "no thanks mom, i'm alright, and to answer your question dad, it's the annual end of summer beach party. i'm meeting ali and the girls there."
"well, just be safe and have fun." john said as he sipped his coffee
"i will dad." bella said as she sipped her juice then turned to her brother. "are you two coming?"
"we would but we're meeting eddie and the guys at the beach in santa monica." wyatt said. "you'll have to let us know how this party turns out."
"so i heard from a little bird you had a date last night." john said as bella sat down at the table
"it wasn't a date. dutch just bought me dinner." bella said as she sipped her orange juice.
"sounds like a date to me." janet chuckled as she sipped her coffee
"mom, it wasn't a date." bella blushed
"yeah, whatever." deacon laughed
"well, i gotta get going. i'll see you guys tonight." bella said as she embraced her parents and her brothers
"we love you too, honey." janet said
"please be safe." john said, embracing his daughter
